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First Kiss

Lets to back to when they were in about 9th grade, shall we?

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There was something he couldn't exactly put his mind to, yet the small drawing he had received was one of the best ever. Maybe it was the consideration and time put into it, maybe it was how he scanned over it and held a large, happy smile.

Or maybe it was because it was from him. The little dork had a brightly red blush as he handed it to him, trying to keep people out of their business, in probably the middle of class. The dork had to literally hide behind him once the girls had started to snicker and try and sneak any peek they can.

He only smiled and chuckled.

One of the girls, Courtney, Had snuck a peek and had one of the most oddest laughing fits Scott had seen. He knew his own face had gained a tint of blush as he slowly and carefully took his time to fold it up, setting it into his binder. The teacher paid no mind, holding back his own chuckles.

Class ended after that, and he stood, slowly heading out of the classroom, a small dork following him. The dorks own mind was racing in thoughts, wondering if giving him the slip of paper was a good idea. His mind made up different situations about if Scott didn't like it, or if he did. He enjoyed the ones he did.

The brunette, Scott, calmly walked to his locker, calmly opening it up, grabbing a magnet he kept there. Vincent watched with curiosity and interest. Scott quickly pulled out the slip of paper, flattened it back out, and set it on the locker, using the magnet to keep it where it was.

The brunette stepped back with a large grin, chuckling. "Perfect.." he said, looking at the raven haired dork. He let his grin fade into a smile, reaching out, gently poking his nose. "Boop!" Vincent blinked, a soft sneeze erupting from him. Scott snickered, "Alright, Kitten sneeze.. Now your works up, and why don't you let people see it?"

As if to help his question, people stopped and looked at the paper drawing, Vincent immediatly starting to gain his red blush again. Scott reached over, grabbing his books and taking them from him before setting them in his locker. He noticed the small little crowd, who was all watching the small scene with interest.

The raven haired dork slowly covered his face, a soft whimper crawling its way up his throat. The brunette smiled, grabbing his shoulders and slowly pulling him closer before looking back at the crowd. "You see this dork..? Yep. This one..? Heh, he's mine. Leave him alone.."

Vincent glanced from behind his hands, the red dusting his nose along as his ears. "S-Scott... That's n-not helping.." he stuttered, trying to appear smaller against the taller, and stronger brunette. The brunettes amber eyes trailed down to his green, chuckling. "Yeah... And you know what? What I'm about to do won't help either."

Vincent glanced up, "Wait wha-" his cry was cut short by something rather.. Warm. His eyes widen, quickly coming to a realization at what was happening. He only stayed still, not knowing exactly what to do next. Scott gently pulled away, grinning. "... Heh.. Paper heart ya, Vin.."

The raven haired dork glanced at him, gulping softly. Was that real? He slowly reached up, gently touching his mouth. That was real. The brunette grinned, gently ruffling his hair, calmly ignoring his own red face.

He did it. Finally..

He turned, closing the locker door as he walked down the hall, humming a soft tune. Vincent quietly looked at him, watching him leave the corridor. He gently shook his head, calmly heading his own way. He'd ask him later about it.