Bruce's POV:
I sit up stretching as the cold air coming from the air conditioner crawls onto my back, oh I get to tutor Vance today!
Just one more day and It'll be fall break! I'm so excited, I just gotta figure out what I'll do.
Maybe I should hang out with my friends, sleepovers, even go out and eat! I can't wait for thanksgiving break! It's only about a week but I know it'll be fun.
Wait, does Vance even have any other friends?? So what exactly is he gonna do for thanksgiving break..Oh shit! I forgot I had school!
I jump out of bed heading to my closet as I grab a pair of black pants and a plain white T-shirt, I put them on as I put on my vans.
I put on my light blue hoodie grabbing my bag as I walk out my room closing the door behind me, I'll eat breakfast and run to his house, man it's a little hot..
Vance's POV:
I look at myself through the mirror seeing my bandaged hands, they were white, now they're pink.
I don't know why Bruce even cares, 'friends'?? I'm only friends with Robin, he's my best friend, the only person that ISN'T scared of me.
Also that girl, she never seemed interested into Bruce. I don't really know anybody's name,I only got lucky since I actually know Oliver Megan.
He's a bitch, he should be glad I wasn't in the mood to break his face, I mean. If Bruce told me to I'd gladly do it..ONLY if Bruce wanted me to.
I walk out my room closing the door behind me, I don't really eat breakfast, it's a waist of time and it hurts my stomach.
I open the front door as I see Bruce heavily breathing. "Bruce?? What are you doing? How do you know where I live?" "I..fuck I can't breathe-!" He says falling onto me as I catch him. "Did you run all the way over here?" He slowly gets up nodding his head.
Bruce's POV:
I shouldn't have ran all the way over here..I feel sick. "I'm gonna throw up." "Woah woah don't throw up on me now." He says turning me around, I feel so hot..
"Vance.." "Why'd you run all the way over here?" "I just wanted to walk with you." "Dude, you're burning. Are you okay??" "I think I'm sick.." my throat itches so badly.
"Fuck uh..come on." He says carrying me walking inside he closes the door placing me on his couch. "Vance..are we still going to school?" "No, I'm gonna take care of you. I did this with my mom before." He says walking to his room.
He comes back with a towel. "I know this won't feel good, but you gotta take a cold shower." Fuck! "Noo.." "Bruce." "Is there another wayy?? I can't do thiss.." "I'll help you." "What?" I say sitting up. "Not like that you idiot." "Well I still have to tutor you!" "Whatever." He says carrying me to the bathroom.
"Noo.." "Yes." He says putting me down turning on the water. "Noo!" "Bruce calm down, if you do it now, it'll be done faster." "Fine.." I say taking off my shirt as he turns around fast, I close the door locking it. "Can you stay with me?" "Why?" "Please." "You're fucking Gay." He says looking away so I can take the rest of my clothes off.
I get in as I scream. "Vance!! The water is so fucking cold!!" "Don't make me come in there." "Okay okay!!" I grab the shampoo bottle quickly squeezing the shampoo out washing my hair.
Vance's POV:
Did he have to take his shirt off in front of me!? Gosh.. "Vance! Do I really have to do this!?" "Stop whining." He obviously can't handle it.
"I look so pale.." "Do you feel any better now??" "I mean, yeah." "Exactly." I say as I hear the water splashing onto the floor.
He turns the water off as I quickly turn around, can he at least say he's done.. "I'm so coldd.." he shivers turning me around digging his wet face into my shirt.
"Bruce you're gonna get me all wet." "I'm sooo cold!!" "Okay okay! Change into something comfy that won't make you feel so warm." "But I'm freezing!" "I'll make you chicken noodle soup yeah?" "Fine." He says as I unlock the door opening it as he walks into my room.
I walk to the kitchen grabbing a pack of noodles as I grab a pot pouring water in it placing it onto the stove turning it on.
I can't believe it, THE Bruce Yamada is sick, and I'M taking care of him. That's so weird, like, can you believe that??
Bruce's POV:
I just realized I have such a big ass and like, it shows. I think I'm gonna keep these shorts. Like it's literally so big, now I understand why girls love me.
But, I wish this worked on boys, I can only flirt with girls otherwise if I flirt with guys they'll call me gay.
I put on a tight white shirt that outlines my entire chest, where does he buy his clothes?? I look so good.
I walk out his room heading to the kitchen as I see him pouring the soup into a bowl. "Is that for me?" He faces my way nodding. "Be careful, it's hot." "I'm not a child." "Weren't you screaming about how cold the water was in the shower like, 10 minutes ago??" Oh.
"Anyone would have screamed by that!" "Not me." "That is so a lie." "No it isn't, I can do it right now." "Then do it, after I'm done eating I'm gonna watch you." "You're gonna watch me shower? That's pretty gay." "Not like that." I say blowing the soup.
"Hey Vance?" "Yeah?" "What are you gonna do for thanksgiving break?" "Stay inside, hangout with Robin, do some drugs." "YOU DO DR-!" "Shut up!" He says covering my mouth. "Vance that's not good.." "I really don't care." "Stop! Please, promise me you won't do any." "I can't promise that." "If I see you doing drugs I'll makeout with you."
Vance's POV:
I'm gonna do drugs in front of him. Just kidding, that's gay, I'm not gay. I'm very much into girls thanks.
"I dare you." I say as he continues eating his soup. "This tastes so good! What the fuck??" "I can't tell if that's a compliment or you're shocked that I made that." "How did you even make it!?" "I put fish sperm in it." "..WHAT THE F-" "I'M KIDDING! I'm kidding!" "That wasn't funny Vance!" "I didn't say it was a joke-?" "..Fuck you." "Hey, you want me to fake date you or what?" "..Yeah." "Exactly."
He should appreciate me, otherwise who else would take care of him?? "I'm done." He says giving me the bowl. "You're so lucky I don't wanna beat your ass." "What's stopping you?" "..Nothing, I'm just being nice." I say walking to the sink.
"So..how'd it go?" "How'd what go?" I say grabbing the soapy wet sponge turning on the sink. "Trying to beat your high score." "Eh, I didn't beat it." "Well can you tell me what it is?" He says walking up to me putting his hands on my shoulders.
"It's 999,076." "Well shit, how?" "I mostly just go there since I have nothing to do here." "You can do me." "What?" "I said you can do your chores." "You didn't say that." "Yeah I did?" Maybe I'm just hearing things.
"And what if I'm done with my chores?" "I don't know? Draw? Paint?" "You're so bad at giving advice." I say putting grabbing a rag to dry the bowl. "Hey, you wanna watch a movie at mine?" "After I shower." "Oh you're seriously gonna do it?" "Hell yeah, I'm not a pussy." I say looking at him.
