"This is really hard" Marcel announces, looking down. "I think I know what you’re talking about" Johnny replies, mesmerized with a perverted look on his face. "I know. These fractions are really difficult to divide" He adds again, peering down at his maths homework. "Oh. I thought we were going somewhere else there" Johnny coughs out. "Going where? To my bed?" Marcel winks, and takes Johnny by the arm. "Oh my god" Johnny bites his lip until he can taste blood and suddenly gets a tingling feeling all across his body. He’s never been taken to bed before.
Suddenly, a million questions about sex race through his head. Especially when hes dating the class nerd. What could it do to his reputation around the office? Oh well. “Here” Marcel says, and Johnny suddenly snaps back to the reality of what he is about to face. “What?” Johnny asks, eyebrows furrowing. “I asked you to come to my bed, didn’t I? Silly” Marcel laughs. “Marcel, I thought we were you know going to get intimate?” Johnny chokes on his own words. “For once? I mean…I’ve always loved you since we met in 9th grade chemistry class, remember?” and a sheepish grin sneaks upon his pale lips.
"Oh-I-I’m sorry Johnny I didn’t know you wanted t-" But Marcel is cut off by the tangy scent and florescent feel of Johnny’s lips crashing against his. He’s short for breath but soon the soothing tingle of his lips becomes bearable against his own. They are so soft…pink, they’re so amazing. Johnny is amazing. Everything is amazing right now. And suddenly, all the exams, homework pieces and fractions wont matter i a instant because he’s kissing Johnny. Johnny!
'You're kissing Johnny. You're actually doing it” It starts filling up the whole capacity of his brain. Finally, Johnny breaks off and a line of spit cuts of the moment. They both laugh and Johnny tugs a piece of Marcel's hair which makes him jump. It feels so good. Everything feels really good right now, Marcel thinks. “Me plus you equals forever, baby.” Johnny smirks and Marcel can see the crinkles by his eyes. “That's the only maths you'll be needing for a long time” Johnny finished, and slumps onto the bed, only to pull all of the covers off covering Marcel. Marcel laughs and peers up from the covers. “And you call me the dork? With your cheesy pick up lines and compositions?” He replies, laughing and flicking Johnny on the temple. “Well” Johnny begins, “I think we can forget about those fractions” He begins, tossing the piece of now scrumped up homework out of the nearest window. “Indeed” Marcel imitates his voice. “Shutup” Johnny laughs, tugging Marcel's glasses off as he peers into his crystal green eyes.
Nothing matters right now, because the moon and the stars and sun could revolve around Marcel’s eyes. Every detail of his is special. His nose, his eyes, his teeth, lips, hair, hands, nails. You get the point. Marcel was one in a million, and he could definitely calculate if he actually was, I can tell you that. “I think we should get some sleep, now.” Johnny finally says and Marcel nods in agreement.
They both duck under the covers, avoiding each other but sneaking glances whilst the other one thinks the other is not looking. They both smile, showing white and glistening teeth every time they succeed.
"Johnny…" Marcel trails off into space.
"Yeah?" Johnny turns his full body over, peering into the green hill’s of Marcel’s eyes.
"I love you" He smiles, kissing Johnny gently on the lips and letting go at the right moment.
"I love you too" Johnny adds, and they both fall into a deep sleep, carefully entwined in each-others figures.