Ike smiled from across the room at his boyfriend, who had actually come to class for once. Even though firkle didn't take notes, and mostly just drew creepy things in his notebook, being at school was good for him. The teacher didn't seem to notice him drawing, or maybe she just didn't care. The goth didn't notice ike staring and probably never would, but ike couldn't help it. Firkle looked slightly different, wearing the same black jeans but a blue shirt. Ike knew his parents made him dress nicer, but he looked really cute as he pouted down at his new colorful clothes.
The teacher pointed her ruler at firkle and asked a question he couldn't answer. Some kids snickered to themselves. The teacher looked very disappointed but continued to ask for an answer. Firkle looked embarrassed, and stared down at his feet. Ike stood up and shouted the answer. He was always a good student, so this was no problem for the teen. The teacher turned to him, still frowning, "ike, that question was for firkle, but you are right." She then turned back to the chalkboard. Firkle glanced at ike, which was as close to a thank you he was going to get.
An, I'm sorry it took me so long to get this chapter up. I just have had alot of stress lately.
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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...
