• Both are boys
• Both are juniors in high school
• Requested by stiraandscira
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Scorpio's POV
After parking my car in the school's parking lot, I got out and looked around for my friend. 'He's around here somewhere, he would've told me if he's sick.' I thought. That thought was interrupted by his car blasting Feel Good Inc. by Gorillaz parking next to mine. Once he turned his black Toyota off, he gave me a bro hug like we always did.
"Hey Scorp, see you were waiting for me." he teased me.
"Shut up Taurus, you scared me for a sec, what happened?" I asked.
"Needed to help my mom at her restaurant." Taurus explained.
"How's your moms business? Still slow?" I said.
"Yeah, she has to work another job just to keep her restaurant going. I'm also helping out of course." he said with sadness. "How's your dad? Any better?"
"Still very shitty. Why do you think I'm always at your house?" I told him flatly.
"I thought you just liked my company." Taurus said with a pretty smile.
"That too, but your folks are nicer than mine." I explained.
"Oh my gosh he's so scary, why do you like him?!" A random female voice whispers. "Taurus is nicer, why don't you like him?"
I don't turn around to see who it was, I just kept walking. In my peripherals, I see Taurus somewhat shocked by what they said and my reaction. He nudged me and asked why I didn't respond.
"Why didn't you say anything? Pisces is really nice, she's perfect for you." Taurus elaborates.
"Their conversation about me is none of my business, Taurus. Besides, I already like someone else." I replied.
"Really? Who's this mystery girl?" he asked.
"I'm not telling you." I answered.
"What why? We're best friends and I know you more than anyone on earth." Taurus says.
"Because I don't want to." I said sternly.
"Okay." Taurus answered shyly.
'Why do I have to be such a pussy, why can't I just tell him?' I thought. I've grown feelings for Taurus since freshmen year and I thought it was a puberty thing. Fast forward two years and I still haven't told him about it. What if he runs away from me? I'll be fucking alone, everyone in this school is too scared to talk to me. Either that or there are some girls who want sex from me and I'm not down with that.
Once we got to our class, everyone froze when I walked in. After sitting in the back with Taurus, conversation resumed. 'Why does everyone hate me? I never fucking did anything.' I ponder. I'm surprised Taurus hasn't ran away yet. I watch him pull out his sketch book and start drawing in it. The picture was a boy looking out in the distance looking at a rainbow. He has scars all over himself and he looks very melancholic, in contrast to his other drawings which were a bit more cheerful. 'Taurus always knew how to draw well.' I thought.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked abruptly.
"Huh?" Taurus questioned.
"What's the meaning behind your drawing?" I clarified.
"This boy is struggling with his identity. The scars are from his parents. The background is black because in the world, there seems to never be happiness for queer people, they're always judged for that you know?" Taurus explained.
