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Shadow Milk groaned loudly when he realized who he was working with.
Pure Vanilla Cookie? Seriously?
Out of everyone in this damn school, he managed to get him?
He was definitely being fucked with.
“Now I’m forced to go to his fucking house today after school, and it’s all because of my bitch ass teacher!”
He practically whined that out as he double checked his eyeliner in the bathroom mirror.
“Maybe it’s because you’re both the top of your class right now.”
“I don’t need fucking logic right now, Sugar. Ugh, god, you’re such a little cunt.”
“Well aren’t you a delight right now,” Eternal Sugar muttered while glaring at him.
He just smirked at her in response.
“But for someone who’s so annoyed about going to this guy’s house, you are checking your make up a lot.”
Shadow Milk scoffed and rolled his eyes.
“Because I have a goddamn reputation. And I would never be in love with a blonde.”
“Keep telling yourself that.”
He ignored her comment. He snatched one of her hair ties and began putting his hair up in a ponytail.
“You always mess with your hair before going on dates.”
“Fuck off.”
Shadow Milk stomped out the bathroom, promptly ignoring the blush that dared to start creeping up his cheeks.
“Stupid bitch…”
He walks out the school and gets into his car.
Pure Vanilla texted (yes, he was unfortunately forced to get his number) him the address about and hour ago so he pulled it up and started driving.
Maybe he could just make Pure Vanilla do all the work and go home and watch a musical or something.
He wanted to do literally anything else than spend time with that goddamn ray of sunshine.
It pissed him off.
How can a person be this bright? It has to be an act, no one is born that cheerful.
The drive wasn’t long.
He actually got there much quicker than expected. Which means it’s time for him to face this stupid sun…
He slipped his hands off the steering wheel. They were really sweaty for some reason
Probably just the heat. Yeah that was it.
He sighed, getting out of his car and walking up to the front door.
All he needs to do is knock and get this over with! Easy Peasy
…
Ahem. Uh, he just needs to knock on the door and…
His heart felt like in it was in his fucking ass. Okay. Gosh. Why was he so nervous??
It’s just a stupid study date— wait! Nope! It’s not even a date! What is he saying?
He shook his head before knocking on the door.
Shadow Milk could hear a voice from the other side. A voice that was annoyingly familiar to him.
The door opened and— oh fuck.
Maybe he was into blondes. Like, really really into blondes.
Pure Vanilla looked different today.
Half of his short hair was pulled into a small tiny ponytail so his hair wasn’t in his face. He had on his stupid huge circular black glasses instead of his usual contacts.
And he was wearing his regular ugly pale yellow cardigan with a white button up underneath that wasn’t fully buttoned up and— oh god.
“Ah— Hello Shadow Milk! How are you?”
Shadow Milk stared (stupidly) at the shorter man for a moment before snapping out of his trance.
“Wh- I- Uh— I-I’m here for our project…”
WHY IS HE STUTTERING?!
“Welcome. Come on in— ah, take your shoes off please.”
Shadow Milk kicked his shoes off, trying to calm himself down mentally.
Pure Vanilla isn’t even that cute. Sure his hair style was currently doing things to Shadow Milk that he was far too ashamed to admit, but that doesn’t mean he’s the cutest guy in the world.
Pure Vanilla’s glasses slipped slightly down, resting near the middle of his nose.
Okay. He’s definitely the cutest guy in the world.
“We can go up to my room if you’d like.”
Shadow Milk might just explode.
“Your… Your room?”
“Yeah! Is… Is that okay—?”
“YES. Let’s go.”
Pure Vanilla gave him a confused smile before leading Shadow Milk upstairs.
The latter was on the verge of breaking.
He had clearly underestimated this entire situation. He was gonna end up doing something stupid…
The two of them walked up the stairs and into Pure Vanilla’s room.
“Hm. Real cozy in here.”
“Aha— T-Thank you! I had to organize it a bit before you got here.”
“So you cleaned up your room for me?”
Pure Vanilla turned an absolute wonderful shade of red as he glanced away, searching the room for an answer.
Shadow Milk was going to memorize that face for the rest of his life.
“U-Um! Yes? I-I thought it’d be the polite thing to do..?”
He really wanted to snap a photo of the flustered mess standing before him, but that’d be weird.
And because Shadow Milk’s palms are too sweaty for him to be secretive about it.
He took a mental picture of the blonde for now and sat down on the bed.
Pure Vanilla said next to him. Way too close in fact. Their shoulders were lightly grazing each other.
