Table For Two ~ Part Seven
In collaboration with @ageofnations
Jake Kiszka x OC X Josh Kiszka
Summary: “What started out as a new job unexpectedly became something more for Sydney Baker. There’s only room at the table for two… How will she navigate her feelings and come to a decision? How can she choose between two sides of the same coin?”
Warnings: mentions of vomiting, fluff, tad bit of angst
Word Count: ~7.5k
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A/N: Sorry for the late post, besties! Also, there will not be an update for TFT next week. Allie and I are going to our Greta shows and want to take the time to make this next update everything it deserves to be and more. (It's gonna be STELLAR.) In the meantime, we sincerely hope you enjoy this chapter. <3 -Bri
Part Seven
The sky outside was covered in grey clouds as far as the eye could see. The verdant landscape around Syd appeared somewhat greener than the last time she found herself hiking to the same spot she had visited days before with Josh. His spot. Perhaps it was the overcast weather and the need to get in a few chapters that caused her to head outside. Not entirely sure what pushed her to do so, she found herself struggling to get up the muddy slope towards the large boulder.
She could already see the sky opening up at the peak, different monochromatic hues blending into each other in plumes. The sky promised rain, however, she found herself hoping it would hold out until she had made her way back home. The humidity in the cool air stuck to her skin in a way that was mildly uncomfortable as it caused beads of sweat to sit on her upper lip. The book with the elegant gold script on the cover was tucked securely in the crook of her elbow as the toes of her shoes dug into the soft earth.
As she reached the ascent, she took a deep breath in to brace herself for the final climb up the makeshift steps Josh had taken upon himself to construct. They were as solid as they were before, not shifting once as she willed her small frame forward until she finally stepped up on the flat surface of sandstone. There, she slowly made her way towards the edge, but not close enough to where she would dare let her legs dangle off the edge. Instead, Syd sat herself down a foot from the ledge and crossed both legs underneath her.
She took a moment to admire the greenness of the valley that stretched out before her. It seemed to expand further beyond what she remembered from the sunny day before. The darkened sky brought out more depth in the verdurous shades of fauna that grew below the hill. The pleasant sound of birdsong filled the air around her, emphasizing the feeling of ease and serenity that filled her chest.
The feeling of peace didn’t last long, though, as she soon found herself slipping into her head space. Thoughts of Josh began to cloud her mind. It was amazing how easy it was to be herself around him despite the rocky start to their friendship.
At first, she loathed the idea of hanging out with him. He had seemed intolerable around her and her alone. The demeanor he displayed with everyone else was joyous and carefree, but with her, it was as if sharing the same air was torture. The snide remarks, the subtle eye rolls, the blatant disregard for her as a human being.
It had felt like Syd was in high school again and at the ripe age of 23, she didn’t want to deal with petty drama. It was an exhausting feeling acting as though she had to walk on eggshells each and every time she was around him. That was already an experience she had gone through and didn’t necessarily desire to relive again.
Thankfully, she didn’t have to relive it for long. She was glad to see her relationship with Josh change as soon as it did. Now, she didn’t dread going to work, and she even looked forward to it in a way.
Josh had wedged himself into her life and had quickly become someone she thought about more often than she’d like to admit. Jake accepted her as she was, but Josh seemed to gently push her outside of the box she had made for herself. He wanted her to see more, to live more than she had ever allowed herself to live.
She didn’t notice it before, but it was obvious to her now. It was the purpose behind him showing her this place. She would’ve gone home after they left the library - back to her safe place - but instead, he brought her here. To a place she would’ve never found without him, to a place she quite enjoyed.
If they had been on better terms that night at Green’s, she would’ve seen it there too. She would’ve never let herself join Josh with karaoke, it wasn’t like her. There would’ve been too many eyes on her, too much attention that she couldn’t imagine having. Josh wanted her to experience that. Something new, something fun.
She appreciated him more than she could say. Thanks to him, she had found the courage to step outside of her comfort zone while still being herself. With him by her side, she was carefree. That much was obvious by how they hurried out of the library that day, giggling and out of breath. Living for themselves and absolutely no one else.
Thinking about that day made her think about how kind he had been to her. He was sentimental and almost… sweet? The compliments, the excitement when she said she wanted to come with him, the gesture of buying a book for her. It was much different than the beginning of their friendship, and she was thankful for it all.
