My Favourite Queers

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Phoenix's P.O.V

"Shit shit shit shit motherfucking assbutt fucking hell why the fuck..." It goes on like that for a while. I think you get the point. Rowan is looking at me with a worried look on her face, but I don't care. I'm desperately trying to get my shit together.

"What is it?" She asks.

"I'm late to fucking class!" I yell as I bolt towards the door.

"Skip with me?" I look at Rowan, mouth hanging open like an idiot.

"It's the second day, Rowan, I can't skip!" She pouts. Oh shit she's adorable. I shake my head to get rid of these thoughts. "Don't you have classes to get to?"

"One, but it's really boring and starts at ten." I shake my head.

"I'm sorry Rowan, but I really have to go." I walk towards her and pat her on the shoulder, she just pouts, then I'm running out the door.

~~~

Oh my stars I'm so hungry. It's the middle of class and my stomach won't shut the fuck up. When's the last time I ate? I groan. My gaming Doritos. Fuck. I should've skipped to at least have breakfast. But for now? I guess I'll die.

The dude sitting next to me, which is like, five empty seats away due to the small class looks over at me, concerned.

"You okay there?" He whispers. I shoot him a look of wrath and agony.

"No!" I whisper scream. He flashes me another concerned look.

"Hungry?" I stare at him like he just suggested to jump off a cliff.

"No shit, Sherlock." I retort. He turns around and starts rummaging through his bag. I try to go back to paying attention when a flying projectile hits me in the side of my head. I'm about to shout at him when I notice a pack of chips lying on the floor. I turn to him and mouth 'Thank you', and he smiles warmly, holding up a piece of paper that says 'Happy to help ;D".

Those chips didn't last two minutes.

~~~

Fuck I'm so tired right now. I just want to collapse on my bed and sleep for a long time. I'm struggling to put the key in the hole and that's when I here it. Her. Rowan, talking to herself. No, she's probably on the phone with someone. I'm about to enter when she raises her voice, still to quiet to hear, but loud enough. I open the door and walk in to Rowan pacing back and forth, tears streaming down her face. She looks pissed. She's yelling into the phone about never wanting to even smell this person so much as look at them ever again or something like that. She then hangs up and sits on the floor with her head in her knees. A lump rises in my throat. Should I let her know I'm here? I don't know what to do in this situation.

I must have been too lost in thought because next thing I know, Rowan's sitting by me with her head buried in my side, tears soaking my shirt. I run a hand through her soft brown hair while she grasps my waist like it's the only thing that can keep her on earth.

"Hey." I whisper. "You wanna tell me what's wrong?" She shakes her head.

"You want to cuddle." To this she nods, and I pull her closer to me and put one arm around her. "Wanna have a movie night?" She nods again. "Am I allowed to get up to get my laptop?" I feel her arms leave my side as she sits up and nods, keeping her mouth shut, almost pouting.

I return with my laptop and it's charger, and it only takes me a couple of minutes to set it up. Pretty soon I'm back on my bed, Rowan's arm around my waist and scrolling through my Netflix account to find a good movie.

"How about... This one." She points at one I've seen before.

"Sure, it's a good movie." Rowan rolls onto her side, looking up at me and pouting.

"You've already seen it?!" I nod

"In theaters, yes." She digs her elbow into my leg before going back to browsing.

"Ooh. How about Dr Strange?" I giggle.

"Do we have a Marvel enthusiast here?" She pokes my cheek in annoyance.

"No, I just like Benedict Cumberbatch." I supress a laugh.

"Well then, why don't we watch Sherlock?" She giggles.

"Yes please!" Rowan sits up and hugs me, getting all excited. Holy crap she's so warm.

"Hey Rowan," I start. "Did you skip every class?" She shakes her head and pokes me in the side.

"Okay okay I was just asking. Rowan stop!" I almost shriek as she digs her finger into my ribs.

"Revenge." She giggles as she starts tickling me. I start thrashing, trying to get away, when I end up smacking her in the face. She stops.

"You stop that." She scolds.

"Stop what?" I ask innocently.

"Stop making me have confusing feelings." Rowan pouts.

"Fine." I don't know what she's talking about, so I'll just roll with it.

~~~

"Hey Rowan?"

"Mhm?"

"You want to hear a camp story? From cadets?"

"Sure." I take a breath. My stars, I don't care that it's two A.M. I love telling this story.

"So, when I went to a three-week course, Basic Aviation Technology and Aerospace Course, or 'BATAC' for short, one week I went to the mall there."

"Ok?" I sigh.

"I ended up buying a flag, the German one."

"So?"

"Everybody else in my flight bought one. Together we had the majority of NATO... Anyways, we gave a Soviet Union flag to our flight commander, and she ended up tying it around her neck like a cape and running around the compound." Rowan lets out a snort.

"We played a game of Uno wearing our flags like capes, and we were teamed like world war two, and this one guy had the Italian flag, so he had to switch halfway through."

"Ok?"

"The guys from my flight broke a bathroom stall." Rowan stares at me.

"How the hell?!"

"They tried to see how many people they could fit int it. It broke and they decided to carry it to the main office, I got a video, but I had to delete it."

"Oh my god. What the hell kind of camp did you go to Phoenix?" I laugh.

"A cadet one."

A/N: This camp story is 100% true, a guy in my squadron's BATAC flight had the Italian flag; they did break a bathroom stall, he did get a video and deleted it. I had just completed the General Training course a week earlier, so I obviously didn't go to BATAC that year, but I am going this year, so yay! I'm bringing back the . I have a Union Jack, a Soviet Union and a Pride flag so far.

I'm not sick, I'm twisted. Sick makes it sound like it's curable