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   Saps is known to fumble. Sometimes a little oblivious, sometimes a little slow, sometimes a little distracted and sometimes all of that at once; It doesn't do him good most times and it doesn't do him good today.

   Alone with his twin siblings, Micro, in an apartment they share with their college friends, the silence is broken by Saps humming as he makes his way to the kitchen.

   ,,Planning to make a mess?" Micro huffs, a joke before hiding behind the door of his and Saps' room from his bemused glare.

   ,,Pancakes, you know that! That's it, none are for you," Saps threatens him, albeit his tone playful under that serious mask. He's a bitch but not a monster, pancakes are always to be shared! ,,Unless you apologize for insulting my great culinary skills!"

   ,,To gods I apologize for not being sorry." Micro sticks out his tongue before slamming the door of their room. ,That little shit' Runs through Saps' mind before he turns around to go on about his own business; pancakes to heal a broken heart from being left out of dinner plans by his greatest of friends.

   ... 

   That's a lie; Saps declined himself the invitation. Oh, it's not that he hates the Aculon siblings (and Thomas) that are currently out in this waffle place where he'd absolutely love to be! It'd be much better than making himself (and his twin, he supposes) pancakes by himself! It's that his feelings for a certain Aculon have been bugging him more than less lately, and to hell with having to sit through hours of them! 

   It's simply that Fluixon is so perfect. Cute little Flux, raven hair framing his enveloping purple eyes like they're framing a portrait for anyone to get lost in; And Sap does get himself lost in those eyes quite often. (More often that he'd like to admit, which he never will! To hell and back he will always publicly insist that he hates that man's guts more than he hates the early waking for college)

   A kitchen table breaks him out of his thoughts; it doesn't fling itself at him or anything, but he does bump into it with the force of a love struck fool and the consequence of it will be a bruised hip. Nothing he hasn't gone through before, but damn if anyone asks him what got him so distracted, what was he supposed to say!

   Instead of dwelling on a 'what-if', he turns his music up a little as he hums along and his fingers move on his own;

   Oblivious to the chaos he caused by a simple ten-word tweet (as he set his phone down RIGHT after tweeting so he could let the music blast instead), Saps prepares his battle ground; The kitchen. A bowl in his hands and a pan on the stove already heating up as he mixes up his pancake mix; flour, eggs, milk, butter, baking powder, sugar and salt. He doesn't help himself and adds a bunch of chocolate chips to the mix; Doesn't matter as he knows the entire apartment has a sweet tooth.

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   Elanuelo sits with an unimpressed expression. As he cuts off a piece of his waffle, drenched in sweet syrup with strawberries on the sides, and puts it in his mouth, he finally speaks up, ,,So, what is so funny and important rather than quality time?"

   He was honestly quite interested since his youngest was currently seemingly fixated on a song (judging by the earbud in his ear) and something else on his phone. Cynnika, Ender and Thomas (the kid Flux insisted on bringing along) turn around before quickly glancing at each other, as if communicating through that alone, ,So who's going to tell him?', ,Did Flux even tell him?', ,Why am I being dragged into this, I'm not a part of this family!'.

   Thomas just shuffles away from Cynnika's side a little as if letting them know this is their battle; because it is. And because he has better things to do as he shows with invading Flux's personal space, something Flux really enjoys, and begins poking at his cheek asking about what he's going to do next with this newfound knowledge of an indirect confession. Flux doesn't react, which... Thomas doesn't know if to interpret that as good or bad.

   ,,You see, father..." Ender begins. Honest to god he's never been the best way with relaying things, so maybe there's a god watching over him as Cynnika takes over the explaining. He blesses his younger sister.

   ,,You see, father, there is someone who is very interested in Fluixon..." She drags out the word "very" because it's important; because Saps is, indeed, very interested in Fluixon no matter what he says to his friends in public.

   Elanuelo's eyes widen with interest, leaning in as if beckoning Cynnika to keep on going. Sure, he would've preferred for this to come from his son himself, but seeing as he's quite busy currently, he'll take what he can get.

