Authors note: I decided to write a series of pairings based on someone-or-others list of hated pairings. Mainly because the reasons they gave for hating them were, IMO, stupid. Yes, I'm contrary. Anyway, here is part one...FletcherxAl
-------Fletcher looked over at the other blonde boy, lying on the grass across from him. He wondered when he'd first noticed him. Really noticed him.
I mean, I've always really liked Al. But now...
He wished he knew what it was he was feeling. He had the impression that this wasn't quite the normal feeling to have for a friend, but he didn't really care. There was just something about Al. He was so sweet, and kind, and caring, and Fletcher was damned if he didn't think Al was about the best looking thing he'd ever seen. He wondered what Al thought of him.
Somehow, I don't think it'll be quite the same as how I think of him.
And again, while he felt some sadness when he thought that, it didn't bother Fletcher too much. Having Al as a friend – a best friend at that – was almost more than he could ever have hoped for.
"What's so funny, Fletch?"
Fletcher came to with a start. He hadn't realised he'd been staring at Al with such a wide grin on his face.
"I was just thinking how glad I am that we're friends."
A strange look flashed across Al's face, but before Fletcher really had time to register it, it was gone, replaced by a smile as big as his own had been. Al sat up, leaning back with his hands behind him. He looked at Fletcher for a long while, the smile never shifting.
Fletcher thought he could quite happily die like this, sitting next to the most wonderful boy in the world, staring into those beautiful eyes. Al leaned forward, and Fletcher thought he had died when Al ran a finger down the side of his face.
"You know what? I'm really glad too."