She took a second to admire her surroundings for a moment longer, and she opened the book that had been tucked under her arms. However, Syd was only able to get mere sentences into the introduction before she felt her phone buzzing in her pocket.
She fished the device out of the pocket of her jeans and checked the screen. Her best friend’s name displayed brightly before his face appeared after she opened the call. He seemed to be lounging on his couch with his head hanging over the cushion, long hair falling back off his forehead.
Sam’s voice sang out into the wilderness around Syd as she looked at his position with an amused smile on her face. “Hellooo- wait,” he cut himself off abruptly.
He lifted his neck slightly to get closer to the camera and squinted his eyes at her before continuing. “You’re outside?”
With a scoff, she replied. “Geez, why’d you make it sound like that?”
“Like what?”
“Like I don’t step foot outside my house.” Sam only raised his eyebrows in response, one of his signature expressions which caused Syd to roll her eyes at her friend. “Anyway, it’s so pretty out here! Even with the clouds.”
“Yeah, I am so glad that you’re finally figuring this out.”
“Says the man lying upside down on his couch. Shut up and look.” Syd pressed the small camera icon on the corner of her screen and switched to the back camera, displaying the lush greenery around her. She twisted her body around so he could see the beaten slope leading to where she sat, the stone steps just barely visible in the corner.
“That kind of looks like a place Josh has shown me before.”
She flipped the camera back around to show her face as her eyebrows unknowingly furrowed together. “He’s shown you this place?”
She wasn’t sure why, but she felt a pang of jealousy ripple through her chest. There was a slight ache dampening her mood from Sam’s comment. There wasn’t any rational reason why, but there was a minute feeling of sadness at the idea of Josh showing it to anyone other than her. Perhaps it was due to the whole freeness he radiated the day before when they had visited together. Maybe it was how lighthearted, yet seemed so completely special and intimate at the same time.
“In pictures, yeah. He’s shown it to you?” Sam admitted.
“Yeah. He brought me here yesterday.” She felt a hint of relief at the fact that Sam had only seen it in pictures. As far as she knew, she was the only one Josh had brought here.
“You… spent time with Josh yesterday?” The way he spoke, he seemed almost shocked.
“Yeah?” Her voice was soft as she huffed a laugh to punctuate her rhetorical question. “I mean, is that okay?”
The sound of Sam clearing his throat was unexpected. “I just figured you’d be with the other twin.”
“And why would you think that, Samuel?”
He simply looked at her in disbelief in response.
“What?”
His slack jaw slid into a sly grin as he toyed with one of the strings on his hoodie absentmindedly.
“Sam…” Syd warned.
“Can I ask you something?” Sam’s smile never faltered.
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“I’ll answer yours if you answer mine.”
“That’s a little backward, but fine.” Syd knew it would be a losing fight to attempt to argue with her friend when he wanted something. “What would you like to ask?”
He stared deadpan at her face, his eyes focused just below the lens of the camera. “What happened at Jake’s place?”
She let out a nervous giggle at his inquiry. “You’re kidding, right?”
He raised his fidgeting hand defensively. “If he’s a bad kisser, I wanna make fun of him for that so-”
“Sam, it’s not like that.” Syd cut him off, holding her own palm up to stop him from speaking. “And for the record, I wouldn’t tell you if he was a bad kisser. That’s weird.”
“So you’re telling me,” he used his index finger to point between his phone and himself to accentuate his point. “You spent the night at his house alone, and it’s ‘not like that’?”
“That is exactly what I’m telling you.”
“You’re blushing.” Syd’s fingers immediately flew up to her cheek which was warm to the touch.
“I am not,” she lied.
Sam raised his eyebrows at her skeptically.
She rolled her eyes at him before adding “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh, come on Syd!” He exclaimed, clearly getting a kick out of her squirming appearance. “I’ve seen the way you look at him. You pay more attention to him than you do the customers at work half of the time.”
“Do not!”
“Do too!” Sam shot back. “Especially when he’s plating things in the kitchen.”
Sam’s words sent Syd’s mind wandering as she imagined how Jake looked whenever they were at work, specifically while he was working on the line. How his calloused hands worked meticulously as he stacked various burger toppings, the veins in his hands becoming more prominent in the heated environment. How he always seemed to bite his bottom lip into his mouth when he was focused on a task at hand. The stray baby hairs that wouldn’t stay tied back shifting in front of his face in the breeze from the fan hanging from the wall. She couldn’t possibly…
“And the giggling, Syd- God, the giggling! He is definitely not that funny.” Sam turned his body around so he was sitting upright on the sofa, his face a rosy shade of pink from the head rush.
