Airdrop - Roman x Patton

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In this world, let's imagine not many people know what Airdrop is, okay? Thanks hunnies

Trigger warning: slight homophobia and bullying

I just clicked my elbow into another dimension  f u c k  m e

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Virgil barely held his heavy head up with his hand, mostly slumped in his seat, lazily slapping his finger against the arrow key that dragged the page down and down. He wasn't really reading the work he had finished, just skimming his eyes over, looking for that red dotted line indicating he made a mistake and needed to correct it. He pretty much excelled in writing, and could finish his work before anyone else in the class. Tis' why the teacher adored him so.

What came with finishing first was that overwhelming boredom because the school had basically blocked every single game website on their computers, letting students only access things to do with work. Which was practical, but in a student's point of view, bullshit.

Going into his file, he looked at old creations he made a few years back, mostly through photoshop. A few made him chuckle behind his sleeve paws, and the one of Roman physically made him bite down on his lip so hard he drew a little blood. He'd rather be in physical pain than the pain of embarrassment. He gazed at the picture for awhile - it was of Roman, but he had the body of a horse. It was so badly edited, which is what made it funnier, in his opinion. Especially the face Roman was pulling.

Speaking of the regal-dressed baboon, he was currently sitting opposite Virgil in the class, hurriedly typing away on his computer. Virgil leaned back in his chair and had a thought - how could he disturb the entire class without anyone knowing it was him? That's right. Through airdrop. Using that picture (he knew only Roman would realise he was the one doing it) he pressed airdrop and selected as many computers as he could. The room filled with bings, startled eyes, and loud laughter. Virgil closed it quickly, and laughed along with them to try and seem apart of the crowd.

Roman blushed heavily, snorting while glaring halfheartedly across at Virgil who shrugged and winked. The teacher looked up from what they were doing, eyes narrowed suspiciously. "So" they dragged out, leaning back in their chair, keeping a keen eye out on the students. "I see someone has figured out how to use airdrop..." instantly, people went to Google to see what it was, gasps filling the air when they did. The teacher only rolled their eyes and sagged in their seats.

"Finish the work, then mess around" they stared at everyone pointedly, but because they were such a lenient teacher, everyone begrudgingly agreed and went back to work. Of course, Virgil wasn't leaving it at that. Right now he was, though, for he had an email from the teacher who told him if he did it again, they would read his work to the class, and he felt sick at the thought.

The next day, Virgil was sat beside one of his other friends, Logan, and the boy was becoming increasingly agitated with the class. They currently had a substitute teacher who really wasn't doing anything to try and calm the class down, instead they were having a conversation with the kids. Virgil knew how pissed off Logan was, so he brought out his phone and pulled up a gruesome picture from Google. Using a random editing app, he added the words 'get to work - Mr. Andrews' underneath. Everyone was petrified of Mr. Andrews, so if the picture didn't do it, then that note will.

He quickly changed his name on his phone to Mr. Andrews full name, and sent it off to the phones other students were one, while trying to look like he was doing his work at the same time. A few gasped rang through the class, everyone looking towards the door to see if they could see the strict teacher, but in actuality he was home, sick. Slowly, some people calmed down and did some work, although not much, Logan appreciated it, and even leaned over to peck Virgil's cheek when no one was looking. The boy blushed lightly, staring at Logan softly, flustered. Logan just smiled lightly back and finished his work, shuffling closer and wrapping an arm around Virgil's waist to help him finish, too.

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