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Thomas was confident enough in himself to say he was a pretty responsible person, good looking too!
He's had a few of both genders ask him out for a date, some of them even developing into a whole relationship. Though it's never lasted more than a month with Thomas — mostly his fault because he was the one breaking up with them.
He was a strong believer of love at first sight, and he didn't really feel anything special when seeing most people he would go on dates on for the first time.
Well, that was until Fluixon 'Flux' Aculon came along.
He was pretty. Strikingly so.
He had raven black hair, accompanied by those amethyst eyes that could pierce through almost anything.
Flux was smarter than Thomas too, — which was surprising all on its own because there were barely any people even as smart as Thomas, let alone smarter than him.
Flux came with a weird obsession with purple and was rather introverted, choosing to stay at the library to study rather than partying until dawn like most people in college.
Needless to say, Thomas was captivated.
The first time Thomas talked to him it was for a partner project.
Thomas was usually the one leading projects like these, but when he was paired up with Fluixon?
He was surprised on how well he listened to Flux, considering how his attention span could be compared to the size of a insect.
Flux was captivating — the way he'd make sure to take in Thomas' ideas while implementing his all at the same time, the way his nose scrunched up whenever the gears turned in his head —, and all Thomas could do was listen.
Thomas may be a smart person, but he wasn't known for being a good listener.
But for Flux?
Thomas is a weak, weak man.
Thomas has seen how Flux has acted with a significant other before, even if it wasn't with him.
Flux's ex turned best friend, Saps Saparata, was friends with both him and Flux.
From what he's heard, Flux and Saps decided to end it on good terms, deeming themselves not compatible for anything too long term after a good two months of dating.
Safe to say, Saps has teased Thomas relentlessly after that for liking Flux once he found out.
"You really have a thing for tsunderes, huh? First Agustus, now Flux.." Saps trails off teasingly.
Saps earned himself a beating after that, and no help with homework for the next few days.
Though, after Thomas eventually forgave Saps, he asked for one thing, and one thing only.
"Please help me with taking Flux out on a date!" Thomas pleads, shaking Saps' shoulder repeatedly.
"Uhhh, how?" Saps asks, raising a brow.
"Dude, I don't know!" Thomas shrugs.
"Ugh, whatever. You know how prom is coming up, right?"
Right, prom! Most colleges didn't host prom, especially since it was more of a highschool thing, but their college honestly didn't care, choosing to host one every year anyway.
"Uh huh..."
"Ask Flux to go with you. He told me he's either going alone or not going at all." Saps says.
"...How do I ask him? What does he even like?" Thomas asks, already trying to think of ways on how to ask Flux to be his prom partner.
"Errr, he likes purple flowers? He likes letters, too. You could give him a bouquet and a letter or something? I don't know!" Saps shrugs.
"Dude, a letter? When I'm gonna ask him to prom? Isn't that, y'know, a little too much?" Thomas cringes at the thought of handing the Fluixon a letter addressing his love for the other.
"Bro, you asked me! Just do whatever you feel like, man. I gotta meet up with Jophiel. Something about helping her with Schpood. Man, why am I always mediating for lovebirds?" Saps mutters the last part to himself, cringing. He waves Thomas off, walking in the other direction with one last "Good luck with Flux!"
Getting flowers for your loved one should've been easy because you know them well enough to know what they like, right?
Not for Thomas, though. Yeah, he could consider him and Flux friends because of how many projects they've been assigned to, but not as close as Saps was to Flux.
Speaking of Saps, the former gave him an incredibly vague answer on what type of flowers Flux liked, only that Flux liked purple ones.
Simple answer, right? Thomas thought it would be easy finding purple flowers that looked nice.
As soon as he walked into the florists' shop, he was bombarded with dozens of flowers in different shades of purple.
He might aswell just get Flux every single type of flower that even has the smallest hint of purple from the amount of options here.
Thomas sighs, pulling out his phone to text a certain white boy.
...
thomas: saps
thomas: saps
sapsarata: whar bro
thomas: what kind of flowers does flux like
sapsarata: the purple ones
thomas: bitch
thomas: sent an attachment
thomas: THERE ARE LIKE A BILLION PURPLE FLOWERS HERE
sapsarata: bruuuuh
sapsarata: get the purple irises
thomas: oka
thomas: thx
sapsarata: gotchu
...