“Shut up,” she focused her eyes back on her friend. “You’re just saying that ‘cause he’s your brother.”
“And why exactly are you defending him?”
“Because he’s not here to defend himself?” Her reply came out in the form of a question.
“Or…” Sam paused and smirked. “You like him.”
“I don’t!” She defended. “Not like that.”
Syd’s mind briefly replayed images of Jake on the line at work. It morphed into how he looked the other night when she went over to his place, with his hair damp from a shower, wearing crumpled, yet comfortable clothes. It brought her back to that night in the pillow fort and how sweet he was, opening himself up to her, trusting her with his cherished memories. She remembered that night after Green’s when she was throwing up in her bathroom and he was there to take care of her, despite how embarrassing it was. Then, she thought of that very first night when she had gotten into the fight with Josh and how Jake was there to console her.
He had kept every promise he had made to take care of things. He was tender with her, as if she were the most precious thing in the world. His eyes lit up each and every time they spoke, almost like she held the power to hang the moon in the sky at night.
She couldn’t deny it; when she was around him, she was in a near-constant state of bliss. She knew he didn’t expect anything from her, and valued her presence regardless if they spent their time talking or not. She found herself drawn to him in curious ways, ways she hadn’t been interested in anyone else before.
“Okay,” Syd sighed, knowing her next words were going to boost her friend’s ego and let him know he had been right all along. “Maybe a little.”
Sam smirked at her, pleased with her confession. “A lot more than ‘a little’, but I’m at least glad you admitted it.”
“Did you really call just to ask me that?”
“No. I called because I was bored and curious about what my best friend was doing.” Sam looked down at his lap and smiled to himself. “Her confessing her undying love for my brother just made it much more entertaining.”
“Oh, will you stop that?” Syd laughed out in a huff. “Do not say anything to him.”
“I won’t, but you never answered me.”
“Sam-”
“What happened that night? I want all the details unless it’s gross.”
“I thought you wanted to know if he was a bad kisser?”
“You got me there,” Sam chuckled. “Now spill.”
And she did. She told Sam everything about that night. All the small and big gestures. Everything Jake had planned, everything he had gone out of his way to do for her. Every time they touched, every conversation they shared.
As she talked, she found herself rambling about various details. Some that wouldn’t normally matter to others but made her extremely giddy. She noticed her heart race at some points of the retelling, and she noticed it skip beats at other portions.
If it hadn’t been obvious to herself or others before, it was now.
She had fallen for Jake, and there was no denying that.
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Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
The sound of the wall clock in the diner sounded obnoxiously loud today. The clicking noise seemed to grow louder with each passing minute, loud enough to resonate over the music playing on the speakers. It didn’t help that Syd was staring at the device like it was some sort of strange treasure. As she stood propped against the serving counter, she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the clock. Not like she had any reason to anyway.
The diner was extremely slow tonight, as it was most Monday nights. The only people she had in her section were a few regulars that knew to call her when they needed something. Otherwise, she spent her time at the window, her head resting in her hands and elbows propped on the counter. She either watched Josh and Jake complete the few orders that came in or watch the clock tick away the hours they had spent at work.
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
It could easily put her to sleep. After her call with Sam ended yesterday, she hadn’t slept much, far too preoccupied with her newfound feelings for her friend and coworker. She thought about how she’d tell him, if she ever got the nerve to, and how he’d react. She thought of that night they had spent together, and how different it might’ve been if she would’ve just admitted her attraction sooner than she had. She especially thought about getting to see him today, and how different it would be to be in his presence again now that she knew she garnered more than platonic admiration for him.
She stayed up wondering if his quirks would stand out more to her, or if she’d act differently around him. Maybe he’d seem to glow more when she saw him like in those cheesy romance movies. She was excited to see what would happen when she got to work, eager to see Jake once more, no matter the context.
But when she got to the diner, she found that the only thing that changed was how often she tried to sneak glances at him. Not much seemed different, and she began to believe that the movies definitely exaggerated what it felt like to have a crush on someone.
