My fig tree // Scarian - HotGuy x CuteGuy

Scar POV

I thought about Margrets words from yesterday. We had never established if we were going out, and it was starting to really nag at me.

I made my way thru the halls, overhearing someone talk about the CuteGuy and HotGuy reappearance.

As expected, it had made people completely forget about the rumours surrounding Grian and I, as they now focused on our alter egos.

Finally getting to my dorm, I closed the door behind me and spread out tiredly over my bed.

I finally made up my mind and pulled out my phone, texting Grian if he wanted to come over.

He responded almost immediately, saying he'd be there in ten as he was just leaving class.

I responded with an 'alright :)' and he send a '<3' making my heart flutter.

After a little bit I heard a knock at the door, the exact knock Grian did every time.

"It's not locked," I called out and he opened it, entering with a smile as he saw me.

"Hello," he greeted as I lazily raised my head an inch, greeting him too as he sat down on my chair, spinning around in it.

There was a moment of silence, tension growing in the air; maybe he knew why I asked him to come?

Grian stopped the chair and turned to look at me, a look over his face that I couldn't place.

"You remember Margrets question yesterday, yeah?" I asked, trying to hold back my nerves.

He nodded, immediately knowing which question I was referring to. He rubbed the fabric of his sleeve between his fingers as he looked at me, not sure what to expect.

"What do you want the answer to her question to be?" I asked, my words hanging in the silence for a heavy moment.

A faint blush crawled onto his cheeks as he leaned back in my chair, not taking his eyes off me, only hiding his smile behind his fist.

I sat up in my bed, tapping my foot as I tried to soothe my impatience.

"Fine," I stopped the anxiety inducing silence, "what I'm asking is... would you be my boyfriend?"

He smile grew bigger as he stood up. He walked over to me, placing a hand on my cheek making me look up at him.

"I'd be your boyfriend," he flushed and I grinned, grabbing his wrist gently to pull him down on top of my lap.

I chuckled into his chest as he wrapped his legs around me, resting them on the bed. I pulled him into a hug, not really knowing what else to do with myself.

He giggled into my hair as I squeezed him tighter.

I looked at my bed as I circled a stand of his messy hair around my finger, deciding to place him down on the bed with ease.

He chuckled softly as I laid down in front of him. He put his hand carefully on my chest, looking at me with love in his eyes.

I tried to bite the inside of my cheek to keep me from grinning, but didn't succeed very well.

Gently placing my hand under his jaw, he followed my motion and let his head get closer to me. I kissed him on his forehead and he giggled, almost sheepish.

He nuzzled closer into me, entangling our bodies as I felt his quickened heartbeat against my torso.

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Out of thin air Grian appeared, fully dressed in his CuteGuy uniform, pink wings summoned.

I almost fell from being startled, making him laugh. I flipped him off, his laughter being contagious.