Anderperry one shots

Cherries

the snow , melting stuck to Todd's head as he walked through the Welton grounds 'it's so beautiful' Neil said. he had been waiting for the first snowfall , and now here it was. all Todd had wished for was a chance to kiss the beautiful brunette beside him , and his mind still persisted with those thoughts , only much , much more romantic as Neil admired the snowy scene before them. Even at night , he couldn't sleep because whenever he closed his eyes , all he could see was Neil. He knew these were unnatural thoughts , but they felt so , so natural to him.

Todd pov:
I bit my nails because I knew that for today's poem , there was no chance for Todd , given his past as someone who considered himself undesirable and thought that everything inside him was 'worthless' and 'embarrassing' and i'd have to present my poem to the class. what was even worse is that  we're covering is poetry based on love.
Even though Keating said they could base it on anything, I wrote mine about Neil, because he was the only thing I love.

Neil pov:
I didn't think I could bear to read my poem to the class. I may be popular , but i'd be rideculed for loving a boy , i mean this is the 1950's , you'd be expelled at the least. 'Mr Anderson, may I put you out of your misery?' is the most I wanted to hear. Todd stood in front of the class , beads of sweat rolled onto his eyebrows as he cleared his throat nervously

'poem' he said
(just pretend i wrote a poem 😭😭 , maybe i'll write one in laterr)
'wow boy ,  your poem demonstrates something of amazing poetry , true love , even when forbidden' Keating said , trying to applaud Todd on his amazing poetry to rid him of his unneeded embarrassment caused by the boys in the back of the class. but I couldn't see any shame in the poem . I only felt something... weird? it felt like what I heard about Knox or Charlie's feelings towards girls when they had a boyfriend , like Knox's hopeless romantic behaviours toward Chris. f-ck , why was i jealous? I needed to clap because of the poem Todd just showed to the class , I didn't have to , but I needed to..
3rd Person pov

'hey todd...?' 'yes , Neil?' 'can we go take a walk in the snow?' 'o-of course..'
as they walked , Neil knew what he had to do 'who was your poem about?'
'uhm.. y-y-y..' Neil stared longingly into his eyes for what felt like 2 years , but it was only 20 seconds. 'can i kiss you?' Neil suddenly blurted out because he was thinking with his heart and not his brain. Todd couldn't even answer , whilst awestruck as he planted his lips onto the other's soft , pretty pink lips. 'I love you' Neil said into the kiss 'fuck it , carpe diem! I wanna write poems for you , Neil . I love you too. i've waited all my time at Hell-ton for this moment, fantasized about what it would be like. i've longed to know what you taste like , Neil.' 'well , what do I taste like?' 'cherries.'