Or maybe nothing seemed different because there had always been ‘feelings’ for Jake, hidden deep down somewhere in her resolve. Maybe there wasn’t a significant change because there had never been a time in which he hadn’t been shining, catching her attention.
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
The clock drew her focus out of her own mind and back to the rhythmic ticking of the kitchen’s clock. She felt hypnotized, and she almost gave in to her sleepy urges to fall asleep against the cold metal.
“Y’know, you could ask for its number,” she heard Jake’s voice whisper to her.
“What- huh?” Syd stammered over her words as she snapped back to the present. Jake was leaning against the counter on the other side with a grin on his face. With the way he was positioned, head resting against his fist, legs crossed in his standing spot, he seemed to have been standing there for a while.
“The clock,” he clarified his jesting. “You’re staring at it like you want its number or something. You could just ask.” His joke made her realize just how foolish she probably looked, and she felt her cheeks pinken.
In retaliation, she nudged his arm out from under him, making them both laugh loud enough for her to forget about the noise she had been so focused on in the first place.
“Don’t you have food to cook or something?” She quipped, grabbing a napkin to clean a smudge of grease she had spotted on Jake’s arm. He smiled down at her while she wiped the skin.
“If you had any tables to wait, then yeah maybe I would have food to cook,” he responded as he nodded to the only table in her section that had been full at the time. The group that had been sitting there was gathering their belongings and to-go boxes and shuffling out of the booth they had occupied.
Syd saw a couple of bills under a few of the empty plates and smiled, thankful for a tip on such a slow day. She voiced her gratitude from the window, telling the group to come back soon.
“You not gonna go clean that up?” Jake muttered beside her low enough that only she could hear. It was loud enough to hear the smirk that seemed to have stained his face today.
She rolled her eyes but soon returned her gaze to the group slowly making their way to the door. “In a minute I will. Can I not wait until after they are out of the building?”
He shrugged and began wiping the steel top of the counter in hopes to seem busy. “I’m just trying to give you something to do other than flirt with the clock so it’ll move faster.”
Once she saw the door close behind the group, she pushed off of the counter to turn to Jake with squinted eyes and feigned accusation. For a moment, she let herself watch him clean the steel, admiring the way his hand gripped the towel and how his arm looked as it stretched to reach all of the surface. She didn’t allow her ogling to carry on too long, though, before she grabbed the rag from him and yanked, stealing it from him to keep at the customer’s table for when she was ready.
She heard Jake chuckle and huff a short “Hey!” to her, which made her giggle softly to herself as she walked towards the empty table. She had just set the rag down and grabbed the tip money to put in her apron when she felt a hand grace the small of her back.
“Stealing isn’t nice, Slip,” Jake cooed, reaching around her with his other hand to grab the towel she had taken from him. He propped against the table once the rag was back in his possession.
His complaining, as well as the physical contact, made her giggle while she folded the bills and slipped them into her pocket. “Yes, but sharing is caring. Didn’t your mother ever teach you that?” Her quip made him chuckle as she began stacking plates and gathering the cups. “Plus, I’ll need that in a second.”
“How about you let me help you with this table? I can wipe it once it’s cleared,” Jake offered with a smile.
His suggestion made her blush, but she stayed focused on arranging the glassware to make it easier to carry. “You have food to make,” she reminded.
It wasn’t until then that he raised his hand from her back, making a grand gesture to the empty diner. “Ah, yes. I must cook for all of our lovely guests!”
She finally looked up at him as she stilled her movements, unable to bite back a giggle from his exaggerative nature. He beamed a satisfied grin at her before reaching for the array of half-full cups in front of her.
“I’ll be right back.” And with that, he disappeared with the cups to put them away.
Syd shook her head at him before shamelessly watching him walk away, trying to take any moment possible to look at him. However, her gaze stopped at the serving window once she noticed a pair of eyes staring back at her.
Josh had a forlorn appearance on his features as they looked at one another. She tried to smile and wave at him, but her efforts failed to cease his look of defeat. He didn’t budge, barely even blinking in response to her. She then tilted her head at him, asking the silent question of “what’s wrong?” since she couldn’t speak loud enough without the entire diner hearing. He still didn’t reply, but he did glance at Jake as he entered the kitchen to set the cups down near the dishwasher.
She looked at Jake to see if there were any remnants of a sibling quarrel between the twins. If he had the same expression of irritation or displeasure, Josh’s demeanor would be explained by the assumption that the two had gotten into a disagreement of sorts. Jake, however, still had the same smile as he had been wearing since he woke her out of her daze.
