paintbrushes pov
Huh, I haven't seen Silver in a few hours, I wonder where he went? But it's lunch, so he might be back after.
I go into my dorm and look around, Silver is nowhere to be seen. "Yo, dumbass, you here?" I hear another familiar voice "YEA PAINTY IN THE BATHROOM!!!" Lightbulb? I go over to the bathroom and open the door, then immediately close it at the sight of Silver Spoon , face by the toilet, Lightbulb patting his back, and numerous gagging sounds coming from Silver.
"Whoa dude, you good?" I say through the door.
"Ye-" he tries to get a word out, but is interrupted with more vomiting.
I was kinda grossed out, but I felt bad. I know I had only met Silver today, but he's a good friend! Even though I'm 99% sure he hates me.
"PAINTTYYTTY!!!!" Lightbulb calls out. I open the door and she giggles. Silvers eyes, which look exhausted, jet to Lightbulb and gives me a "please help" look. He's curled up on the floor in a blanket and his clothes were wrinkled and stained with puke. Not really his whole "princely" thing..
I reach my hand out to Silver, trying to help him up, but he shakes his head.
"I think he forgot how to walk" Lightbulb says.
Silver nods and let out a groan.
I sigh, "can I pick you up?"
Silver thinks about it, but nods again.
I scoop him up. He's very light surprisingly.
Silvers face becomes bright red.
Is he- blushing?
At that sight I blush too. And it's kind of awkward. Having a guy you just met, and who's probably infected with some deadly disease blushing while you're carrying him, and worst of all, you're blushing back!
I quickly bring him to his bed and put him down, even tucking him in.
I don't know what this feeling is..but it's very much platonic! Right?
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art majors
Fanfictionafter silver spoon and paintbrush unexpectedly get put in the same dorm room, figure out their majoring the same class, and share some of the same friends, they have no choice but to learn to get along. but maybe they get along a little too much...
