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Things have gotten better for their little group ever since they had gotten the cure for Magic.
Sure, the Doctor — Saps was his name, right? — had asked for it back, but Flux was damn glad he didn't hand it over.
Now that they knew it worked, They've started to appreciate things around the hostel recently. More specifically, Magic.
Yes, Flux had gotten himself some enemies after that— but it was worth it, aslong as he got to see Thomas the rest of them absolutely ecstatic at having Magic back, for good.
And if anybody asks, no, they did not make a pact that from now on, tell the group if they get bit.
Magic was most definitely not given several lectures about this from everyone, and definitely not from Flux.
The day started normal as ever, Flux already awake at dawn, Thomas looking concerned whenever he asked Flux how long he'd been up for, and the only answer he would ever get is, "You don't need to know.
It was until Magic had pulled Stella away while she was farming, wanting to tell her something.
(If anyone asked, they did not notice Flux's curious glance and Thomas looking at them as if he wanted to know what they were talking about, before heading over to bother Agustus instead.)
"Thomas is acting weird," Magic whispers, pulling Stella onto the platform that towered over the hostel.
Stella raises a brow, still braiding her orange hair. She wanted to test one braid today instead of her usual two. "What do you mean by that?"
"I think Thomas has a crush on Mr. Flux."
"You WHAT?!"
Flux sent them a confused and slightly annoyed glance — when was he ever not annoyed with all of them? Stella guesses it was because of how loud they were. She doesn't mention the fact that it was obvious Flux cared. — "Keep it down. You might attract more zombies with the noise and we don't want another break in."
"Sorry!" Both girls apologized in unison, earning a nod and a grunt from the man.
Stella sharply turns her attention back toward Magic, her voice a hushed whisper. "So, explain, cause girl— how on earth did you come up with the idea that Thomas has a crush on Flux out of all people?"
"You really haven't noticed?" Magic raises a brow, crossing her arms.
"Girl— no. So explain! How did you come up with that absolutely atrocious idea?"
"So, you've seen how Thomas looks at Flux, right? And the way he follows him around? I mean— Thomas looks at Flux like he's gold! And Flux on the otherhand protects and goes back for Thomas way more than he does for us!" Magic rants, albeit a little quieter than she wanted to, considering Flux was nearby, and Thomas and Agustus were on a tree, arguing about something stupid again.
"I mean, now that I think about it..." Stella trails off, tracing back every moment she remembers between Thomas and Flux.
The glances from Thomas that lingered a second too long whenever Flux would fight off a zombie or two for them, how he'd fuss over Flux way more than he would for any other person.
"Oh my god, he's inlove with Flux!" Stella shrieks, earning another unamused glance from the former.
"Stella. Keep your— wait, what the hell did you just say?!" Flux sputters, looking confused.
"Who's inlove with Mr. Flux?" Thomas asks, a little too quick to shut down the evidence Stella and Magic were discussing earlier.
"Who's inlove with me?" Flux asks, confused and somewhat horrified.
Stella and Magic glance at eachother, the both of them noticing Thomas' face fall slightly.
"Nobody, sorry!" Stella says, sheepish.
"...We'll be talking about this." Flux answers, clearing his throat to forget about what he just heard.
Magic turns back to Stella, a mischievous glint now on her eyes. She reaches her hand out, "Let's get them together."
Stella gasps, then grins, shaking her best friend's hand. "Oh my god, yes!"
"We are geniuses." Magic says, giggling.
A light bulb goes off in Stella's head, "We should get Agustus in the plan too!"
"Do you think he knows that Thomas looks at Flux like he's the sun?" Magic says, tilting her head.
"Oh yeah, definitely." Stella grins mischievously. "Here's a better question though, do you think Flux feels the same too?"
Magic pauses, then giggles, slapping Stella's shoulder repeatedly. "Yes, yes, yes! Hopefully, though. But still, hell yeah!"
"What are you guys talking about?" Thomas calls out to them, curious about the sudden outbursts that started to frequent between the two. It seems Agustus has finally shooed him away for peace and quiet.
Hah! As if Stella and Magic couldn't notice the way Agustus was fond of Thomas, the way Agustus treated Thomas like a annoying little brother, an annoying little brother that he was fond of.
"We were talking about your obvious— mmph!"
Stella puts her hand over Magic's mouth before she can continue, giggling sheepishly. "We were talking about how you'll obviously get an A+ on your presentation when we get out of this place!"
"Aww, thanks Stella, Magic," Thomas smiles warmly, walking off to bother Flux instead.
"Mr. Flux!" Thomas hums, tapping the shorter man's shoulder. To be fair, Flux was shorter than most, only barely taller than Magic and Stella. He only looked tall because of how intimidating he was.
"Yes, Thomas?"
"Do you think I should..."
Magic snickers, pointing at them. "The way they look at eachother...my gosh!"
"Oh yeah, they're adorable. We need to get them together." Stella sighs fondly.
Thomas isn't sure what this is he feels for Flux. Was it admiration? Was it infatuation? He wasn't sure.
The only thing he knew was that he was helpless for him, wether it be romantic or not.
"Thomas? You're zoning out." Flux says, waving a hand infront of his face.
"Oh, what? Sorry! What was I talking about again?" He asked, helping Flux renovate the elevator shaft better.
"You were talking about the Doctor. What about him?" Flux asks, though Thomas sees the way Flux's shoulders tense at the mention of Saps.
"I was thinking...maybe we could apologize?"
"No. Absolutely not. He delayed making the cure for us so many times, and delayed saving Magic's life!"
"I know, I know...But people deserve second chances. He tried his best, and the cure worked in the end, didn't it?" Thomas pleads, handing over the slabs so Flux could place them properly.
"...Fine. I'll think about it." Flux sighs.
"Does that mean you'll apologize as soon as we see him again?" Thomas teases, earning a hit on the head. "Ow!"
"Don't test it." The former huffs.
Thomas had missed the growing flush on Flux's ears, going back to fixing the little trap in the elevator shaft.
That doesn't mean Magic and Stella missed it, though.
"Eek! Look! Flux is blushing!" Magic squeals, albeit a little quiet just so the former doesn't hear.
"Oh my god, they definitely like eachother. There is no way Flux feels the same after that." Stella giggles.
Magic sighs exaggeratedly, clasping her hands together. "They're adorable!"
"Yeah, we're definitely getting them together. I bet you othe people have noticed too!"
Magic hums, "Who do you think?"
"The Doctor, obviously. Maybe Gray? I don't know." Stella shrugs.
"I have an idea, though. The next time we need to leave the hostel for something, we should definitely convince Flux to split up and leave them alone." Magic giggles mischievously.
"I don't think he'd agree though...Flux and Thomas are definitely the better fighters and it'd be stupid for both of them to go together. I don't really wanna risk our fighting chances..."
"Eh, true. We can always convince them to stay on the lookout for tonight? It would make sense, too. It was you and me yesterday."
"Ugh, yes!" Stella sighs, "I lost so much beauty sleep yesterday because of that."
"No, you dummy! We stay awake and spy on them, for more proof if they really do like eachother. Even if it's obvious enough." Magic snickers.
"Ohhhh! But that means I'm gonna lose even more beauty sleep regardless!" Stella whines.
"You'll live, you big baby. For the name of Thomflux." Magic says, patting her shoulder.
"Thomflux?" Stella asks.
"It's their new declared shipname. No objections." Magic grins at her, standing proud as if she's just made a cure for cancer.
"Magic, you genius!" Stella squeals, laughing.