By the time she tore her eyes from the youngest of the two, Josh had already turned away from her, busying himself in the kitchen with another simple task while they waited on customers to cook for. The interaction left her confused and slightly worried about him.
Jake came back shortly, wearing the same smile and holding a large black utensil bin. He set the bin down in one of the booths.
“Thought this might help a bit,” he said, taking over the job of stacking plates.
“Yeah, thanks.” She began gathering the silverware and placing it in its designated spot, glancing over her shoulder before continuing. “Have you talked to Josh much today?”
He raised an eyebrow at her. “I mean, yeah a little bit. What’s up?”
“Does something seem off to you?”
“Like what?”
She shrugged. “I’m not sure. I just remember you saying something about being twins and how you could sense those kinds of things. Was just curious if you could sense something now.”
Jake pondered your statement a bit, looking for anything unusual in his brother’s behavior that would support the idea of something being wrong. He had been fairly quiet for the majority of the day, but Jake had only assumed it was because of the slow day of work.
He shook his head. “I don’t really know what it could be. I’ll ask him after I finish helping you, if you’d like me to.”
“No, are you kidding?” She scoffed. “You’re the one that has to stand by him for the rest of the night. Don’t make it awkward for yourself. I’ll talk to him sometime.”
He held his hands up defensively and laughed. “Yes, ma’am. Understood,” he sneered, grabbing the stack of plates he had spent so much time straightening. “I’ll be back for the bin in just a second.” He was already moving towards the kitchen by the time she called out to him, cutting her protests off with a smirk and mouthing ‘I’ve got it’ before disappearing again.
She shook her head and looked at the full bin of utensils. It was the last thing that needed to be taken away before she could wipe the table down and prepare it for any other straggling customers that decided to show up. She tossed the towel aside, giving into her stubborn urges and following in Jake’s footsteps to the kitchen and carrying the bin on her side.
When Syd entered the kitchen again, Jake had his back turned to her while he was loading the plates into the dishwasher. Josh looked up from his task of sharpening knives as she walked past him and shot him a smile, which he forced himself to return. Once she passed, he quickly broke eye contact and refocused his attention on gliding the blade methodically against the whetstone.
With a loud thud, she set the bin on the counter beside Jake, startling him enough to make him jump slightly. She giggled at him.
“Here you go, sir!” She announced, a prideful grin on her face while she crossed her arms over her chest.
Jake chuckled at her defiance. “I told you I was coming back for that.” He paused his task, turning to her to look down at her form.
She blushed at how close he had gotten, but she puffed out her chest to remain as collected as she was trying to come across. “Yep, and I brought it to you anyways.”
“You’re a little stubborn, don’t you think?”
She smirked. “Makes two of us.” The exaggerated confidence was working, adding to the urge to take her boldness a step forward. To punctuate her sentence, she lifted onto her tiptoes and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. She thought she felt one of his hands position itself on her waist lightly, and she heard Jake chuckle as she pulled away.
What she also heard, however, was Josh shuffling out of the kitchen abruptly. He had tossed his apron on the counter, away from any hazards but definitely not where it was supposed to go. Through the service window, she saw him mumble something to Sam before walking out the front door of the diner.
Syd assumed Josh went to go take his break, but his sudden movement had strengthened her previous concern for him. Now she knew something was wrong.
She turned back to Jake, who still had his hand holding onto her waist, and raised an eyebrow at him.
“Let me go check on him,” Jake said softly, squeezing her side.
She shook her head and grabbed his hand. “No, I got it. You’ve gotta man the grill, remember?”
Jake nodded and gave her a weak smile, appreciative of her concern for his twin, but a little disappointed that she was leaving his side.
She heard Jake sigh as their fingers disconnected, but she hurried out of the kitchen before he could complain too much. She grabbed the towel on the table she had started clearing off, trying to rush the process of wiping it down so she could find Josh.
“Busy day, huh?” Sam had meandered to her side after checking on his occupied tables. He propped himself coolly on the table she was wiping.
“Yeah,” she answered absentmindedly. “Did you see where Josh went?”
“He’s on break-“
“Yeah, but where?” She interrupted, nudging his hand off the table so she could keep wiping.
