Title: Idiot
Characters: Franky x Iceburg
Word Count: 295
Rating: G
Summary: Franky gets annoyed at Iceburg for not noticing the hints.
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Iceburg was an idiot, there was no other way to see it in Franky's eyes. He had been doing everything he could to get the older teen's attention and it was getting frustrating that the other teen couldn't figure out why he kept picking on him. Hell, Tom and Kokoro had figured it out so why couldn't he.
It drove him nuts that out all the people he could've had a crush on it had to be for the dumbest person he knew, and if he had any real say in the matter would stop feeling that way for the older teen but no matter what he tried he couldn't. So instead, he decided that since beating around the bush wasn't working he would have to completely confess or the moron wouldn't get it.
Franky gathered all his courage to finally track down Iceburg and make his confession. When he found the older teen working earnestly under the hot sun without his shirt on, Franky's voice left him and he felt as if his brain shut down, so it was Iceburg that spoke up first. "What is it this time Franky?"
Now incredibly self-conscious of the maturity levels between them, the younger teen averted his gaze to his own feet as his cheeks turned bright red and tried to spit out the lines he took so much time rehearsing the day before. "I, um, that I wanted to, well to tell you that I, l-like you."
He jumps at the hand on his head that gently tussles his hair. He braves a glance up to look at Iceburg's face and is relieved to find a warm smile there. His emotions turn sour though when Iceburg replies, "I like you too, Franky. So let's be friends."