   ,,So, as you know for Flux is currently at State College-" Cynnika begins before being abruptly interrupted by Flux of all. 

   ,,Thomas, give me your phone." He says simply as he takes out his ear bud and puts it back where it belongs. His ears, slightly pointy, are colored a bit brighter red. What an unusual sight. Thomas is more occupied being perplexed at why Flux would need his phone when he JUST set his own down.

   ,,Sure? I guess- Ah- Oh well..." Thomas sighs in defeat as his phone is snatched from his hands by Flux, and peeking over his shoulder he scrolls through his contacts list. He stops at Saps' phone number before taking a deep breath and dialing the number. Thomas gets it; Saps won't suspect it's Flux who's calling... ,,Flux what are you planni-"

   But he's cut off by a loud, harsh "HUSH" from Flux. And so does the rest of the table fall silent.

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   As Saps is taking a photo of his well-made pancakes, planning to post it on his private with the caption of something like "Evening meal to eat up my feelings with", he's thrown out of line to see Thomas of everyone calling him. He maybe expected Flux trying to get a good excuse to bail on family bonding time, or maybe even Cynnika for she loves telling Saps when Flux talks about him (she does this to tease him, he knows it, and yet he always thinks about it late at night anyway).

   Against better judgement, or any at all, Saps picks up, confusion ringing through his tone, ,,Thomas? Is everything alright?"

   ,,Did you forget you let me into your private account?" Saps has a hard time admitting the wings on his head didn't flutter, his heard didn't skip a beat and his face didn't heat up. Okay- Okay! This is Flux, calling from his friend's phone! Great, that totally didn't catch him off guard so hard he barely registered any words have been said at all. He takes a second.

    ...

    There. Okay he's fine. He's fine and totally normal and not freaking out internally over Flux calling him.

   Then Saps takes another second.

   ...

   ,,OH MY GOD-" He basically screeches as it hits him like a truck. No wonder! Now it all makes sense! The way his phone kept buzzing with notifications he muted because they were distracting him from pancake making! The way he forgot he let Flux on his priv before AND after tweeting about literally thinking about him while listening to a song.

    He hears a chuckle from the other line, and before any other words leave his mouth; Flux hangs up. Now Saps is left, staring at a screen light up with the contact name of a friend that was used by his crush to call him and let him know about his fumble of the century! The pancakes in the background are now looking like a great way to go-

    ,,Did you finally check your phone?" Micro peaks out of his room with a stupid smile on his face. Oh god. Micro knows. That means Thomas knows, and so does big sis Jophiel and who knows who else does.

    Oh god Flux knows.

    Did he listen to the song? Did he look up the lyrics? The meanings people give the song? Did he think about Saps as well as he listened? If he even did since he's out on a family dinner.  Did he even see the tweet? He had to since he just called to remind him of it. Or was he just told?

    ,,Why didn't you come tell me!" Saps turns around, making Micro snort with the way his face is red and half covered by the wings on his face. Great, now his twin is against him! The world can go to hell for all he cares! (He does indeed care).

    ,,Well, your yearning got on my nerves so you're now dealing with the consequences of your own actions," Micro shrugs. This son of a- He has the audacity to shrug at Saps while he is having a near mental breakdown? ,,Besides, you had to tell the guy ONE WAY or another, so..."

   ,,Well I wanted it to be at least, you know, planned?!"

   ,,Well you do know Flux could be on his way back to have a little talk with you, right?"

   ,,...Micro tell me you're joking."

   ,,You're on your own" Sticking his tongue out and making an L sign across his face, Micro shuts the door to their room. Even banging on the door and asking to be let in to hide doesn't help, and Saps is left to the mercy of fate... If it chooses to have any.

   Maybe to comfort himself (or the deep unsettling pit in his stomach) he opens his phone as he sits, hiding behind the sofa to go through what he missed.

