Eddsworld One-Shots

Paultryck #1

AU: Highschool
Type: Fluff
Small Note: Paul is Transgender
Story Words: 594 (Not impressive but e h)

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Paul was standing behind the school, smoke coming from the lit cigarette and him blowing it out of his mouth. His jacket was thrown carelessly to the floor as he took a drag from the cancer causing item.

God, he loves it. He loves the taste, the smell of smoke. It was just like gasoline… that sweet, sweet smell. Some hated it, yet he loves it. Not to mention he gets an adrenaline rush whenever he sees a higher level.  He puffs out more smoke as he blinks, leaning and letting some of his guard down.

“Paul?”

Throwing a punch, a scared screech was heard. However, nothing collided with his fist. On the floor was about a 6’8 male, chocolate brown hair and dark blue eyes.

“... Bad time?”

“Good time,” he gave a weak smile, throwing the cigarette to the floor and stomping on it. “What's up, Patryck?”

Oh God, Patryck. He was two years older than him, but that meant nothing. Paul has been madly in love with the man before him as he extends his hand, helping the Polish man up.

“Happy birthday.”

He was presented with a box wrapped with pretty, sparkling pink paper. He smiles widely. “Thanks, Patryck. I really don't know what I did to deserve you as a friend.”

“Shut your trap and open it!”

Paul laughs at his taller friend, carefully ripping the paper and staring at the box. It was a pretty big size, about being as long as his forearm and two feet tall. His eyes widened when he saw what was inside.

What was inside made tears come to his eyes they slowly slipped out. A quiet sob left him, face flushing and smiling weakly.

What he saw was one thing he couldn't buy, thanks to his parents. A binder.

He usually would have to wear a sports bra, but he still hated it.

Now he had one. He could finally feel more masculine.

The next one was another box, showing a drawing tablet. He smiles widely, seeing it was one of the most expensive brands.

“Patryck…”

“Shush. That's not all. Keep digging.”

So he did. He gently picked up the drawing tablet and put it on the floor, seeing the other small items. Stuffed animals and drawings were in the box, video games, a new 3DS XL. Things he didn't even know Patryck could afford. That's when he saw one small, glittery silver box. He raises a brow, looking up at Pat.

Instead of seeing his usual calm face, he was now looking away, face slightly pink and eyes showed nervousness.

Paul slowly opened the box and felt his heart pound. It was a ring with a pink diamond on it. He saw a note on the top of the box, reading it silently to himself.

Paul,

Happy sixteenth birthday. I hope you like all of these gifts! You don't know how much work I had to do to get all of this. I know you probably won't accept half of these, but I refuse to take them back. They need a good home. Seeing you read this letter will probably give me anticipation, so I'll get onto the point for My future selfs’ sake.

I've loved you for awhile, two in a half years to be exact. So I only have one question,

Will you go out with me?

“...Patryck..”

He got up, throwing his arms around his Polish friend.

“Of course I'll be yours..” the man whispers, tears falling from his eyes as he kisses the man's lips.

“Of course.”

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