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“Dude, are you just gonna stare at that board forever?” Thomas exclaimed with a confused but teasing tone.
“I haven’t slept in days, and this stupid ass professor isn't helping.” Flux sighed, glaring at the sight before him as if it would fix the due date written on the blackboard.
“Welp, that's what you get for using your summer break on playing Minecraft instead of maintaining a proper sleep schedule.”
“Fuck off, Thomas, you aren't helping.”
“Since when was I obligated to help you? You can't even handle the truth.”
“Shut up, all you did was pine about Micro. At least I wasn't so emotionally cramped as you.”
“What do you mean? I rizzed him up, and everything went fine. At least I was out here being productive and going on dates with him while you were glued to Saps and that screen.”
“Please never use the word rizz again.. Straight up noise pollution.”
The friendly conversation between the two was interrupted by the deafening bell, making Flux’s head spiral into relief and discomfort from the loud ringing noise.
“Alright, that’s the bell. Bye, Flux, I'm picking up Micro.” Thomas waved.
He simply waved back as his attention was diverted to the lines written on the board. His head was aching badly as he deciphered Professor Ish’s unreadable handwriting.
God dammit, a fully painted 3d model of State University due in a week? He’s fully convinced his professor hates him.
Flux stood up and slung his heavy bag over his back lazily, the straps digging into his shoulders.
The walk to the dorms felt like forever. His legs felt numb after going through the hallway, cramped with students, and the flights of stairs. When he knocked on the door, it was immediately opened by his roommate, Saps.
Saparata was slightly shocked seeing his usually clean, look-conscious boyfriend become a terrible mess. His hair was disheveled, while his eye bags were deeper and darker than the Mariana Trench itself.
“Long day?” Saparata said with a concerned expression.
Flux slightly nodded as he took off his shoes and fell face-first on the couch.
“Don't lie down on the couch, you haven't taken a shower yet, and you stink.” The pale man teased.
“I can’t, I'm too drained to do anything.”
“Rest your legs first, then take a shower. I’ll make dinner for us.”
“Thank you, Saps, I love you so much.”
The white-haired man flushed slightly at the sudden affection.
“I love you too, now go clean yourself up.”
Flux stood up and slowly walked to the bathroom as Saparata’s gaze followed him.
Saps’ attention was diverted to the stove as he put the setting to low heat to slowly melt the butter in the pan. He was planning to make scrambled eggs with warm milk to help the others sleep. Certainly a weird combo, but that was all that was available. They really need to do some restocking. The warm hiss of steam and the sizzling of the pan made the man settle into a comfortable rhythm, and he had finished making the meal as soon as he realized it.
As soon as Saps finished plating the food, Flux entered the kitchen in his comfortable dripstone pajamas and purple slippers.
They both sat down and enjoyed their meal in the comfortable silence.
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Saps prepared the bed while Flux was lazily standing up, waiting impatiently to finally get some rest.
Flux immediately plummeted headfirst onto the bed with Saps following. They fell into comfortable silence as their limbs tangled with each other.
“Care to explain why you were so depressed?”
“Professor Ish is making us do a 3D model of the school, fully painted and explained. It’s due next week.” Flux groaned
“He really lives up to his reputation.. Making you guys suffer right after summer break.” Saparata chuckled as he leaned in closer. He looked at Flux’s lips before staring lovingly at his eyes, silently asking for his permission.
Flux only let out a small giggle before closing the distance between them. His lover's lips felt immaculate as he deepened the kiss, tasting the warm milk they had drunk earlier. He put his hands over Saps’s shoulder while the other gripped his waist tightly for support. The string of saliva glistened as they both parted, their faces flushing a deep crimson while they were panting.
Both of them took some time to breathe until Saps reached for his neck, earning a sharp gasp from Flux. He trailed gentle kisses below his jaw and behind his ears. His teeth grazed right above Flux’s collarbone, and he bit it, earning a whine from his partner.
Restless breaths escaped Flux as he was being used as a damn chew toy.
Saps gently kissed him again, soothing the marks he had just inflicted on the other man.
“You idiot, I have class tomorrow, and you still bit me like an animal.”
Saparata only chuckled, pressing a kiss on his beloved's forehead.
“Sleep well, love, that's a problem for future Flux.”
They both fell asleep, tangled in an embrace, sharing each other's warmth.
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Flux’s jaw dropped as he looked in the mirror, purple marks surrounding his neck, while a guilty Saps was also looking with awe.
“Saps.. I have class. How am I gonna cover this?!”
“You can borrow my hoodie.”
“It’s so hot outside.”
“Take it or leave it.”
“I hate you so much.”
“I love you too.”
The poor, tired man found himself walking in Saps’ hoodie in the scorching hot weather. Fabric clutched his body as he was melting inside the polyester. Worst of all, he was going to meet up with the Conspiracy after class, and he didn't want them finding out about those marks.
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“Flux! We've decided to hang out at the mall instead because of the weather. Why are you even wearing a hoodie in this heat?” Snowbird said while Gotoga, Newkids, Seraphim, and Rotation were bickering in the background about where to eat.
“God forbid a boy have some swag.”
“What swag? It’s just a hoodie and jeans. Also, isn’t that Saps’ hoodie!?” Thomas exclaimed
“Shut up! I forgot to do the laundry and had to borrow this.” Flux muttered the poorly made excuse while clutching the hoodie protectively.
“Wait a minute..”
“THOMAS IM GONNA KILL YOU”
The group turned their necks towards the brown-haired boy lunging at Flux, unraveling the hood and revealing the purple marks on his neck. They all stared in shock as Flux wanted to dig his own grave from the embarrassment.
“Damn, Saps really wanted that cookie..” Rotation jokingly said.
“Didn't know he was freaky like that,” Gotoga added more fuel to the fire.
“I hate every single one of you. We will never talk about this again.”
Although Flux is sure the Conspiracy will constantly remind him of this moment.