Author's note: Sniffles here. As always, sorry it's this has taken awhile to put up. My schedule won't let me write as often as I want to, so I may have to be limited to an update every two weeks, not every week. Sorry for this chapter being shorter as will! I was going somewhere with this and couldn't stretch it out to be longer without it getting awkward.

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"So, he confessed, just like that?" Flippy asked a few days later.

"Yeah… and I… I don't know how to respond to him," Splendont said.

The red head and his green-haired friend sat at a table in study hall. Flippy was nonchalantly leaning back in his seat with his hands clutching the back of his head while Splendont was awkwardly tapping his fingers on the table. He was obviously confused.

"Do you feel anything for him?" Flippy asked.

"I don't know…."

"Tell me how you feel around him then. That might help.

Splendont shrugged.

"It makes me happy to be around him," the red head admitted. "He's fun to talk to, and it makes me want to continue talking to him. Something about him makes me want to just open up and spill my guts… he just makes me that comfortable."

"Plus he looks pretty cute," Splendont added under his breath.

Flippy cracked a grin.

"Oooooooh, Splendie's in love~" He said in an immature sing-song voice.

Splendont's cheeks turned bright red.

"Shut up, dude."

"But it's true, I can tell."

"Doesn't mean you should say it so loudly where people can hear."

"Dude, it's nothing to be ashamed about."

Splendont didn't know how to respond to that. He was still feeling weird about it all.

Flippy sighed.

"Just be sure to do what you feel is right, okay? I don't want to see you hurt because you make a mistake, especially on the first person you've felt this way for."

"Alright, thanks."

The school bell rang, signaling it was time for the next class. Splendont and Flippy spilt ways and headed towards their next classes. Next for Splendont was the science class he and Splendid shared.

Splendid acted casually, as if the confession never happened. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary in the way he acted. Splendont tried copying him, but all the while he was thinking about how to confess. Should he do it bluntly like Splendid did? Or should he wait until no one's watching? It didn't help that whenever Splendid looked at him, Splendont's heart game a lurch and made him feel even more nervous.

Several times throughout the day, Splendont tried to confess his feelings towards Splendid, but his words failed him. Even though the red head knew how the blue-haired male felt towards him, he still couldn't get over the fear of rejection.

The bell finally rang. School was out. Last chance before the day ended and Splendont would have to wait till tomorrow.

Splendid started packing up to leave when Splendont put a hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, dude, can I tell you something?"

Splendid raised an eyebrow.

"Sure."

"It's about what you said a few days ago…," Splendont started. He took a breath as he gathered courage.

"Oh, ignore that. That was just a spur of a moment thi-"

"I feel the same way."

Splendid just stood there with his mouth open and a stupefied expression on his face. The overall effect made Splendont want to crack up, but he kept his face straight.

"Re… really?" Splendid asked in shock.

"Really. Splendid… would you be my boyfriend?"

That sounded really immature right there, Splendont thought to himself too late.

Splendid considered for a second.

"Sure," he finally answered.

After talking for a bit and helping Splendid put his things away, the two split up to head their separate ways.

I have a boyfriend, Splendont thought in disbelief.

He kept repeating it over and over in his mind until it finally clicked that it was real.

I have a boyfriend!

Splendid was in an amazing mood as he hopped into his car because of this realization. He blared his music loud and sang at the top of his lungs. Didn't matter if anyone would complain, nothing would stop this mood.

The red head was still beaming when he entered his house. He eagerly helped his mother with the house work, did his homework without being told, and retreated to his room with his phone. As he had the one night, he texted with Splendid until it was late and the blue haired male had to go to bed.

Though with one difference: the finally exchange between them.

Goodnight, and I love you, the message said.

I love you to, Splendid texted back.