Sam looked at her with a puzzled expression, sensing the rush she was in and questioning her urgency. “Probably outside in his car? Why-“
“Great, I’m going on break. Keep an eye on my section, please.”
Before he could respond, she handed Sam the rag she was using to clean and hurried outside, forgoing the task of removing her apron.
She spotted his car as soon as she stepped outside into the crisp spring air. A slight breeze caused a few stray strands of hair to sweep across her neck and face, but she tried to tuck them back in place while she walked to the vehicle.
He was facing away from her, towards the sun that was slowly setting, but she could see Josh wipe his hands across his face through the side view mirror. After removing his hands, he glanced at her form approaching and rolled the window down.
“You on break?” Syd called out to him while she neared the window, already knowing the answer.
Josh nodded, barely visible to her but noticeable enough to serve as an answer. “Are you?”
His usual boisterous tone was much softer as he asked the question, and the pitch cracked as if he hesitated to speak altogether. His body language still seemed shut off, but his shoulders seemed to loosen at the sight of Syd.
“Yeah, can I sit with you?”
Without receiving a verbal answer, Syd heard the doors unlock as Josh began to roll up his window. She tried to take cool and steady steps around to the passenger side, careful not to look as nervous as she felt about talking to Josh.
As she climbed into the seat beside him, she searched for the words she’d say to start a much more personal conversation than she had ever had with Josh. Once she sat and shut the door, she said the first thing that came to mind.
“How’s it going?” She had been going for simplicity. An easy question to break the ice and possibly make some progress in the right direction. But upon saying such a simple and silly question, she mentally kicked herself for sounding how dumb she felt inside.
Josh huffs a laugh at the question, but it was obvious that he found more irony than humor in the query. “Fine, I guess.”
“You guess?”
Instead of taking the bait and elaborating on his vague statement, he quickly changed the subject. “How has your section been?”
She frowned at his avoidance, but she hadn’t expected anything different. To prevent further evasion, she asked the question outright. “Are you okay?”
Yet again, he meanders away from the conversation. “It’s a slow day, isn’t it?”
“Did something happen between you and Jake?”
It wasn’t necessarily a strange question, as it had happened plenty of times in the past. Small disagreements that led to one or both parties appearing low-spirited while they worked until they inevitably made up.
“What do you mean?” He asks, voice almost monotone. He continues to look straight ahead at the orange sky upon the horizon, giving Syd even more evidence to build her point.
She sighed before she started, and she hoped she didn’t sound as if she was patronizing. “You seem… off? Quiet, closed off, avoidant, I dunno.”
Josh looked down, embarrassed at how he had shown his emotions and how her awareness made him feel. “I’m sorry.”
“No! Don’t be sorry. I just… I’m worried about you,” she admitted. She wasn’t entirely sure why his frown and broken character affected her so much, but she wrote it off. Everyone would feel a pang in their chest and drop in their stomach at the sight of an upset friend, right? “What happened?”
He shrugged and shook his head, but still refused to look back up at Syd. “Nothing important. It’s okay.”
“It’s not okay if you’re upset about it.” She placed her hand on top of his, interlacing her fingers with his and causing him to finally make eye contact with her. “You know I care about you, right?”
“I guess-“
She squeezed his hand and interrupted his doubting. “Josh, I need you to know that I do. Not maybe. Not ‘I guess’… I care about you. A lot.”
“I care about you, too.” It was far from the whole truth, but it was enough for him to feel a small release of tension. He wished he could say more. He wished he could explain that he was beginning to feel stronger emotions for her. He wished he could explain how seeing her kiss Jake’s cheek made him feel.
Meanwhile, Syd wished she knew why seeing him in such a state made her ache as much as it did.
“I won’t pry, but if you want to talk about it, I’m here. Otherwise, I’m just gonna have to figure out how to bring that pretty smile back.” She nudged his arm with hers, shooting a smile in hopes of bringing one to his lips.
Josh grinned bashfully. “Pretty?”
“The prettiest.” She was happy to see that she had helped appease the negative mood he had been in. She relished in the tender moment between them but soon returned to sincerity, hoping she was getting her point across. “I mean it though. If you need anything, come to me. Please?”
He nodded, still looking down at their intertwined hands. “Okay. I’m sorry.”
“Hey,” Syd squeezed his hand again, a gesture that made him look back up to her. “Stop apologizing. I’m glad you opened up to me a little. I’m happy that you trust me enough to express yourself with me.”
