6 Months, Paper Planes (Beeduo AU)

Month 5

TW: Swearing, Kisses, Blood.

"Ugh~ Why me~?" Tommy whined, chewing at his lips as he glanced towards the girls at the corner of the classroom, huddled up together, giggling and stealing glances from him. He winked, sending them into a giggling frenzy.

Tubbo on the other hand, rolled his eyes at them, staring back into his book that he was desperately trying to memorise but couldn't. His mind was already occupied by something... or should he say 'someone'?

He blushed at the thoughts, trying to rid of the dirty ones that came into his mind, too distracted to see Tommy raise a brow at him as he leaned against the brunette's desk from behind.

"Whatcha thinkin'?" Tommy whispered into the shorter's ear, his warm breath hitting the back of the latter's ear, sending him into a shivering mess, chills running down his spine.

Out of instinct, Tubbo's elbow shot out, followed by a prolonged groan from behind. Tubbo twisted his head towards the blonde, seething at him as the other slouched against his chair, clutching onto his side where Tubbo had gutted him, "Well deserved,"

Tommy let out a breathy laugh, "Great way to embarrass me in front of those hot bitches over there," "Gotta get 'em chick before you get a good snack to take home," Tubbo huffed, turning towards the group of girls, who quivered in fear under the brunette's cold narrowed glare.

"Hey, why ya gotta scare 'em?" Tommy smiled, leaning forward once again. "Disgusting..." Tubbo muttered under his breath. Of course, he thought Tommy didn't hear, oh how oblivious... And dense... very dense.

"Hey, if you think these are a lot, you are gonna get lost in the sea of chicks surrounding the island with the tallest palm tree," Tommy watched as the brunette slowly and creepily turned towards the blonde, his head doing an almost 360, his face expressionless, eyes like the depths of the Pacific ocean.

Tommy gulped, catching a glimpse of one of the girls, giving him a face that he figured only meant 'now you know how we feel'. His hands started fidgeting, he has never been this nervous before, did he say something wrong?

Well duh, Tommy mentally facepalmed, physically flinching, you just told him that a bunch of whores have basically been grinding against his man's lap. He nervously lifted his gaze up to face Tubbo's nonchalant expression.

After a long while, at least that's what it seemed to Tommy, Tubbo parted his lips. Tommy squeezed his eyes shut, expecting a 'how can you be so mean to your best friend?', 'are you really my best friend, are you trying to help me win him over or make him hate me more?', 'you're the one who got me into this mess, you're gonna be the one fixing the problem if chaos starts when I confess, the FAKE confession'.

Nope! Not at all. "You do realise I'm dyslexic?" Tubbo bursts out laughing as Tommy leans forwards in his chair, eyes widening, jaw gaping. "Pfft, what were you thinking?" Tubbo cackles out. "I-I don't know! Wait, so you're trying to tell me you didn't understand a single word?" Tommy exclaims.

Tubbo shakes his head. "And you waited to add suspense to emphasise such a minor point while nearly giving me a heart attack?!" Tommy slammed his hands on his desk, shooting up from his chair. Tubbo giggled, knowing the anger was not directed at him as he once again mumbled a 'no'.

"Oh my-" Tommy flings his arms in the air dramatically, as he falls back into his chair, breathing heavily while clutching the left side of his chest, calming his heartbeat as it rose.

Tommy scowled at the brunette, still laughing his ass off. "What did that mean?" Enquired Tubbo once his laughter died down. Tommy rolled his eyes, parting his lips before it opened wider as his sparkling blue eyes trailed above the brunette, halting at something right over the shorter's head.