no homo // scorbus texting au

four

scorpius (3:27pm): Are you mad at me?

scorpius (4:23pm): You haven't talked to me in, like, three days.

scorpius (4:47pm): I don't even know what I did.

scorpius (6:28pm): Albus, please.

albus (7:45pm): sorry i've just been busy i guess 

albus (7:46pm): i'm not mad at you and i'm not ignoring you. i'm just busy scorpius

scorpius (7:50pm): Bullshit.

scorpius (7:51pm): You're not busy. You're just ignoring me.

albus (7:52pm): no i'm not scorpius

scorpius (7:53pm): What are you doing right now?

albus (7:54pm): writing a potions essay in the library

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Albus doesn't start to get nervous until Scorpius doesn't respond, and it takes him an embarrassingly long time to realize Scorpius is probably on his way there. He hurriedly starts to shove stuff in his backpack, but when he turns, Scorpius is standing behind him furious. Albus isn't sure he's ever seen him this angry.

"Hi," Albus says semi-awkwardly. "I actually am on my way out. Hugo said he'd help me finish this essay."

Scorpius shoves him. He actually puts his hands up and shoves Albus. "You're an asshole!"

Albus grabs Scorpius' wrists, mostly to keep him from shoving him again. "Stop it," he says, but there's no anger in his voice. He knows Scorpius has the right to be upset, but he's still feeling off himself.

"Don't --" Scorpius' voice cracks. "Don't do that again. Don't just disappear on me!" To Albus' surprise, Scorpius has tears in his eyes. He knows Scorpius is the type of person to cry when he gets angry, but it makes Albus feel even shittier.

"I'm sorry," he says, and he folds Scorpius into his arms. Holding him feels so right, and he knows Scorpius can't love this the way he does. It breaks his heart.

"Asshole," Scorpius mumbles, breath warm against Albus' neck. Albus is pretty sure he's never loved someone so much in his entire life.