Wingman Gone Wrong | LeoFiat

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Unusual to many, even to the ones involved, Leo is seen with Fiat at all points in the day except for the times that they do not have class together. Even then, Leo is rushing down the halls to greet Fiat outside the class. The excuse is that Leo wants to take every chance to prepare for the exams, but the conversations that they have, or lack of any, hardly involves the topic of their classes.

Fiat is well aware of what Leo is doing and he is willing himself to not get use to it. He is glad that Leo is avoiding the topic for now and is glad for the help to take his mind away even if it is all temporary. Right now, they are talking about the newest superhero film that is about to be released. In the back of Fiat's mind he is thinks about the people around them staring. Often times Leo would catch his mind wandering and would say something that requires his focus. Other times his eyes are flickering around to find some people are turning their way. To him he feels like it is because something of his past is revealed, just like before. In actuality, it is just because of the odd sight of seeing them together so often. Fiat is always seen to be zooming from point A to point B or found in the classrooms, the library or the courts. Leo, however, is usually seen strolling around campus, greeting and talking to everyone he knows or knows him. Now he is not even giving anyone else a moment of his attention as he focuses on Fiat.

"Let's play a rally after this class? Grab a snack and then go straight to the court. Kind of want to sweat a bit," Leo suggests. Fiat just nods with a barely-there smile. A little bit of exercise should do him well. There are a few days before exams start and for the past week and a half, his head has been in the books with Leo. Leo smiles with his response and throws an arm around Fiat's shoulder. "The only good thing about exams being near is that instructors aren't giving us crazy assignments."

"Yeah, I guess so. I didn't really mind them," Fiat shrugs as he looks out as they pass the bridge between buildings to look out at the opening of the campus. Assignments fill the hours he cannot sleep. Leo shakes his body and Fiat turns to him. The tall man is so close to him. "What?"

"Have you gone to the pond near campus?" Leo's question makes Fiat look at him confused. He shakes his head, not even knowing there is a pond nearby. Leo grins and looks with determination. "Alright, we're playing hooky. Just for this last class. Come on."

"Wait! This is the last class before the exam-"

"It's fine, Fiat. You've got the exam in the bag. Let's go for a nice walk. There's this nice uncle that sells ice cream around there. I'll take you to meet him." Leo does not let Fiat decline any more as he drags him in the opposite direction of their class. Fiat looks back at the room that is slowly going further and further away. Leo's hand guides Fiat's face away from the room and makes it turn to him. "No more thinking about anything else. I'll claim my wish right now. From now until I say, think of me and only me. Me here with you as we spend time together. No school. No Ann. No parents. Nothing and no one else. So, from now until I say. Just focus on me, alright? Maybe school here and there when the exam comes, but for the most part, just me. Can you do that for me?"

"Just you?" Fiat repeats as if Leo did not make himself clear enough. Leo nods as he looks ahead. Fiat keeps his eyes on the taller man and hardly notices that they arrived until Leo looks back at him with a questioning gaze. Fiat flushes and turns forward to find themselves a quaint pond. There are a few stragglers, but for the most part, the area is empty. "This place is amazing. How did you find this?"

"I wandered a lot during first year. Even I can be overwhelmed with big crowds and meeting people. This place is where I like to go when I'm stressed and just want to lay down and just exist," Leo removes his arm around Fiat and leads the way further down. Fiat's eyes flicker around to find the land around the pond to be well manicured. A bird flies over and his wandering eyes follow it, only to be interrupted as he bumps into a wide barrier. He looks up embarrassed. "Enjoying yourself?"