Little did she know, he’d trust her with anything at this point. He’d even trust her with his life if he had to. She had been nothing but kind to him, even in his worst moments, and even when he wasn’t the nicest to her. She was selfless, almost to the point where she dismissed her own feelings and attributes. Josh wished he could show her everything she deserved in this world.
She let go of his hand with one last squeeze and continued to sit in comfortable silence for a moment longer. She took in the coral hues in the setting before them, basking in the feeling of seeing such a beautiful sight with Josh. It made her think of their time at what she had donned as ‘His Spot’. Watching nature unfold had always made Syd feel content, but there was something about witnessing it with Josh by her side that made her feel giddy inside. Maybe that’s why she felt the need to go to His Spot on her day off. Maybe she wanted to have the illusion of his company when she wasn’t able to have the real thing.
“You’ll never guess where I went yesterday,” she started, smiling at the memory and laughing at the image of her slipping on the wet rocks and landscape.
Josh seemed to be able to read her mind almost, immediately knowing the place in question. He beamed at her and skipped over the step of ‘guessing’ when he responded. “Yeah? Why’d ya go there?”
She chuckled and shrugged. “Told you I wanted to go back. It’s really pretty there.”
“You should’ve told me, I would’ve met you. We could’ve gone together.”
“I didn’t wanna bother you. Especially on a Sunday.”
She wasn’t looking at him, but she knew he rolled his eyes at her. His smile was sincere but disapproving. He hesitated in responding, scared that she’d figure him out if he said what was truly on his mind. He continued nonetheless. “You’ll never bother me.”
She found herself blushing at the statement, and she turned her head to hide her smiling face, acting as if she was just overly interested in the car parked beside Josh’s. She wasn’t sure if she was overjoyed at the fact that he wanted to spend more time with her, or if she was just pleased with how much their relationship had progressed up to this point. Once upon a time, she couldn’t have imagined talking to Josh when she wasn’t required to, much less sitting in his car during their break.
Syd heard a buzzing sound- Josh’s phone vibrating in his pocket. She turned to him and watched him shuffle to retrieve it.
“My break’s over,” he said with a sigh, moving to open his door. She could see - and hear - the downcast mood return to his spirit. “You can sit in here if you want, but I’ll see you when you get back inside.”
“That means mine is over, too, then.” She called out to him and quickly got out of the car. She hoped he wouldn’t have gone too far by the time she made her way around the vehicle, and to her delight, she found that he had paused in his tracks. He was waiting for her at the edge of his car.
“Did you… take your break because of me?” He seemed nervous in asking, and Syd wasn’t quite sure why, but she was just as nervous in her response.
She walked to him, nodding meekly as she got closer. She was expecting to continue their travel back inside the diner, but Josh didn’t move, choosing to stand in front of her and look down at her form.
“Why?”
A sweet giggle left her lips. “I told you I was worried about you, dummy.”
The jesting tone and nickname made him let out a chuckle that matched hers. He felt his heart lurch at the sight of her looking up at him with her sparkling emerald eyes, and he wanted nothing more than to close the distance between them with a kiss. Instead, in a spur-of-the-moment decision, he snaked his arms around her waist and pulled her in for a hug, tucking his head into the crook of her neck and breathing her in.
Josh’s gesture was unexpected, but Syd still wrapped her arms around his neck and sighed into the embrace.
“Thank you,” Josh whispered into her hair, his breath tickling her skin. “I appreciate you checking on me.”
Inside the diner, Jake had been helping Sam with odd and end tasks in his section. He was bringing more sugar packets to one of the tables when he spotted his twin and Syd outside, having to do a double take to fully see the interaction.
As they pulled away, he saw her fingers trail Josh’s arms all the way down to his hands, grabbing them into her own. Although they had detached from each other’s arms, their proximity was still extremely close to one another.
Jake noticed and recognized the way his brother was looking at Syd. It was the same way that he looked at her, and he immediately began to feel uneasy from the sight. Especially when he noticed that she was returning the smile with the same sweet grin Jake had hoped was reserved for him only.
He was glad to see Josh in such a better mood, and he was glad that she was successful in changing that mood, but he couldn’t help but wonder what all happened during their time away from everyone else. He had no right to feel the jealousy that was beginning to run hot in his veins, but his racing mind was fueling the fire within.
