Fake Boyfriend - Deacury

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[next day]

john opened up his locker and grabbed his textbooks he needed for the day.

"johnny, dear!" a booming voice called out.

john slowly averted his eyes towards the voice, then saw a raven-haired teenager running towards him.

"you didn't walk with me to school." freddie frowned, pouting. "you took eternity to get of the house." john muttered.

"i didn't take that long." freddie exaggerated. john looked at him crazily, "tch, yeah you did! i stood in front of your house for five minutes and waited for you. -and guess what, you didn't even text me that you were taking 'your precious time'."

"i apologise that i didn't text you, there. is that what you wanted to hear?" freddie leaned against the lockers beside john's. "yeah. definitely." john shut his locker.

"do you want me to put those textbooks in your bag, my love?" freddie charmingly smiled.

"wait, what?" the younger one furrowed his brows.

"did you already forget that you're supposed to be my "boyfriend" today?" freddie laughed.

i literally agreed to being his "boyfriend" yesterday, how could i forget?

"no. of course not," john nervously chuckled, "-but sure, can you put these in my bag?"

"yeah, anything for you." freddie gave him a small smile while grabbing the few textbooks out of john's hands.

as freddie practically shoved john's textbooks in his bag, john laughed, "i just realised how bad we are with this "fake relationship" thing."

"oh, it's because the games haven't started yet." freddie grunted, zipping up john's bag.

he patted john's bag, signalling that he was 'all set' and sighed, "ready?"

"yeah." john nodded.

freddie held out his hand, waiting for john to entwine his fingers with his own.

john looked at freddie's hand, "what are you doing?"

"we have to hold hands now."

"do we have to do that?" john questioned, still staring at freddie's awaiting hand. "yes! that's another essential part of all relationships!" freddie dramatised.

"oh my god..." john chuckled. he hesitated to put his hand into freddie's, but decided to shut his eyes and quickly do the "required" action.

"see? wasn't that hard..." freddie grinned, caressing john's hand with his thumb.

john thickly swallowed, feeling his cheeks grow warm as the soft pad of freddie's thumb repeatedly brushed over the back of his hand.