"I swear to god, Vox. Knock it off! He's gonna notice and think that you're a creep!" Fulgur whisper-shouts from across him. The ravenette turns to him with wide eyes, blush forming on his cheeks at being caught red-handed.
"Which you are by the way- but my point is that you need to stop being such a pussy and go ask for his number already!"
"First off, I was not staring-" The cyborg rolls his eyes at him. "Uh huh, yea sure." The other glared at him as he continued, "Second, fuck you. Say that to me when you've asked Uki out you bitch." He hisses heatedly through his teeth.
For context, Vox has recently become a very frequent visitor to the library (by recent I mean a few months ago). But the thing is, is that he rarely ever went here unless it was for tests and exams. But one day when he went to acompany Luca to the library, Vox fell for what might be the most beautiful man he's ever laid his eyes on (and might also be his ideal type).
"Atleast I make effort unlike someone that I know." Fulgur rolls his eyes and Vox scoffs at that.
"Besides, you don't even have his number. Heck, you've never even talked to him!"
"Shut up."
Fulgur does, for a bit, before sighing. He grabs his book and flips to where he was reading earlier.
"I'm serious dude, you should atleast try talking to him." Fulgur flips a page and doesn't look at him when he speaks. His tone is now more serious. Vox notices that and fiddles with the straw of his coffee. The ice has all melted by now, he notices, when he shakes it. "I'm content with the current situation. Admiring him from afar is enough for me." He says the last part quietly. That much is true, Vox is content with how things are. "This thing is gonna go away at some point anyways."
"I doubt it. It's been months, Vox. Months. That is not a short amount of time. If you're gonna spend your time pining over a stranger, then atleast make the effort to get to know him." He says sternly, finally looking up to look at Vox. "This isn't a romance novel dude, it's cringe seeing you like this." His tone suddenly changes, matching the cyborg's grimace.
That gets him to calm down a little and Vox rolls his eyes at that. Though he admits what Fulgur says is true. He knows it's creepy as fuck and that, yeah, he should probably stop. Or maybe actually start taking Fulgur's advice...
"Yeah yeah, whatever."
Fulgur raises his brow at that, urging him to elaborate further and Vox slumps on the table and relents.
"I'll try to talk to him next time." He mutters quietly. Fulgur huffs, "that's more like it. By the way, even if I am comcerned about your pining, Uki was the one who told me to confront you." To this Vox sits properly back up.
"He what."
"You heard me. He said that you just needed a little push and wow did that actually work wonders. Oh and he also said that you looked pathetic and he couldn't stand to watch that any longer." Vox gaped and blinked owlishly at him, because what the fuck? Was he that obvious? Uki has literally only joined them here like, once, and Vox swore that he was too busy undressing fulgur with his eyes to notice anything.
"What the fuck?" He said outloud. The other man only shrugs.
Well that's that. Huh.
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Next time never actually came until 2 months later. His schedule became super hectic and everything just became, well, busy. Vox also realises later on that during another night on his table, coffee half-finished with 2.00 AM sat boldly on his phone screen. With dark circles and fried brain, he belated realises that he never once thought of the pretty man from the library again (he didn't have the time to).
