"I don't get it. He can have any girl in this school that he wants, and he sticks to that weirdo kid like glue. It's like they are attached at the hip." Nyxon overhears two guys gossiping about him and Colt in the locker room. He rounds the corner to find Paxton and Tyler huddled close together talking about him.
"If you got something to say, how about saying it to my face instead of acting like some gossiping bitches."
"What did you just call us?" Paxton steps forward, his hands clenched at his sides.
"You heard me. Gossiping bitches."
"What the hell is your problem, man? We took you in and made you one of us, but you turned your back on us for your little faggot ass boyfriend."
Nyxon scoffs. "I didn't turn my back on anybody. If anything, you turned your back on me for becoming friends with someone that doesn't fit into your fucking pathetic ass clique. I'm done with the bullshit. I would rather hang out with him than you losers any day."
Nyxon turns on his heel and struts away, but before he makes it out of the door, Paxton yells out to him.
"You're going to get what's coming to you, Nyx. I'd watch my back if I were you, faggot."
Nyx waves his middle finger over his shoulder and walks through the locker room doors with a smirk on his face.
Nyx goes to find Colt outside of his third period class. "Hey, Tiny. Wait up." Nyx jogs until he walks in line beside Colt. "How's your day been?"
Colt shrugs. "Fine. Everyone keeps asking me about us. It's weird. I hate the attention."
Nyx's lips set in a thin line. "Are they bullying you?" He glances over at Colt worriedly.
Colt shakes his head. "No. Nothing like that. They just keep asking me questions about why we're always together."
"What do you tell them?" Nyx asks with his eyebrow raised.
"That we're friends."
Nyx's face falls. "That's it?"
Colt shoots Nyx a glare. "What do you want me to tell them?"
Nyx leans his face close to Colt's "How about that you're my wife?"
Colt uses both of his arms to push Nyx sideways. "Fuck off."
Nyxon catches his balance and wraps his arm around Colt. "Tiny is so aggressive."
Colt growls at Nyx under his breath. "I'll show you aggressive."
Nyx leans his face down until his hot breath blows into Colt's ear causing him to shiver. "I might like that." Nyx chuckles and walks into the classroom taking his usual seat behind Colt. Colt's face is red as he sits down in front of Nyx. He turns facing Nyx.
"Do you have any plans after school?"
Nyx looks at Colt, "Why?"
"I thought maybe we could surprise Jack and go get a pizza for dinner, so he didn't have to cook after working all day."
"Throw in renting a movie and you have a date." Nyx says a smile twitching on his lips.
"Date, my ass. Your delusional." Colt rolls his eyes and grumbles as he turns back towards the front.
Nyxon can feel eyes burning into him during most of fourth period. When he can no longer take it, he lifts his head, discreetly scanning the room. He finally finds the source. Paxton and Nyxon's eyes lock. Paxton runs his finger across his throat (the sign for "you're dead"). Nyxon sneers at him and turns his attention back to his work. Bring it, bitch. You don't fucking scare me. Nyxon audibly cracks his knuckles as if he's telling Paxton to bring it on.
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Small Town Flames(BOYXBOY)
RomanceSeventeen year old supermodel, Nyxon Steffano, is burnt out. He's been strutting the runways and posing for pictures as long as he remembers. When a betrayal by his very own parents drive him over the edge, Nyxon tries to end his suffering on his ow...