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request by: ImQueer13
1/
peter had been watching flash all week. he's seen how worn out the guy is. even though flash bullies him, he can't help but feel kinda bad for the guy, it was in his nature to. peter just put it down to flashes home life, and while not knowing what it might consist of, he still realised the boy probably has it rough at home, which suggests the way he acts (however peter doesn't want to assume the worst).
day after day, flash comes in, angry, bags are shown under his eyes more and more darker as the week goes by. flash always slams him into the locker - harder than before - barges past people, and even though he shoves peter harder, the curly haired boy still can't stop thinking about what could be wrong with flash.
it's not like peter planned what he was going to do... okay so he did, he really did. he wanted to help flash, he really did but couldn't exactly do that since flash hates him. so he planned and decided to do the simplest thing to maybe get flash to ease up a bit.
so friday came along and peter waited at eugene's locker, surprisingly there was hardly anyone in the corridors. he was starting to think the guy wouldn't show, but just as that thought entered his mind, his bully came into view, once again very much angry, rolling his eyes and gritting his teeth at the sight of peter at his locker.
before flash could do anything peter held out his arm, "i-i got you this, i noticed you've had a pretty bad week and i just wanted to give you something because you look pretty tired and caffeine, even though it's kinda bad, it always helps me, i um, i got you white mocha, i wasn't sure what you drink..." (such a lie).
"oh um, thanks parker..." flash hesitantly took the coffee. "that's actually my favourite drink, i um, yeah." peter smiled slightly. "um, you're stood in front of my locker, penis." peter stuttered slightly before moving. even though he was still called that dreaded name, he could tell from the tone of flash's voice it was lighter, not as much in the way he normally spirts it out.
"i should probably get to class."
"yeah um same, thanks for the coffee." this time it was flash who softly smiled at peter, and even though it was a small one, peter still picked up on it.
2/
pe has just finished and begrudgingly, the guys started leaving the locker room, peter sat down on the bench, putting his shoes inside of his bag, a headache was forming, which meant peter was likely going to snap at someone. noticing there was no one left (due to ned being off ill) peter thought it would be best to leave. just as he was about to reach the door a voice rang out, "hey dickwad!"
"not now flash."
"awww, is someone upset because they couldn't climb the rope because of how puny he is?" flash tilted his head, pouting before laughing. "hey i'm talking to you!" flash pushed peter up against the wall, kneeing him in the groin. "god you really are weak." he says, pushing the smaller boy to the ground. "i don't get you parker."
"you talk the talk, but don't do anything, you don't complain when i do shit to you, just the other week you got me a ducking coffee, why do you take this shot from me?"
"because then you won't hurt others, cause i can take it."
"like hell you can, look at you, you're on the floor after one kick."
"i don't have to explain myself to you flash." flash sniggers as peter stands up off the floor. his smile soon faded when he saw peters face though. "you know what flash? i have had enough, i've tried to be nice to you, but you're still the same piece of trash you always were, you hurt people because you hate your own insecurities, you hurt me because you know i'm better than you, you hate how i can smile through everything, you hate how i'm the top of the class, well guess what, you're lucky flash, you have parents, everyone despite them being scared of you, they adore you. you have money, food, a huge house, nah i'm done. you can hurt me by all means, stop bullying others who don't deserve it."