“Ahem- anyways, you brought your laptop, right?”
Fuckkk. He was so distracted earlier that he completely forgot to bring his backpack with him!
What the hell has Shadow Milk turned into?
It wasn’t even his fault anyway. Sugar was just being overly weird about his (nonexistent) relationship with Pure Vanilla and distracted him.
He should really just kick her ass one of these days.
“…I did not.”
“Did you bring a notebook?”
Shadow Milk, lie.
“…I don’t have my bag.”
FUCK.
“Oh. That’s okay! We can share.”
Pure Vanilla took out his laptop and moved closer to Shadow Milk so he could see the screen.
Shadow Milk could smell the blonde’s shampoo from his hair. It was different than usual.
“Did you change your shampoo?”
WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU SAY THAT???
Pure Vanilla paused. He slowly looked up at Shadow Milk, his face growing pink again.”
“Um… yes. You can smell it?”
“Mhm. Is it… blueberries?”
Pure Vanilla’s face turned to that beautiful shade of ruby red once again. He was really easy to fluster. It was turning Shadow Milk on a bit.
“Y-Yeah! I uh— I ran out the other day and I saw a blueberry flavored one at the store because I always see you eating blueberries at lunch…”
What the fuck.
Jesus christ— Shadow Milk knew he was charming but no one’s ever bought a whole goddamn shampoo bottle just because he eats blueberries.
This blonde is insane.
Pure Vanilla probably realized how weird he just sounded because he focused all his attention onto his laptop, trying to ignore the awkwardness.
Shadow Milk felt like he was going to implode.
Why was he so fucking weird today? What happened to his charming personality that seemingly vanished the moment he set foot into this house?
He didn’t need to be this weird. He’s fucking Shadow Milk.
People get flustered just by looking at him. Pure Vanilla is already falling into that standard. Shadow Milk just can’t make it obvious the same thing was happening to him.
That was a bit difficult considering how close Pure Vanilla was right now—
Nope. Nada. No.
He is going to get his frickin’ act together, fluster the hell out of this stupid blonde, and finish the damn assignment.
Shadow Milk took a deep breath before leaning his head against Pure Vanilla’s.
A smirk fell on his face when he felt Pure Vanilla begin to shake.
“So Vanilly, what do we have to do?”
Pure Vanilla inhaled sharply before responding. “W-We have to find three to five websites about our topic and then determine if they support our positive or negative view on it. This case being negative for us…”
Shadow Milk let out a hum. He wrapped his arms around Pure Vanilla’s waist while keeping his eyes on the screen.
Another bonus about flustering the shortie was that Shadow Milk gets to fulfill his own greedy romantic desires towards him.
He’ll work on self control another time.
The blonde tensed up completely under the taller man’s grasp, struggling to respond.
“I-I— so… uh… W-We should probably look for our articles now, huh?”
“We? As in, you and me?”
Shadow Milk resisted the urge to smirk when Pure Vanilla turned his head to look at him.
“Um.. yeah? Who else?”
Shadow Milk sighed, squeezing Pure Vanilla’s waist and smiling at the squeak the blonde let out.
“Well, I figured that you could do the work and I could offer moral support.”
“S-Shadow Milk that wouldn’t be fair. What moral support would you even be-”
Shadow Milk started rearranging their positions. He moved himself to sit behind Pure Vanilla and positioned the blonde in between his legs.
He put his arms back around his waist and stuffed his face into where his shoulder and neck connected, nuzzling slightly.
He held back another smirk as he felt Pure Vanilla squirm against him.
Okay, maybe he was a bit of a pervert for doing this, but can you blame him? It’s not like he could just sit there for hours watching Pure Vanilla tuck hair strands behind his ear and not do anything about it.
And to make it worse, Pure Vanilla smelt (and looked) like a literal vanilla flower today. If Shadow Milk didn’t do something about it he would’ve definitely exploded.
He felt Pure Vanilla start shaking against him and just held him tighter in response.
“I-I guess this works. Uh— Sha-”
“Start working, Nilly.”
“…Okay.”
-
Shadow Milk was lazily watching as Pure Vanilla typed away on his computer.
They were still in the same position from earlier, Pure Vanilla too nervous to move and Shadow Milk too pride (and horny) to let go.
The latter nuzzled his face deeper into the blonde’s neck.
Pure Vanilla felt so soft. His skin was nice and smooth. His hair was fluffier than a husky.
His cardigan was also made of a nice thick wool that felt so freaking cozy… Shadow Milk was losing his mind a little here.
