Lab Partners (belldom oneshot)

Lab Partners

"Everybody clear? Alright, now pair up!" the teacher clapped and walked out the rooms
Matt's head shot up from his desk. He hadn't got any sleep from spending his night with a marathon of old X Flies re-runs. Which meant that he totally fell asleep for the most critical instructions of today's chem lab. Oops.

Helplessly, Matt watched as everybody around him partnered up to began their lab prep. Even his neighbor Chris had already paired up with bloody Tom Kirk!

Shit! Now I'll be alone doing fuck knows what!

Before he could make his way over to give his mate a piece of his mind, his eyes caught sight of a blonde mop in the corner.

At least I'm not alone.

He poked the snoring mass's nose once, twice, and a final time before it let out a yelp.
"-eh, huh, five more minutes, Mum- oH SHIT"

Grey eyes opened wide in panic as he jumped up from the desk. The owner of the snoring mop was none other than Dom Howard, resident slacker. Just last week, he'd almost caught his hair on fire when he napped too close to the burners.

"Shit, did I fall asleep again? Sorry to inconvenience ya, mate"

Of course it didn't help that the resident slacker was hella cute.

"No big deal, not the end of world yet," Matt flashed a nervous smile. Those dimples just made everything better.

He couldn't help but smile when Dom flashed his dimples again.

Oh, this boy was Mr. Hella Cute.

So hella cute in fact that Matt couldn't help but sneak another peek on his way towards the beakers. If only he had a chance with Dom. He had such cute cheeks. Plus the way his eyes shone when he laug- OOF!

He tripped and fell into the beaker cabinet, sending glass flying everywhere.

Shitshitmotherofacuntfucking shit fuck!!

He heard the shatter of beakers and the curses and screams of his classmates.

Matt was covered in broken glass and shame. All eyes were on him. He slowly tried to wriggle away from the glass and staring eyes. Where the fuck was the teacher? He could feel a stinging cut in his left hand. Fucking awesome.
He pried himself away from the shattered cabinet and turned around. Dom was standing inches away.

Before Matt could stutter out a response, Dom grabbed him roughly.

"Crap!! Matt! Are you alright?! You scared the shit outta me!!"

If he hadn't been shaken so vigorously, Matt would've kissed him on the spot. The fact that he was bleeding in the middle of Chemistry with all eyes on him snapped Matt back to reality.

"Oh, um, yeah, I'm so sor-"

As Matt's nervous tick of touching his face took over, he left a red smear across his cheek.

"Shit, Matt!! You're bleeding like hell!! We've gotta get you to a nurse!!"

"Um, yeah, right" He was too focused on the way Dom's hair framed his face. Would it be as soft as it looked?

With Dom's anxious guidance, Matt tried stepping out of his mess. Immediately, he felt a slice through his foot.

"DAMN THESE CHEAP SHOES!!" Matt screeched. He could feel the shard in his right heel. How the fuck was he gonna get outta this shit??

Then, all of the sudden before Matt could let out another screech, two strong arms scooped him up and out of the glass mess.

The smell of green apples overwhelmed him as he was thrown over Dom's shoulder.

By this point, Matt couldn't tell if it was the blood loss or the proximity to Mr. Hella Cute making him woozy.

Either way, Matt happily passed out on the way towards help.

Sweet dreams of Dom filled his mind the whole way.

When he woke, he saw a blonde mop hovering over him. A lazy grin spread across his face before Matt noticed the white hospital room. Shit, just how bad did he fuck up this time?

"Hey, how're you doing now? You cut your foot pretty badly. Bet it hurts like hell, mate. They did stitches and all that shit. Your mom's still on her way though"

"Uh, y-yeah, it's not fun," he stuttered, suddenly nervous.

Dom smiled. "Well, it still was pretty impressive the mess you made" he chuckled. "I don't think even I could fuck up as much as ya did."

Matt groaned and wiped his face with his hand. So much for ever living this down. Why was Dom even here? Was it because he felt guilty? "Listen you don't have to-"

Dom cut him off. "So, I since you've had such a shit day and all, I brought you those," he pointed to a vase of white camellias behind the bed, "plus I know this arcade down the street, since you'll be getting loads sick days and all. Of course, you'll need someone to make sure you don't break anything else."

Dom flashed his dimpled smile again before adding "I'd love to take you out to the taco shop next door" with a slight blush.

Wait, had Matt died in that beaker cabinet and gone to heaven? The moment Matt opened his mouth to respond, his mother came barreling into the hospital room and shooed Dom away.

A few hours later....

Before Matt finally left the hospital that night, he noticed Dom's camellias again. There was a tag on the middle flower with a phone number and a message:

"To Mr. Adorable,
You talk in your sleep.
-x Mr Hella Cute"

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