Vulquinn One-shots

Coming Clean

The teacher sounded like white noise at this point in the lesson, Q clearly didn't care about a single word that was coming out of the teacher's mouth. He doodled little characters in his notebook to pass the time as he thought about more important things like what he's going to be doing after school.

Sal, who sat next to him, was on the same wavelength but somehow a little more attentive to the class. He understood everything that was going on but just couldn't be bothered with it. He didn't quite know where his mind was right now or where his train of thought was traveling to, it felt like a mental moment of peace.

"Hey Sal." Q whispers over to him snapping him out of his trance like state. "You wanna hang after school and go to my place?" Sal lights up at the question.

"Hell yes!" Was his short response before quickly looking back to the front of the classroom to see all their fellow classmates staring at them as well as the teacher.

"Mr. Vulcano and Mr. Quinn, I sure hope you aren't talking in my class AGAIN?" They both straighten out their posture and side glance each other knowing they got caught talking in class yet again.

"Brian was just asking to use an eraser is all Mr. McNeilly." Sal quickly grabs the eraser from his desk and hands it to Q. Smooth recovery but it was kind of obvious their short talk wasn't about an eraser.

"Thanks Sal. Sorry Mr. McNeilly." Q tries to look remorseful. All Mr. McNeilly does is raise his eyebrow and continue with his lesson. The boys sigh in relief and slump back into their chairs.

As the time passed since the mini exchange, Q couldn't help but count down the minutes until school was finally out. He was always excited to hang out with Sal and vice versa, but Q had reached a time in his life where he was beginning to sort out and figure out all his emotions. He had this love and adoration for his best friend, but it grew to feel like an infatuation and he thought it was a normal thing until being told otherwise.

"So like, you're telling me no one feels that kind of emotional attachment??" Minor panic was setting in his bones, he didn't want to expose the skeleton he had hiding in the corner of his closet.

"...No, Q. Maybe for a girl I find hot, but not a friend." Murr said shooting Q a suspicious look. He felt his face go hot and his hands begin to sweat as he fiddles around with the ring band on his middle finger.

"Maybe i'm confusing my feelings and just being dramatic. Speaking of romance, how's that girl you've been talking to that attends the neighboring school?" He tries to quickly divert the conversation over to a subject he knew Murr would take it and run with it and it would be like the topic was never brought up.

"Q being dramatic? Unheard of." Joe says sarcastically as he takes a huge bite out of his sandwich, smiling to himself. Murr continues rambling on and Q sinks in on himself and his gears start working over time. Is it true that these are romantic feelings he has for Sal? He never really took the time to sort out these emotions, he mostly repressed them and said "eh, i'll figure it out later." But later became now very quick.

Why did figuring yourself out have to be so hard especially when it deals with someone you're best friends with? He knew he liked girls, he knew that much for sure. But when it came to guys, that's when things got a little blurry for him. Sal seemed to be the one that threw a curve ball on him and was the one to turn everything upside down.

Sal had an "I don't give a fuck" attitude about his romantic taste. He never messed too much with labels and didn't really see the point in them. While he knew he lusted for ladies, he wasn't opposed to the idea of being with a guy at all. He had played a detailed scenario where he was with a guy, and it didn't bother him at all, he was indifferent and comfortable with the thought. He believed there could be a special person who could just woo him, so for that he kept himself open to any options that were laid out in front of him. One of those options: his best friend Q, but he'd never say anything assuming Q didn't bat for the same team he did per se.