One-Shots

Disasters | Zerkstar

Ship: Zerkstar

Relationship: Somewhat acquaintances

Genre: Fluff

Prompt: Various School Au's

A/N: Super unedited.

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~Josh's POV~

I nervously glance around the cafeteria. Usually, my friends and I would sit at the table in the unofficial upperclassmen area, but today they are all at a tournament. Stupid concussion.

Loud laughter draws me to a table by the windows. I sigh in relief at the familiar face. My lab partner, Vik, is sat amongst some people I vaguely recognize. Deciding to risk it, I make my way to them.

"Hey."

Six pairs of eyes look at me. One widens in what I think is horror. The other five kinda widen, then turn to the cinnamon boy.

"H-hi J-J-osh."

I smile at his stuttering. He can barely get a word out in lab.

"Do you mind if I sit here? My friends are all out today, and yeah."

"Actually, we would mind if y-"

The blond that had been answering suddenly groans in pain and two of the others are glaring at him.

"Don't mind Lachlan. You can sit here. I'm Rob by the way."

The one talking scootches over a bit and pats the area of the bench that he was previously occupying. Vik watches me intently as I sit next to him. His cheeks are extremely red, and I swear they're getting redder.

"Thanks!"

I dig into my sandwich and I watch as the others start whispering to Vik. I don't really think that how they're talking counts as whispering though, as I can quite clearly hear it.

"Duuuuude. What a coincidence that you were just talking about how much you want to suck off Josh, and now he's here."

"Yeah! Go for it, we'll block anyone from seeing on this side."

"Y-you gu-ys! Sh-ut the f-fuck up!"

Raising my eyebrow, I look at Vik. His face is an unhealthy shade of red. In fact, I didn't think a face could get that red. He has little beads of sweat trailing down his face as well. The blond, Lachlan is on his other side grumbling angerly, while the other three continue on with their 'quiet' conversation. An elbow to my ribs makes me turn the other way.

"Ignore them for Vik's sake, please. They're just being assholes because they think Lachlan and Vik should hook up."

"Is what they're saying true?"

"I plead the fifth."

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I groan once I reach the hallway. I absolutely hate my Econ class. I clutch the bathroom pass and sneak down the halls. The best bathrooms were by the music rooms and my pass only covered the social studies wing.

I make it to them without getting caught and push my way in. Before I make it into a stall, I'm stopped by the sound of someone singing... show tunes? No. Broadway, maybe?

I follow the sound to the last stall and listen as they keep going.

"Well, if that's love. It comes at much too high a coooooooooost!"

I smile as I identify the song. Wicked is one of my favorite musicals.

"I'd sooner buuuuuy! Defyyyyying gravity! Kiss me gooooooooodbye! I'm defying gravity! And you can't pull me down."