He expected Pure Vanilla to pull away at least thirty minutes ago. Hell— he didn’t even expect him to accept this weird cuddly situation there were in.
He was so weird…
Shadow Milk moved his hands from Pure Vanilla’s stomach to be firmly on his sides.
He smiled as he heard the shorter male squeak in response.
God his responses were adorable. Shadow Milk really wanted to make more sounds come out of him…
He slipped his hands underneath the cardigan and the button up.
Holy shit. Was Pure Vanilla always this warm? His skin was so soft and warm… It was as if he was a soft pastry. A pastry that Shadow Milk really wanted to taste.
He moved one of his hands up to move Pure Vanilla’s dumb collar out of the way.
He softly kissed against his neck.
Pure Vanilla let out a loud yelp and shut his laptop. He quickly stood up, his face scarlet red.
“I-I think that’s enough for today!”
Shit, he got too greedy.
Pure Vanilla did look really cute though.
“Aw, that’s a shame. So you want me to go?”
“Wh- I… W-Well I never said that, I-I just—”
Shadow Milk bit back a grin as he saw Pure Vanilla cover his face with his hands.
“I- um… Was that intentional or just a spur of the moment thing..?”
“Was what intentional?”
“The… The kiss…”
Shadow Milk scoffed and stood up. He stepped closer to Pure Vanilla
“Of course it was on purpose. What, did you think I just accidentally pressed my lips against your soft ass skin?”
“I mean… maybe? I— wait, what did you say about my skin?”
Fuck.
“Uhhh- that it’s dry. You should moisturize it more.”
“…Shadow Milk, do you like me?”
FUCK.
“I-It’s just that whenever you tease me at school it feels like flirting most of the time..? And you’ve been acting weird since you got here and now you’re saying that you meant to kiss me so—”
ABORT. GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE.
“Yeah I’m in love with you… DAMN IT, WHY THE FUCK DID I SAY THAT?”
Pure Vanilla’s face somehow turned even redder than before as he stared up at Shadow Milk. His eyes were star struck.
Why did he have to be so distractingly cute?
“L-Love? With me?!”
Pure Vanilla starting walking closer to Shadow Milk (seriously, what was this guy’s deal with personal space?), making the latter start walking backwards.
“Uh— NO! I was kidding!! S-Stop coming closer I- oof!”
The back of Shadow Milk’s knees hit the bed, making him lose his balance and flop down on his back.
He quickly sat up and put a firm hand on Pure Vanilla’s chest to prevent him from coming any closer.
“I… misspoke. I like you. I don’t fall in love with blondes.”
“I’m very determined to change that.”
Shadow Milk breath hitched as Pure Vanilla slowly pushed his hand aside. He slipped into the taller male’s lap, smiling softly with his cheeks tinted pink.
“I despise you.”
“I’m in love with you too.”
Shadow Milk whined, hiding his head in Pure Vanilla’s shoulder.
“Your glasses are stupid.”
“I-I don’t think that’s on topic?”
“Please kiss me.”
“There we go…”
Pure Vanilla gently cupped Shadow Milk’s face, bringing his head up to be face to face.
The blonde nervously adjusted how he was sitting as he glanced away.
“Um… I-I’ve actually never kissed anyone before and—“
Shadow Milk rolled his eyes. He’s never letting this man take charge again.
He slowly leaned in, effectively shutting the dumb blonde up.
“How have you never been kissed before?”
“I just— uhhh- a-a lot of people thought I was dating White Lily for a really long time. I wasn’t.”
“…PFFFTT—”
“I-It’s not funny!”
“It’s hilarious!”
Pure Vanilla pouted. Like, actually pouted. That might’ve just been the cutest thing Shadow Milk has ever seen.
The blonde let out a huff before closing the gap and gently pressing his lips against the blue haired boy.
It was so incredibly soft. And gentle. And adorable.
Mostly because Shadow Milk could tell Pure Vanilla had no idea what he was doing which was infuriatingly cute.
Pure Vanilla quickly pulled away.
“Ugh. That’s it? Really, Nilla?”
“I—! I just don’t really know what I’m doing…”
“You’re just an adorably stupid tomato. But it was nice. Your cuteness made up for it.”
Pure Vanilla let out a soft whimper as he cupped his own cheeks.
“Stop calling me cute.”
Shadow Milk smiled. Genuinely this time. He leaned in just enough so that his mouth grazed against Pure Vanilla’s as he spoke.
“Just adorable.”