   Great! Just great! Saps is shaking on the floor of an apartment while awaiting his impending doom of any kind while his friends casually talk and giggle over his situation and his twin is getting bitches! Just great, isn't it for him!

   He doesn't know if not seeing a single notification from Flux himself is a blessing or a warning.

   Well, he knows that the menacing opening of the front door surely means nothing good. On gods above he hopes Jophiel knows he loves her and he hopes Micro knows he can go to hell.

   ,,Saparata..." Aaaand Flux is calling out his full name, this means trouble and nothing will end well and everything is fucked and he is dying tonight-

   ,,You are aware your hair is sticking out from behind the sofa..." His heart drops. Of course it's something stupid like his hair that gives away his position. His hands clap around his phone as he turns it off, he feels like the phone is being crushed even thought he knows it's not. His wings cover his face again; Not fully. Just everything under his eyes because he does not need to be seen as a red mess. Not by Flux, anyway.

   But it's too late for that, as Saps realized Flux has began moving, he is already knelt down in front of him. Saps opened his eyes that were tightly shut, expecting maybe teasing laced with rejection, but all he got was the side of Flux many don't even get to see. Eyes soft, the teasing glint in them gone and a small smile playing on his lips. If Saps is delusional enough he'd say his face is a little redder than it usually is...

   It's cute.

   ,,Aren't you looking a bit embarrassed." Flux chuckles before he flicks at Saps' forehead, earning a wince from the other, but instead of a good comeback, Saps manages a few shaky words;

   ,,Are you not here to reject me right now?"

   Flux chuckles. Not in a condescending way as he does when teasing friends, not in an evil way as he does when he's being an annoying little shit, but in an earnest way that only few ever get to see. And Saps will get to see so much more of it, ,,No, stupid. If you were a little more observant you'd see I stare at you as hard as you stare at me sometimes."

   ,,Well, I was thinking of saying something stupid as a joke, but I decided that I'd rather not blow my chance by saying something stupid." Flux continues before Saps gets a word in, and everything falls into place.

   The times he convinced himself that Flux was staring at something behind him rather than at him was more than he could count, yet hearing it from Flux himself that was not the case made his heart skip a beat. Or two.

   ,,So you're saying-"

   ,,Yes, Saps. I'm saying I like you too."

   Saps is ecstatic. His heart skips another beat (and god knows that's not healthy but he does't have it in him to care) as his body finally eases from every emotion that was going on inside his body.

   ,,Cute song that reminds you of us, by the way. You'd like a car ride with me through the evening until the next sunrise with the gas tank almost empty?" There's the Flux that loves to tease. But it feels... Different now. After the confession. Saps doesn't mind it as much as he usually does.

   ,,Well- Okay. I just- It's a nice thought or fantasy like- you know? I mean-" Saps fumbles over his words as if he didn't fumble enough today. Even though he just got confessed to, hell take him! May the Earth swallow him whole for fumbling even more before his crush! Boyfriend? Whatever!

   ,,Sure. When I get a drivers licence we can do that, how about it? Just you, me and the car engine." Flux smiles as he ruffles Saps' hair. God, seeing Flux so lovey is so out of character. Saps' wings twitch with joy, he holds himself to not hide his face again. Flux finds this adorable.

   ,,You behind the wheel? No, I think I'll pass on the fantasy." Instead of taking offense, as Flux would normally do, he sits next to Saps, making himself comfortable on the hardwood floor.

   ,,And if I promise to always be extra careful behind the wheel when you're in the car, Saps?" He says in a tone sweet hat doesn't suit his face, but Saps will eat it up every time. He shuffles a little closer to Flux's side, his phone forgotten on the ground.

   ,,Well.. I suppose then... Only if I get shotgun."

   ,,You will always get shotgun."

   Flux hums as he turns his head to Saps. Entrancing purple eyes staring into a void of black illuminated by a golden halo around Saps pupil. He lets his lips fall apart slightly as Flux leans closer and finally envelops Saps into a kiss.