It was just a typical day and firkle hurried down the hall towards his first period class. It was math, and the goth was no good at it, but he figured since his friends weren't around he might as well go. "Hey, I think you dropped this." He felt a warm hand on his shoulder and turned to see ike holding black headphones. Firkle snatched them back hastily and wondered how they could have possibly fallen out of his bag. "Thanks." Firkle felt himself smile at the happy boy in front of him. 'Urg, don't be stupid firkle. Your being hopeful. Waaait.... did I just smile at him? I can't just go around smiling at any idiot like that.' The goth watched ike walk away with his jock Friends. But ike turned and smiled at him. A heartwarming smile that made firkle want to be sick, or was he just disgusted with his own feelings? It didn't matter. The goth trudged off to class.
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Love is... (ike x firkle)
RomanceI wish I could hate you. But I cant. I love you, and I need you here with me. Firkle has always been cold, unwelcoming and antisocial. But he develops an unwanted crush on his classmate ike. The goth pushes away the feelings and ignores ike as much...