Thomas puts his phone away, approaching one of the florists just idly standing by.
'Emily' her nametag read, greeting Thomas with a warm smile. "Hello, I'm Emily! Is there anything I could help you with?"
"Uh...yes, actually. Could I get a bouquet of those purple irises?"
"Oh, sure! Spoiling someone?" Emily says, grabbing a few of the purple irises and arranging them into a bouquet.
Thomas flushes slightly at that comment, chuckling. "Sort of..."
Emily hands the bouquet over to Thomas, accepting his payment. "Have a nice day!"
"Yep, thanks..." Thomas says, lost in thought.
Now that he thought about it...Will Flux even accept his...request to be his prom date?
Yes, both Flux and Thomas were well known in the school — but Flux was more popular amongst students.
He was known for his cunning personality, his unfairly good looks, and his intelligence.
Girls and boys alike fawned over him, and Thomas was no different.
What would make him any different to other people that would also ask Flux out for prom?
Well, he'll just have to pray, right? Saps believes in him...somewhat. That's saying a lot for his chances!
Anyway...he really shouldn't be thinking about the negative outcome of this, right? Especially since today was the day.
Today is the day he'll finally ask Flux out to prom.
Oh Ish, help his heart. He doesn't know if he can do this
...
thomas: hi flux
thomas: fluxxx
thomas: fluxxxxxxxx
thomas: fluixonnn
fluixon: hello, thomas
fluixon: what's up?
thomas: hi
thomas: meet me outside the library in ten?
fluixon: why?
thomas: no reason :)))
thomas: just trust me?
fluixon: okay brub
fluixon: im omw
...
'Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale.' Thomas repeated to himself, fidgeting as he waited for Flux at the entrance of the library with the bouquet of purple irises.
At last, in all of his glory, Fluixon Aculon, walking up to him.
"Thomas! What's the matter, man? You told me to head over here so suddenly." Flux greets him with a smile.
"Uhm...Flux, I...I—"
"Thomas, you okay? What is it?" Flux says, getting worried over how Thomas was stumbling over his words right now. The latter wasn't usually the type to just stutter like this.
"Flux, will you be my date to prom this Saturday?!" Thomas blurts out, handing the bouquet of flowers into Flux's hands.
Flux freezes, jaw going slack slightly. 'Am I dreaming?' He thought to himself.
'Oh god, I broke him! I broke Flux! He's never gonna accept now!' Thomas says internally, immediately recoiling as if burnt.
"Flux— I'm sorry," Thomas tries to start, but Flux's mind finally catches up to him.
"No, no! Thomas, it's okay! I'd...love to go with you!" Flux reassures, and the moment his words leave his mouth, the former immediately stills.
"WHAT?! Actually?" Thomas asks, 'If he had a tail right now, it'd probably be wagging.' Flux thinks absentmindedly.
"Okay, so now that you've accepted— I've uh...liked you ever since we were assigned on that one project, and I think you're really pretty and—"
"Hey! Chill out." Flux interrupts, snapping his fingers infront of Thomas' eyes to snap him back to reality.
"...Oh. Sorry," Thomas chuckles nervously.
"I didn't know you've been into me for that long...Well, it's not like I can say anything about it. I like you too, dumbass." Flux smiles at him, warm and soft and genuine all around the edges, not like the fake ones he's seen Flux use whenever he's talking to someone he doesn't like or when he's genuinely not in the mood.
"Holy shit, you do?" Thomas asks, breathless.
"Are you going to make me repeat myself?" Flux deadpans, but it isnt annoyed— more like amused. Fond, even.
Thomas bursts out laughing at his comment— he doesn't really mean to, he just couldn't stop himself after seeing the exasperated amusement on Flux's face.
"Laughing at me already, what an amazing prom date." Flux rolls his eyes, but it's anything but annoyed.
"Aww, it isn't even prom yet and you're already calling me your date..." Thomas teases.
Flux's cheeks flush a little at his comment, crossing his arms with a huff. "Shut up."
"So...I'll pick you up at 5 on Friday? Prom starts at 6, and we might aswell be early." Thomas says.
"Okay, sure," Flux shrugs, before he continues, "If you make it worth my while, maybe I'll even go out with you on
Saturday after."
Thomas' eyes light up at the sound of a challenge from Flux, nodding. "Oh, it's so on."