“Stop torturing yourself.”
Jake’s head snapped over to Sam. He was still working on clearing and sanitizing tables, but he was glaring at Jake with a raised eyebrow.
“H-huh?” Jake stammered, caught off guard from his brother’s interruption.
Sam rolled his eyes. “Just get over here and help me.”
He took one last look at the pair outside the diner, hoping they had detached by now, but seeing they hadn’t moved much at all. They were still gazing longingly at one another, and Jake had to tear his eyes away in order to move from the window.
The youngest Kiszka shook his head, mumbling under his breath, “God, you’re so dense.”
Jake tilted his head as he put the sugar packets away. “What do you mean?”
Sam looked up with a disappointed frown, shooting a look at where Josh and Syd had been just moments before. His frown turned to a smile that Jake couldn’t quite recognize, but he soon understood the change in expression once he heard the sound of the diner doors opening and closing.
“‘Bout time you came back,” Sam called out to Syd.
Jake turned around, hoping to not see a trace of what he imagined could’ve happened in Josh’s car. Instead, he saw a smiling Syd right before he locked eyes with Josh on her heels. They were no longer holding hands, which brought a sense of selfish relief to Jake, but they were still close to one another. Josh didn’t look as sad anymore, but he seemed to have a tense overtone in his demeanor once he caught his twin’s gaze.
“I came in five minutes before my break was over,” Syd spat back at Sam playfully before she began working on rolling silverware since all patrons had left the diner.
Her laughter almost made Jake forget about his worries, but seeing Josh quickly return to the kitchen - as if he were avoiding confrontation - caused him to still feel apprehensive about the exchange.
He hadn’t seen that look in Josh’s eyes since they were kids, falling in love with peers from immature infatuation. As they grew older, he had always been the one to steer clear of domestication, seemingly uninterested in the idea of dating and avoiding most that pursued him. Now, however, that all seemed different. Jake could see that familiar glint in his twin’s eyes, and he admitted that he was unsure of how he felt about it.
On one hand, he was happy that Josh had begun to feel such a way for Syd. He couldn’t blame him, and he would rather his brother be with someone as gentle and kind as she was. Syd would be good for him.
On the other hand, however, he felt a hint of disdain for Josh and his obvious attraction. He hadn’t gone as far as to admit his feelings for Syd, but Jake had assumed that he wouldn’t need to anytime soon. He didn’t want to rush things with her, but now he felt as if he had limited time to do so, especially by the way she had been looking back at Josh.
He needed her to know how he felt. He needed her to understand his worrying and be the one to relieve it. She needed to know that he would do whatever it took to call her his.
Sam noticed how his brother had paused almost all movements, save for an anxious flicking at the paper sugar packet still left in his hand.
“So,” Sam began, approaching Jake enough to take the packet from him and place it in its designated area. There was a pointed nature behind the singular syllable and his movements. “I’ve been thinking it's been a little tense around here lately-“
“Sam-“ Jake huffed, leaning against the table Syd had sat at.
“-And I’ve been wanting us all to get together again anyway, so I was thinking about having a party of sorts? At my place?”
“A party?”
“A party sounds awesome!” Syd was practically buzzing at the proposition. It was unlike her to be excited to get out of the house, especially when strangers would be involved, but finally being comfortable with all of the brothers made her eager to spend as much time as she could with them all.
Sam and Jake both surveyed her with raised eyebrows and skeptical looks, Jake more so than his brother.
“You want a party?” Sam asked. Of all of the years he has known Syd, she had never been the type to party. Going out with everyone to Green’s had already been a step for her. He fully expected her to be apprehensive about the idea, not Jake.
“I think it’d be fun.” She looked up at Jake, noticing his discomfort. “Don’t you?”
He shrugged and sat across from her. He didn’t respond, but she could sense that he wasn’t exactly thrilled about Sam’s idea. She just didn’t understand why.
“It’ll be like Green’s,” she mumbled to him, nudging him with the silverware she had in her hands. She knew the memory was as fond to him as it was to her. “But maybe this time I won’t drink as much.”
That was enough to make him chuckle. “Yeah, I guess so.”
Syd smiled at him, glad to see a little bit of a change of heart. She hooked her pinky around Jake’s, a small gesture that she hoped would ease whatever was bothering him. She glanced back up at Sam.
“So when are we havin’ this thing?”
>>>part 8
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