Falsettos Oneshots

Be My Boyfriend?//Homosexuals

I'm a sucker for these aus. Also, sorry I've been so inactive, if anybody noticed. I was in a mental ward. If any of you read Help, the ward I went to wasn't very similar (I did meet this really cute guy though) anyways here

Whizzer bit his lip, looking down at his sketch pad. He was going to college for art- one of the worst decisions he'd ever managed to make. He didn't know what the hell he was thinking when he'd signed up for this course, and even two years into it, he still cursed himself for doing so. He was sitting crisscrossed on his bed in his dorm room, staring down at the paper blankly, his mechanical pencil grasped tightly in his hand. Their professor had given them only a couple of instructions on the assignment (draw something that reminds you of the word bizarre, and be creative), and so far, nothing was coming to mind. He let out a small sigh, throwing his sketchpad in pencil on the ground next to the bed and flopping over onto his stomach, shoving his face into his pillow and groaning loudly. This was only a small assignment, but he was already on the verge of failing and he needed to do everything he could to get his GPA up. Suddenly, the door opened with a loud WHAM! and Whizzer quickly sat up, frowning.

"How many times have I asked you to knock? I'm working on a project, Marv." Whizzer said quietly, refusing to look at his roommate in the eyes. Marvin only laughed, closing the door behind him. Whizzer felt heat run to his cheeks, and he cursed under his breath, rolling his eyes. "Aren't you supposed to be in class right now?" Marvin shrugged, nodding.

"Yeah, but the teacher dipped. Anyways, I don't see any project." He said. 

"Yeah, well, I gave up. Sorry to disappoint." Whizzer frowned, crossing his arms and looking down. 

"Well, I was about to walk up into town, and I thought you'd be in here moping so I stopped by to see if you wanted to come along?" Marvin smiled, and his words only brought more heat to Whizzer's face. In reality, he was extremely pleased that Marvin had thought of him, but he wasn't going to let him see that. No way.

"Moping? I'm not moping." He scowled, shaking his head. "And, no. I have way too much work to do, and I'm broke as hell." Marvin frowned, throwing his hands up.

"Jeez, fine. I was just asking." He shrugged, opening the door to walk out.

"Wait! Fine, I'll come with you, just- give me a second." He said, hopping out of bed and throwing on his shoes and a sweater. Marvin grinned.

"Yeah, I thought as much." He said, waiting in the doorway while Whizzer checked his hair.

"Shut the hell up. I'm not coming because I like you, I'm coming because I have nothing better to do with my time." Whizzer said, frowning as they walked side by side out of the dorm building. Marvin just shrugged. It was a moderately warm day, the sun shining above campus and only a couple of clouds in the sky. The air smelled sweet, and there was a small breeze. Leaves were just beginning to grow on the trees and the grass was especially green for the time of year. In other words, it could almost be described as a perfect day. Whizzer looked over at Marvin, who had a small smile etched on his face. There were light bags under his eyes- probably from stress and lack of sleep- which made Whizzer the slightest bit sad, but he ignored it. At one moment, their hands brushed together, which brought a small blush to Whizzer's cheeks, and he quickly looked away.

"Coffee?" Marvin asked, pointing towards a small, family-owned cafe on the corner of the street they were on. Whizzer quickly nodded. Practically all they consumed was coffee and energy drinks, but the coffee in their dorm was shitty and always tasted burnt. Marvin held the door open for Whizzer, who scoffed but walked in first anyways. They were immediately greeted by a wafting scent of coffee and incense that made Whizzer's mouth water. He went to reach for his wallet, but Marvin shook his head. "Nah, I'll pay. What do you want?" Whizzer frowned, looking up at the menu written neatly on the chalkboard above the counter.