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Bob x Reaper (happy crisis)

Merry crisis!!

So, this short is for someone in particular, because she gave an idea and like it was the perfect idea for a gift lole.

(Aaaaa sorry it's late writers block)

Oh also I kinda made it purposely bad at the end to try and hide my sloppiness and slight frustration, so yea.

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Reaper sighed setting down his pencil and arching his back upwards, stretching.

He was in the library of his college (yeah it's a uh,, college au?) Studying for a test that was tomorrow. He had been in there for hours, trying to solve problems over and over again, but nothing seemed to stick.

 His mind would wander off, just like in class, and he would forget what he was doing and what he had learned.

Reaper finished contemplating this, only to realize that he had spaced out again. He let out an even louder sigh and slammed his head against the table, giving up.

He jolted back up when he heard the seat next to him being pulled out. He looked up and was met with a pair of bright grey eyes looking right back at him.

The man in front of him had grey eyes that seemed to almost have a violet color in the center, glowing tan skin, and light, fluffy teal hair. His face seed young and round, and it was currently lifted into a smile.

Reaper turned gay.

The guy, who introduced himself as Bob, pointed to Reaper's textbook. 

"Do you need any help? Because that's uh that's a thing that I can do is help"

That's when Reaper recognized Bob as the person who sat behind him in math class. Bob was almost always the one to answer any questions the teacher asked.

He had never really turned around to look at whoever it was as that would Give the impression that he actually cared, and that would not help his bad boy aura. 

However, Reaper needed to pass this test, and nobody else who cared was around to see them.

Muttering a bit, Reaper scooted his stuff over so that Bob could sit down next to him and handed over the textbook.

The two worked together on problem after problem, Reaper slowly understanding better and better with each word Bob spoke.

Reaper was low-key confused as to why he was suddenly able to focus, but then he realized he finally had something he wanted to focus on.

Bob.

During the 'session' Bob and Reaper began to open up to each other, sharing facts like favorite colors and such.

Bob slowly became less awkward, and Reaper became less on edge and rude.

When They both felt like Reaper had it down, they began a makeshift pop quiz. Reaper was determined to not stop until he had it down perfectly, and Bob admired that about him.

They did the quiz over and over at least 30 times, Bob cheering so loud when Reaper got it down perfect 3 times in a row that a librarian lady shushed him.

Reaper might have been shushed a few times too. He had to admit to himself that he enjoyed being around this other guy.

Finally, the two decided that it was time to stop, the sky had turned orange and pink from the setting sun. They stood up and Reaper turned to say something before Bob grabbed his hand and began to engage in a hand shake.

Reaper looked down at the green haired boy (Reaper was taller now that they were both standing) and thanked him for helping out. Said boy smiled before letting go and walking towards the door.

Reaper looked at his hand that he shook with and realized there was a paper in it. Quickly he unfolded it and saw a phone number scribbled in pen. He looked up in the direction Bob had walked of to, and saw him standing by the door, grinning at  him

"Text me if you ever need to 'study' again. It's been fun"

And with that, Bob exited the library with a grin still on his face.

Reaper stared back down at the paper in his hand. 

He might just take Bob up on that offer, because something told him he would be doing a lot more daydreaming in class from then on~

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Woo! Merry Christmas again! I really like how this turned out, I think it's pretty cute. Anyway, I was originally going to do like 500 words, but nooooo my brain was like 'nope you need a proper resolution that ties in with the beginning, as well as implying a continuation of their relationship' so now I'm here.

That story was like 680 words jesus-