Fitz's POV
Dex steps out from around the corner.
Sophie blushes.
I blush.
Dex was already blushing before he stepped out.
Sophie booked it.
"Hi." Dex said, tentatively. I think the only thing that's making this awkward is the fact that I so obviously am in love with him, and now, from the last conversation, it seems so blatantly obvious he liked me too.
"Hey. Um, Can we talk."
We sat down at a lunch table away from our friends at lunch. They all sent us smirks and smiles. Maybe we were just being oblivious.
"So um." I started, picking at my ripplepuffs. I noticed Dex wasn't eating. "Your not going to eat?"
"I um, I, No."
"Why not?"
"I'm um. I'm not really eating right now."
"Why?"
"I don't know. Shattered self-image, imperfect flaws, I don't know."
"You should eat." I slid one of my ripplepuffs over to him. He inspected it.
"Teal. Nice. I can tell who doesn't have shattered self-image." I coughed. He picked at it. I coughed again. Trying to fill the silence with the sounds of air flying out of my esophagus. He slid the ripplepuff away from him. "Beauty is pain." He muttered.
"Dex!" I reprimanded. "People die from not eating."
"Fine!" He picked up the ripplepuff and popped it into his mouth.
-Time Jump-
Dex's POV
Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and I ask myself; Is this beauty... Or am I just in pain?
Today when Fitz talked to me... I realized I might just be in pain.