More Than Meets The Eye

by dear universe

The whole Keeper crew is hella queer, but they don't figure it out until Dex, Fitz, & a kiss catapult them all into a mess of angst, fluff, drama, and romance. Don't like it? Don't read it. Dedicated to all the homophobes out there. I hope this story makes you as miserable as you have made me.

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Chapter Four

"What do you mean, you used to?!" Fitz burst out. Tiergan glanced at him, startled.

"Try and keep your conversations telepathic, please," Tiergan reminded them. Fitz nodded before re-entering Sophie's mind.

I'm sorry! Sophie squeaked. It's, I don't know, I... Fitz could see Sophie's cheeks flushing as a pair of ice blue eyes blossomed in her mind.

Keefe? Fitz asked, incredulous. You like him? He began to laugh, adding in a snort every now and then.

Stop it! Sophie frowned. You have to tell me your secret now. Fitz turned white and stopped laughing at once.

You're going to hate me, he replied, shrinking in his seat.

I could never hate you, Sophie assured him, placing a comforting hand on his arm.

I'm not so sure, Fitz sighed.

A deal's a deal, she told him. You have to tell me.

Sophie… Fitz took a deep breath and let it out. Sophie, I kissed Dex.

You WHAT? Sophie mentally shrieked.

I kissed Dex, Fitz repeated.

You mean to tell me, Sophie began. She was using a dangerous voice he recognized from years of living with Biana and Della. That you kissed my best friend? You kissed Dex?

Uh, yeah. Fitz didn't think he had ever been so nervous in his whole life. Sophie was completely silent. She remained that way, impervious to his pleas for a response until it was time for the next session.

Bye, Sophie whispered in the corner of his mind before leaving the room.

Fitz walked out of the room, ignoring Tiergan, and sank to the floor in front of his locker.

"What have I done?" Fitz moaned. His world faded to black as he drifted off to sleep.