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Pisces X Scorpio (Part 1)

Alright, short introductory phase over here;
Pisces is a girl and Scorpio is a boy.
This IS ONLY JUST THE BEGINNING. MUAHAHAHA
also, sides: Gemini (girl) and Aries (boy) for this round
//Sugar Rush//

"Hey, idiot. Hey, hey." Scorpio smirked as he continuously pestered Pisces for a response.

"What? Stop disturbing me." Pisces retorted.

Pisces and Scorpio were working on a project and they were put in the same group, along with Aries and Gemini.

"Huh, but why?" Scorpio playfully poked Pisces' cheek.

"Stop, SCORPIO. YOU'RE HARASSING ME."

Pisces was slightly disturbed and decided not to care about Scorpio because she felt that he was being a meanie. So, she turned her head, blocking her entire view of Scorpio.

"Sorry..." He sighed and carried on working in a perturbed manner.

"What does this bastard want from me? Hmph, seriously..." Pisces thought.

And then Scorpio came crawling back to Pisces.

"I-I'm sorry, Pisces... But, you're the only one I can talk to in this group... Aries and Gemini are fooling around..." Scorpio fussed.

"Oh really? Then that's okay. As long as you do the work with me, I'm fine. Don't touch me or anything though." She threatened with a menacing glare.

Scorpio whimpered at the sight of that life-threatening scowl.

"Yes, m'aam." He then giggled foolishly again.

They were working on an art project. Pisces was the only one who could even draw a circle right in this group. Scorpio's a left-hander (which clashes with certain activities), Aries can't even draw a line straight, and Gemini doesn't want to hold the pencil because she'll end up sharpening the other side and, well... get distracted.

"How 'bout you start with helping by coloring this part of the beach?" Pisces offered her paintbrush and the ocean-colored paint to Scorpio.

"Okay, but I'm colorblind. Is this the right color?" Scorpio inquired, observing the tools.

"Yeah." Pisces smiled. It was as if a ray of sunshine was painted all over her face.

'Damn, with that passion in her eyes, she's sure to do anything.' Scorpio thought to himself.

'She'd even do me, ...right? Haha, who am I kidding? She'll never acknowledge me.' Scorpio was caught in a daydream.

Then he snapped himself out of it.

Grappling the paintbrush with the right amount of strength, he dips it into the ocean blue paint which made a "splash" sound.

What he could only see, or decipher, was that the color blue was some sort of grey.

Scorpio was diagnosed with monochromatic vision from birth.

Everything he saw was in black and white.

But dang, would this girl change his entire life.

Scorpio continued to fill in the paint into blank spots.

By the time he used up the last drop of paint in the bucket, class was over.

"Oh my gosh! It's finally lunch time!" Gemini yelled.

Aries leered at Pisces and Scorpio and then made a quick escape.

And as irresponsible as they were, Aries and Gemini left all the work to Pisces and Scorpio to finish.

"Again?" Scorpio muttered as he walked towards Pisces, hands behind on his back.

"Yeah. I've gotten used to it, people pushing work on me every time." Pisces twinkled, putting their artpiece on the drying shelf.

Scorpio was shaken.

"You mean they left it all on you?" He worried.

"Yeah, but hey, at least I've got you here with me now."

Scorpio looked at Pisces.

"I..." Pisces sniffled as she tried to hold back her tears.

As much as Pisces tried to hold it in, the pain came out like an uproar from her throat in the form of a silent scream. The beads of water started falling down one after another, without a sign of stopping.

"Don't cry," Scorpio held onto her.

With pearl-shaped tears rolling down her cheeks from wide luminous eyes, she let out a heart-wrenching wail.

But Scorpio still stayed with her.

"...Because you've got me now."

Pisces had her aching hands clasping onto his back. Her face was buried in his chest, and his warmth was reaching out to her, wrapping her thoroughly with comfort.

"Hey, Scorpio?" She called out, words still cloudy from her blatant sadness.

"Yes?" He replied, gently letting her go and settling her on the ground.

"I think I like you." Pisces uttered in a tiny voice.

"I like the way you make me feel. I feel... Protected... And appreciated." She boldly confessed her feelings.

"You," Scorpio smiled to himself.

He laid his hand on the side of her face and wiped the tears away.

"I don't like you though." He smirked.

The silence held the two of them closer. It was just them alone, in the art supply room. The wind blew from the ceiling fan, and Scorpio looked dominantly into Pisces' eyes.

She tried to avoid eye-contact, but he had one arm grasping her from the back and one on her cheek.

His emerald-like eyes were mesmerizing. It captured every piece of Pisces. Gosh, was he ever this tender? Pisces pondered and pondered, falling deeper and deeper in love with this lovely, defined specimen.

"I love you," He leaned closer and settled his lips against hers. It was soft, or how Pisces would describe as, irresistibly mellow. He felt like cotton candy, heck, he even tasted like it. As her heartbeat raced, she slowly drew back from the kiss.

"I..." She panted.

"I think I might be getting a sugar rush, you taste so sweet..." She was flustered, her face flushed with crimson red.

"I love you, you're my little rainbow." Scorpio pecked Pisces on the cheek.

"I thought you were colorblind..." Pisces asked with a curious face.

"You make my world attain color." He grinned, exultingly.

//
bye my heart is happy