Penguins /Fyogol/

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Since he first saw him in class, he knew that the white-haired boy with braids was someone very special, despite often acting like a clown.

That attracted him in a certain way; he was a charismatic person, but not any less intelligent for it.

He could confirm it the first time they worked together in a physics workshop. Nikolai was a very sharp and clever person. And if he had been interested in him before just for being funny, now he was completely sure that he, Fyodor Dostoyevsky, liked Nikolai.

When he told Sigma, he was very surprised.

"In love, you?" he asked, not quite believing it. "Wow. Miracles do happen."

"I'm serious. I really mean it," the Russian promised. "Can you help me?"

Sigma raised an eyebrow.

"And you're asking me, whose romantic life is as nonexistent as unicorns?"

"...Honestly, I have no one else to ask."

The boy smiled wryly.

"Well, I'll help you. But I can't promise anything. You know my flirting skills are practically as nonexistent as yours."

"Perhaps, but you communicate more easily than I do."

"Deal."

"Deal."

They shook hands. Fyodor maintained a very serious expression, while Sigma smiled.

"So, who's the lucky one?"

"Nikolai."

Fyodor was too busy making sure Nikolai didn't see him, so he didn't notice the shadow that crossed his friend's face.

"So, Gogol, huh?" Sigma murmured, biting his lip.

"Yes. Why?"

When he looked at him again, Sigma wore a wonderful smile.

"Just curious. I'll help you, don't worry about that," he said. "But first, I'd like to know how much you're going to pay me."

"Pay you?" Fyodor asked, stunned. "Are you seriously going to charge me?"

He shrugged.

"The amount of money you give me is equivalent to how much effort I put into the project," the bicolor-haired one explained. "Do you want me to put in a lot of effort or not? It's not like money is a problem for you, after all, you come from a wealthy family."

"Money isn't a problem, but..." He sighed. "Whatever. Fifteen thousand yen."

Sigma crossed his arms.

"Five thousand yen?"

"Twenty thousand."

"Fifteen."

"Deal."

The bell rang.

"Well, I have class. We'll talk later, Fyodor. You owe me fifteen thousand yen for every piece of advice I give you."

"You're expensive," the Russian protested.

"You have to know how to separate business from friendships."

They waved goodbye and walked in different directions. Sigma's heart was heavy. Why, out of all the people in their school, did Fyodor have to fall in love with him? Why did he have to fall in love with the guy he liked?

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My name's Frog. I'm a spanish speaker, and this Is a translate i did with the Google translator and my spanish-to-english dictionary. So, if there's any mistake, please let me know. Thanks!

Random question: which is your favorite word in spanish? 

My favorite word in english is behavior. Idk, i like pronounce it

Thanks for reading!