Prove it - A Kazuscara Fic

XI

scara gaped at heizou. then he shut his mouth, realizing he looked like a goldfish.

"wha..what.. are you talking about?"

heizou's eyes flicked away quickly, grimacing. "uh, just so you know.. i tried to stop you." then he got up and left the classroom, feeling ten times more embarrased.

he bit his lip and continued on to his next class, which passed fairly quickly, since the majority of his thoughts consisted of 'how much did everyone know? or worse, see?'

after the initial day of the party, he hadn't spoken to anyone else and didn't really bother figuring out what happened.

he used his critical thinking skills and guessed that he got even drunker, they all got out of the pool and kazuha coaxed him into giving him head. he really, really hoped that was all he did...

after checking his wallet, (and realizing he has about two dollars to his name) he headed to the cafeteria since he didn't really feel like starving.

slipping into the line, he smiled -or tried to, atleast- at his aunt in the lunch line, and she slid him a plate. free of charge.

that's honestly the only reason he went to this school, had she not been there, he would've been a bartender or something. maybe he'd work at mcdonald's his whole life. but he definitely wouldn't have gone to college.

and with how life was going right now, he was kinda wishing he never went.

as he sat down in a table in the corner, he saw some of the guys on the football team looking at him.

self consciously, he brushed his bangs forwards, so they covered his face better.

eventually, a guy with blonde hair came up and slid into his booth, grinning.

"hey, you're scara..uhh, scara, right?" he said with an obviously fake smile.

he frowned. his name was actyally NOT scara, but recently people had started calling him that more often because of mona's nickname, and he just kinda went by it now.

"...yes."

"great! so, uh. how about," he said, sliding his hand across the table. under it, was a $50 bill. "you put that mouth to work like you did at the party last night, and we head out to my car?"

scara sat still, his apple still halfway to his mouth, eyes wide. "ah..excuse me..?" he said with a forced smile, hoping he misheard him.

a guy with gray hair back at his table groaned loudly, calling the boy back. "he's not gonna say yes, kaveh!"

kaveh scowled at the tall guy, then turned back to scara, his frown melting off his face. "whaddya say? it's fifty bucks, and-"

scara stood up, his chair scraping across the floor behind him. "fuck you." and he was off.

al haitham shrugged as kaveh walked back. "told you."

"it was worth a try, you saw how good his head game was."

-

holy fuck, was this the end of his social life? were people going to constantly ask him for blowjobs?

this would blow over soon-- right? hopefully everyone would forget and...

someone just whistled at him in the hall. oh my god, he fucked up.

it seemed like overnight, almost everyone in the school now thought he was gay, (and also really good at sucking dick) and it wasn't much better for kazuha.

in his classes, most of the girls who used to have crushes on him now just stared silently, then turned away, whispering with their friends.

he sunk down into a chair in the second to last row, trying not to be seen.

"you fucked up," xiao said as he sat down, finally spotting him not at their usual spot.

"yeah.. i know dude." he whispered, hoping he could shrink into the shadows.

"i told you not to."

"did you?" kazuha asked, looking up. he still had no memory.

"mhm. you two both started drinking waaay too much, then you dragged him over to a circle on the floor, i dunno what game it was but eventually you started taking shots and then i looked back at you like ten minutes later and you were making out against a wall so i ran over and tried to make you stop but you were already having that dude get on his knees and i gave up and-" xiao took a breath. "that's pretty much it."

kazuha felt like slamming his head on the table, but that was too much, so he just held it in his hands. "i didn't force him, did i?"

"nah. you're good, i actually think he made out with you first."

kazuha hummed. "and he blocked my number. fuck."

xiao chuckled. "might as well start dating him now, because all you're gonna hear for the next couple months are rumors about you two dating."

the lesson started then, so kazuha looked out the window. maybe that could happen, if scara didn't hate his guts right now.

826 words. hey guys 😍😍 kinda wanna make scara a slut and let him give bjs to other ppl buuuut also i feel like most of u aren't into that so idk up to u.