☆ 49 - flowers ☆

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(a/n: i didn't use google translate so if you're fluent in spanish i am vEry sorry for fucking up your language)

Virgil put his head on the lunch table and sighed. Roman tapped his shoulder and asked, "¿Qué pasa?" (What's up?)

"Quiero muerte." (I want death.)

"Ay caramba... No otra vez. ¿Por qué?" (Oh no... Not again. Why?)

"Logan dijo él estaría aquí hoy, pero no lo está. Él esta llegando mañana a la empezar de día escolar." (Logan said he would be here today, but he isn't. He's coming tomorrow at the start of the school day.)

"Bien, va a la escuela mañana. Es muy bueno, ¿no es así?" (Well, he is going to school tomorrow. That is really good, isn't it?)

"Yo, I learned a little bit of Spanish. I still suck and I have no idea what you just said. I really only memorized 'quiero muerte.'"

Roman laughed. "Okay!" He glanced behind Virgil for a second, but Virgil didn't notice. "It'll only be one day more."

"It's not the time to reference Les Mis, Ro! I'm fucking sad!" He lightly banged his head on the table.

"You good, fam?" Remy asked, blowing a bubble with his gum.

Virgil held a thumbs up.

"You're a fucking liar, but aight."

Roman, holding back a huge, mischievous grin, took his laptop out of his bag. "Oh, Virge. I forgot. I wanted to show you something on my laptop."

Virgil sat up and Roman opened the top. Roman logged in and opened the Photobooth app, displaying to both of them the Spanish boy's smirk and the purple haired boy's eyebrow raised in confusion.

Someone tapped Virgil's shoulder and he looked into the camera and saw Logan motherfucking Decker.

He gasped. "You said you'd be here tomorrow!"

"That was a falsehood. I wanted to surprise you," Logan replied as he pushed up his glasses. Then, he pulled a mixed bouquet from behind his back and presented it to his stunned boyfriend.

"Noooo... Stop buying me shit, I feel bad that I didn't do anything for you!" Virgil accepted the bouquet and stared at the vibrant colors.

Logan sat in the seat next to his still shocked boyfriend. "So, are you free after school?"

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