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Afternoon classes have ended. Students are currently tidying up their tables, placing back the assortment of supplies into their bag. Some linger around discussing plans to hang out before going home. This includes Gepard. The student council will not be having a meeting today so, of course, his boyfriend will be taking advantage of that to invite him on a date.
Sampo has been his boyfriend for weeks now but Gepard still feels his heart skip a beat whenever the chance to go on a date comes up. Truth be told, there are a lot of things in their relationship that flusters him so. He had gotten better at taking compliments but there are times when Sampo magically knows where the light shines most and reflects it with his eyes saying the most absurdly cheesy lines with his heartstopping smile…Gepard inevitably combusts at those times.
Sometimes it's not Sampo who causes his sudden arrhythmia yet relevant to him. Ever since they got together in a relationship, the entire student body and faculty have observed Sampo's inspiring change in conduct. He was causing trouble less and showing improvement on his studies more. This observation is partnered with the new-found intimate closeness of the couple. The teasing of their friends had fanned the flames of the rumors regarding the true nature of their relationship, inevitably outing them literally to the entire school. None of them minded that much–Gepard minded a bit. It was all because of the sudden bouts of blushing whenever a schoolmate refers to him as 'Sampo's boyfriend'. Or interchangeably, when they refer to Sampo as 'Gepard's boyfriend'.
No warnings would be issued, it would always happen when he least expects it. A classmate would ask of their next schedule and somebody would answer ' I don't know, let's ask Sampo's boyfriend, he'd know for sure.' Gepard had a hunch at that time that he was being teased. Despite the redness of his face, he wasn't annoyed by it.
What made him certain that this was all a deliberate ploy was when a classmate would ask of his whereabouts and one of them would say, 'I don't know, let's ask Gepard's boyfriend, he'd know for sure.' Gepard was obviously within their peripheral vision and close enough to overhear their conversation. Sampo was nearby too and also heard of the comment even prior to him getting pulled into the circle. Gepard looks up to see Sampo's reaction and was a bit surprised to see the other sporting a similar blush to his own. Sampo turned to him then, when their eyes met, Gepard's body temperature had reached new extremes he could practically feel steam rising off him. The group surrounding them had burst into fits of giggles, fondly making fun of their twin embarrassment.
It was reassuring for Gepard to know that Sampo was in the same boat with him. When Gepard tells him so, Sampo had a cheesy reply at the ready: ' of course, Geppie! A couple can't be called a couple if there's only one person in the boat.' Gepard had learned that dating Sampo means he'd get to hear such lines every now and then. He'd refuse to admit it to anybody else but he absolutely loves it.
Okay, maybe he'd admit it to his sisters, only after a series of pleading that would eventually escalate to Serval pinching his cheeks along with Lynx who would tickle him until his defeat. Gepard is conflicted on his feelings about this. He's uncertain on whether he should be glad they're having another cause of a bonding moment in the form of gushing about his relationship or worry about the state of his health under the alarming exposure to high pitched squeals and the rapid multiplication to the quantity of slaps his shoulders had been receiving. Moreover, the accumulation of head ruffles that Serval was bestowing upon him had him growing concerned about premature hair loss. What's more, the number of times Serval had stated 'Our Geppie is growing up now' had led him to ponder on how much more he could grow up.
However, when Gepard had voiced these thoughts he was having, Serval laughed at him pointing out that he was catching Sampo's dramatics. She loves that for him.
When Gepard had told Sampo about this talk with his sister, Sampo, for reasons unknown, was nearly crying as he hugged him tightly muttering how proud he was of Gepard. Gepard was oblivious to the reason and could only say his gratitudes in confusion before he was distracted by Sampo's whisper of ' I really like you.' All thoughts evaporated as he felt warm lips landing on his own.
"How I wish you're thinking of your handsome boyfriend if you're choosing to ignore me."
Sampo's brightly smiling face welcomed him back from his daydream. Sampo is cupping his own face with both hands, his elbows resting atop Gepard's table as he kneels on the floor, blinking up at him, "You sure are narcissistic, Sampo."
He grinned widely, closing in on Gepard, cheerily replying, "So…you're not denying that you were thinking of your boyfriend?"
Gepard opted out of responding to that.
"And that you find your boyfriend handsome?"
Gepard slumps his head on his table to hide his hundred percent tomato-resembling face, letting Sampo add this to his countless victories.
He hears Sampo take a seat on the neighboring chair dragging it closer to his. A hand holds his own and another prompts him to lift his head.
When Gepard raised his head, a kiss on his nose greeted him. "I'm sure your boyfriend finds you handsome as well, Geppie."
"Ugh, I didn't come here to be an audience to your flirting!" Pela announces her presence by way of airing out her complaints.
She was standing in front of them, arms crossed over her chest, mild repulsion coloring her face. Gepard notices that most of their classmates have already exited the room, thank heavens for that.
"How rude you are, young lady!" Sampo unabashedly flaunts their intertwined hands saying, "You should be honored to be a witness to the greatest romance of the century!"
Pela rolls her eyes; Gepard closes his, facepalming. Sampo pouts at the lackluster feedback he receives. Gepard pulls their hands down further under the table to hide it from Pela's view even though it's for naught as she follows the movement with eyes full of judgment.
Gepard feels shy at the attention. Sampo relishes at Gepard's indulgence with his public display of affection. Pela is rethinking her decisions in life.
"Aeons, you're made for each other," she realizes too late that it was the wrong thing to say as this spurs on Sampo to act more obnoxiously.
Sampo kisses Gepard on his cheek, "Oh my, you think so too, Pela? How about you, Geppie? Do you agree? Do you concur to the decree of fate such as our paths were woven as one, our encounter preordained–"
" Aeons!" she shrieks in unison to Gepard covering Sampo's mouth with his free hand to shut his annoying boyfriend's theatrics.
Gepards clears his throat, "Pela, what brought you here anyways?"
"Yeah! We lovers can't go on a date with a thirdwheel interrupting us."
Pela was not one for violence. Especially as it was unbecoming for a member of the student council to act as such. But her patience was at her limits, she almost successfully landed a hit on Sampo's head had it not been for his fast reflexes plus Gepard's hand blocking her attack.
She huffs in frustration at the effective tag team. Sampo raises a hand gesturing for a high-five. Pela gasps, affronted, as Gepard rewards his boyfriend with his sought-out high five.
The betrayal!
"Geppie!" she can't help but cry out in indignation. Though, she's not really that offended. Mostly, because Gepard's clearly joking, chuckling cutely even at her expense. She's the best friend, alright.
"I just wanted to invite you to watch band practice. I was passing here on my way but had I known you guys were gonna be insufferable I would've just sent a text. Hmph, see you or whatever." She was already walking away, waving goodbye with her back on the two. It must've been a cool sight.
Sampo readjusts his hold on Gepard's hand, pulling it so that it rests on his thigh. "What do you say, love of my life?"
Gepard gives a tiny nod his way mumbling an okay and a much quieter whisper of the same endearment he had used.
Sampo feels himself ascend.