Roses and Blue Violets

Chapter - 2 - The Following Week

The next week was interesting enough for Skeppy. He managed to submit his essay the week before, mailed it to his professor, Miss Johnson. The results of his essay were sent to his email , and with a sigh of relief , he saw he got a B- minus, which wasn't all that bad. He told Bad about it, who was happy for him.

Bad and Skeppy met in October 2018 and have been good friends since then. The day they met was celebrated annually and was called their "Muffinversary" because Bad loved muffins like CRAZY. He even used it as an adjective! Skeppy thought that was quite funny. Bad even used it when he was mad, because he didn't like swearing at all, since he was brought up not to swear. He told his friends off for swearing, particularly Quackity and Tommyinnit because they swore more often than the others.

They met in the middle of October, which was a couple of weeks from now. Bad was quite excited for it and insisted on calling Skeppy frequently to plan what they were gonna do that day. They couldn't meet up since the pandemic was very widespread that time, but they planned to have fun nevertheless.

On the next Saturday morning, Bad called Skeppy as soon as he finished taking his dog Lucy for her walk. He wanted to video call because he wanted to see Skeppy's ruffled, messy hair,tired eyes, and croaky voice like every other morning.

But this morning Skeppy had gone for a workout in the gym around the corner, and had just finished working out when Bad rang him up. He picked up and said, " Hey Bad-"

He stopped mid sentence and narrowed his dark brown eyes at Bad. Since Bad shaved his head for $10,000 from Skeppy in August, his hair had grown quite a bit, even though it had only been shaved around 2 months ago. It was still partly shaved on the sides, but the middle was in messy brown tufts and looked very, very cute on Bad, though Skeppy didn't say that out loud. Bad reached out a hand to adjust his hair, not paying attention. His fingernails were a deep maroon color, with some black dots. Skeppy thought it made him look all the more cuter.

Bad was also wearing an oversized black hoodie with a little bit of dog fur on it, and Skeppy could hear Bad's shoes tip-tapping on his staircase at home.

His face turned pink. He stammered a bit and said, "So um, uh, what you doing?"

Bad didn't notice anything unusual about Skeppy's face colour or stuttering, for he thought the cold autumn wind was stinging his face, making it pink and made him cold so his teeth were chattering. Bad said,"I just finished taking Lucy for her walk and wanted to call to talk about our muffinversary!"

Skeppy said,"I can't wait for it, it's gonna be the best day ever."

"I know right!! It's gonna be a blast." said Bad happily.

"Anyway just wanted to ring you up to plan stuff, but you don't look like you're home." said Bad squinting his green eyes at Skeppy.

Skeppy was walking outside, which was obviously depicted by seeing the tall, auburn trees whose leaves fell on the ground like feathers, making no noise. Skeppy's lean and fit figure was slightly endearing. His messy, windblown brown hair was flying all over his face, which Skeppy had to brush back with his hands to keep it out of his face. His fingernails were painted a pretty blue, with white flowers on a few nails. Bad could faintly see Skeppy's abs through his blue tank top with a diamond in the middle. Bad turned a tomato-red and prayed to God that Skeppy couldn't see him blushing a bright red like a goshdang stop sign. Thank god his phone wasn't held properly.

Phew, that could have been weird.

Skeppy said, " I've just finished my morning workout, what've you been up to?"

"I was just chilling downstairs, reading a book and eating my berry and grain cereal."

"Cool stuff, Bad." Skeppy said, smiling.

"Listen," he continued, "I'm gonna be driving right now so some honking noises and stuff'll be heard, even if I put earphones on. Hope you don't mind it though."

Bad said, "No problem, m'kay with that."

"Alright. I'm gonna start driving now."

"Okay"

Skeppy hopped in his black Prius, putting his phone in the next seat and connected his Airpods to his phone and putting them on. He started the engine, unparked the car and began driving on the freeway, while talking to Bad. He was quite a good driver. He parked outside a white and blue Walmart, which was his local supermarket, because he had no Capri-Sun juice boxes at home. He still had his Airpods on, and was talking to Bad while he shopped. He purchased some other groceries, like pasta sauce and other stuff. He managed to snag a lot of Capri-Sun juice boxes, two jars of pasta sauce, a few packets of Takis, which he liked a lot, some Raspberry Pop-Tarts, some cleaning supplies and some chewing gum.

He went to the cashier and paid the money. He then went back to his car, placed the shopping in the back seat and drove home, occasionally stopping to check on the groceries and whether they were falling off the seat. But he was slightly distracted, thinking about Bad's pretty green eyes, and his fluffy hair, and how cozy he looked in his homewear. He wanted to hold him so badly, but he couldn't, sadly. He chatted to Bad all the way home.

He eventually pulled up in his driveway, hopping out, almost forgetting his shopping, which Bad had reminded him to grab out the back. He walked up the drive, stooping down to pick up some newspapers, empty milk bottles from his doorstep and a few letters from the mailman, John.

Skeppy said, "Bad, I have to go and take a shower. I'll call you when I'm done, okay?"

"Okay Skeppy, take your time." and Bad hung up.

Skeppy turned off his phone, and walked to his front door, his bags piled on him. He stuffed the papers and letters in one of the many bags. He held the milk bottles in one hand, and used the other to open the door.

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