I swear to god on every fucking pencil I’ve ever fucking had. I heard him speak. Not lip reading. Not mumbling under his breath. None of that! I heard him speak inside my head. It's weird!

I wanna kiss him

God the silence screams it. It’s like it's on a never ending loop in my mind! I blush like crazy.

‘God he’s so fucking cute I wonder what he’d look like if I— wait is he blushing?! And looking at me?? I think I have a chance.’ 

I want to fucking scream so damn bad but instead I excuse myself going to the bathroom.

“What the hell…Am I hearing shit?? Am I finally going crazy?? What the fuckkk” I say panicking.

Okay, okay I’ve limited it down to two options.

1. Those fucking chemicals fried my brain.

2. I can hear Leo Miller's thoughts.

Oh my fucking god if it’s B all those cocky smirks, faint blushes and ‘princessess’ are serious or worse… It’s fake…

‘Wifey wife where my wife hmm maybe in the bathroom…’

Wife! Me? Ok this will confirm my suspicions if he walks in then I can read his mind! No biggy probably my imaginat— 

Suddenly a big blonde oaf barges in. “Princess are you in here?” 

Kill. Me. Now.

“L…Leo?” I gulp “Is that you?” I take a peek around the corner and sure enough…there he is. 

He does that cocky smirk again and then it hits me. He’s the sun and I'm the moon we’re meant to be!...I’ve turned delusional…so help me God.

He leans against the doorframe while he owns the place. As he does that cocky ass smirk once again. 

“Hey Princess, need help cleaning up?” he motions at my face.

I quickly look in the mirror at the pink powder everywhere and I nod.

“please” scratch the previous one this is a new fucking reason.

He chuckles and slowly brings his hand up to my jaw line, lifting it up to look at him. My face flushes. 

‘God I wanna just kiss him ‘till he can’t breathe’ 

My breath becomes heavy. My face turns a bright red. He breaks the tension by grabbing a paper towel then wettening them. And wiping it on my face. I allow it and bite my lip so I don’t say anything dumb.

“Tha—” I get interrupted by a tall mixed guy with curly hair barging in.

‘Damnit Eric! You big ass jerk! You ruined the moment I coulda got lucky!’

“Hey Leo hey Daniel!” The guy smirks, “Am I interrupting something?”

I personally am too flustered to speak now half of my face is covered in pink shit and half uncovered. I swear I’m gonna give up on life.

“Waddaya want?” Leo asked

“Nothin’ just comin’ to check up on how y’all are ‘specially you shortstakes” The Asshat grins.

I smirk and then immediately spout back. “Just ‘cuz bein’ tall is the only thing you got goin’ for you doesn't mean you gotta pick on someone else about bein’ short— ‘nd Im not even short I’m 5’7 you guys are just tall” 

Leo chuckles and puts his arm around my shoulders. I smile and blush a bit happy at the contact then think to myself…’Im definitely gay…maybe I should embrace it? — yea. I’ll embrace it.’ 

Eric or was it Aaron?...I dunno’ chuckles at the comment I made prior.

“Damn Leo you were right, shorty’s got some lip to ‘em.

I wish I could do something more to those lips, they look soft and pink. 

…I’m gonna fucking die. My face turns redder than Santa Clause and I stay silent as Eric…? I still ‘dunno' his name and Leo A.K.A my husband goes back and forth, his arm still wrapped around me.