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The Mute Boy | Reza x Amani

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This ship was requested by Missy_Flicker, thank you for requesting! Hope you enjoy!

I made Reza mute in this prompt, much apologies if it offends anyone-

SPYMANI AND SPYZA

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[AMANI]

"What are you in for?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. The brunette-haired boy shrugged, his mouth opening, but no sound came out. His hands moved, forming symbols and letters. I was skilled in reading sign language due to my parents teaching me at a young age.

"You're in here because you were trying to protect your friend from bullies?" I translated, to which he nods. Sounds like something I would do, my friends say I'm very overprotective and overreacting over small things.

I take a moment to glance around the detention room. I was in here because I may have caused a "disruption in the lunchroom," in other words, a food fight. It wasn't my fault though, I accidentally threw my food at someone while trying to get it in the trash can! Big deal!

The boy nodded over to me, which I took as "why are you here?"

"Well, I'm in here because I caused the lunchroom fight," I said, placing my head down with a dramatic sigh. The boy smirked, then signaled with his hands again.

"So you're the reason I have ketchup in my hair," he signed, making a face.

I lightly slapped the boy on the back with laughter, to which he turned and signed quickly. "What are you laughing at?"

"What? It was funny, okay?"

He glared with a little pout on his face while trying to wipe off the remaining sauce off his face. I grab a napkin and help wipe it off, I mean, it was technically my fault.

"So, where are you headed after this?" he signed, to which I respond, "Mhm, probably home or my friend's house, you know, the normal everyday stuff."

He nods, then went back to staring at the desk and the other people here. They were talking with one another, as the teacher who was watching us didn't mind. I, on the other hand, kept glancing back and forth between the wall clock and the boy next to me. It felt more amusing than it seemed.

Ring! The bell rang, signaling the end of detention. Yes, finally! I jump out of my seat quickly, making me trip over my own feet.

The boy watched me with slight amusement, then holds out his hand to help me up. My cheeks grew hot as I stood up while holding the brunette's hand. I let go as fast as I could, thanking him, then rushed out to meet my friends waiting outside the school doors.

I just couldn't help but think about the boy I met in detention today. He was actually pretty darn handsome and cute, even though he couldn't speak. It wasn't a problem to me though, I actually was starting to like him.

The next day at lunch, I could see the same boy from yesterday sitting alone with another boy with lighter brown hair. They looked happy with each other's company, which made me smile. I then told my friends that I would join them later, then made my way to the two boys' table.

They looked pretty surprised to see me approach the table, and I happily greeted them. They let me sit with them, and they (mostly the boy's friend) spoke with me about certain things.

"So, what's your name?" he asked, to which I responded, "Amani, what about you?"

"Oh, I'm Mateo, and if you didn't catch his name yet, my friend here is Reza," Mateo said, to which I nodded and smiled. Reza also smiled vaguely.

We talked until the bell rang, then we headed to our separate classes. I noticed that Reza went the same way as I did, and also realized that he was in my class. Was I really that oblivious?

In class, our teacher announced that there was another project due in the next week or so, and everybody groaned. This time, we had to work with someone, which I was really excited about. Maybe I could partner up with Reza for this project! I looked over at the boy, he usually did his classwork and homework alone with no help, and the teacher was fine with it. After all, not many people can read sign language.

When our teacher let us walk out of our seats to form groups, I walked over to Reza's table. He looked at me with slight confusion, tilting his head in a way that said "what are you doing here?"

"Do you want to work together?" I asked, sitting down beside the boy. He looked happy with my question, nodding his head and smiling. His smile was really adorable, it made butterflies flutter in my stomach.

We worked hard together, and surprisingly, it went much faster than I expected. Reza is actually pretty talented when it comes to calculating certain values and numbers. We were almost done with the project until the bell rang for our next class. I stood up and said, "You want to meet again after school...?"

He signs with his fingers, "Yes," then takes a piece of paper and writes the words, "I'd love to." I smiled at the boy one more time as I walked the opposite way to my next class. I could feel Reza's eyes following my every step, but that just made me even more excited. Like an energy rush.

Next class, here I come.