A Series of One-Shots

Highschool: Lovely Making

Warning: Fluffy smut, technical foursome

They were beautiful.

There were so many words that could be used to describe the trio. "Beautiful" couldn't begin to comprehend the glory in just these three people, but he tried.

Belak. Popular, absolute fangirl material boy. The brooding, emo type that's the most sought out from both boys and girls. Cold and emotionless, too cool for anyone.

That's what they know.

He knows better.

The sharpness and judgement of his eyes negate the warm emerald irises filled with affection and love.

The toned muscles, big enough to see, hide the way he is gentle and accepting of others.

His hair, sticking up in blue-ivory wisps, make many assume he's an asshole, instead of the overprotective soul he truly is.

Soft at heart, only for his lovers. He is a welcoming warm emerald green.

Sevi. Pure, innocent girl who has boys trailing and drooling. A sweet soft voice and wide hazel-brown eyes. A submissive, white rose who follows others.

Those who know, prey.

He knows better.

Wide eyes shine with lust and affection, purity a deception to everyone as she continues to be the rebellious soul she is, to the school and her parents.

Arms that could crush you, muscles disguised as thin fat stuck on her biceps.

Her hair, a short light brown bobbing up and down as she storms down the hall, commanding and predacious.

A truthful deception, only for her lovers. She is a beautiful white lie.

Odety. A rule-breaking punk who's loud and disruptive to everyone. Partially dyed hair and eyes that look only for mischief. A weak, pathetic moron to everyone.

They scowl and glare.

He knows better.

Her excitement and shouts rival the sweet whispers of affection and love.

Black and blue curling hair like the night sky and the calming waves of water, sky blue eyes that shine with love and twinkle like the stars.

Arms that fight to protect and hug to love, a brain that may not understand history but can read human emotions in a flash.

A perfect balance, only for her lovers. She is a stunning electric blue sea.

A perfect trio. Dedicated, amazing lovers.

He is not one of them.

Yet they show these secret sides to him.

At the beginning he thought Belak was as cold as he. He thought Sevi was like all the other fangirls. He thought Odety as just a weird, hyperactive idiot.

He was wrong. And they proved him so.

Now that he knows...

-he's fallen for them all.

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"Zal!!" The voice was like the ringing of bells from the heaven, to which he always complied. He turned to the holy voice.

He was met with an eye, the other one covered by the mess of hair spawned by heat and sweat.

Her enthusiasm and smile almost bling him, yet he gives a small sincere smile in return.