Sollux X Reader ~Nerds~

Chapter four

He thought I wasn't looking, but I knew he was here.

"Sollux I know your there." I said, followed by a sigh.

I sprayed the board, when he walked into the classroom.

"Why'd you 2top hummiing? You 2ounded amaziing."

The hell...?

No I don't.

NOOOOOOO I DONT.

"Ehh? Thanks."

I took a few paper towels and started wiping down the board.

And then I realized that I couldn't reach the top of the board.

Fuck.

I jumped a few times, ultimately failing.

"Need 2ome help there?" Sollux asked sarcastically.

I turned my head and glared deep into his soul.

He snickered a few times.

"Fuck you, you nerd."

Turning back to the board, I jumped a few more times.

The third jump, I stopped.

Letting out a sigh as Sollux watched me struggle.

I wouldn't have been surprised if he laughed at me or made some snarky remark

Instead, I felt a pair of hands rest on my waist.

My face instantly heated.

"W-WHAT ARE YOU—???!!!" I screamed on impulse.

Sollux raised me onto his shoulders.

Wow, I didn't mention that I'm actually pretty terrified of heights.

I wiped the remainder of the board.

I tipped my head down in front of his

"Thanks, you didn't have to do this."

Sollux shrugged, as he set me back down.

His hands didn't leave my waist.

Just before I could let out an 'uhh' he came to the realization of what he was doing.

He quickly placed his hands into his pockets and looked around.

"2o..."

"So, why aren't you gone already?"

"II wa2 waiitiing."

"For me? Or......??"

"Who el2e diip2hiit."

"Oh. Uh...Why?"

"Cau2e, ii can't play a game liike thii2 by my2elf."

I raised an eyebrow, revealing an unconvinced facial expression.

Crossing my arms just to show my attitude.

"Yes you can, that's sorta the point."

I said with a mouth full of sarcasm.

"But...ii don't wanna."

"Not wanting to and not having the ability to are two different things. Try rewording next time. I have to go home anyway, I'm really busy with–"

I stopped myself.

That would be so embarrassing if I told him that I basically sit at home and fix people's shit on a daily basis.

He smirked.

"Wiith what, honey bee?"

"W-with um...Chores! Ha...Ha..."

And then it processed.

The fuck did he just say?

"Don't call me that." I demanded.

"II dunno, iit 2uiit2 2omeone liike you."

I picked up my bookbag from the floor it sat on, and slung it over one shoulder.

"II gue22 ii can ju2t come over iif you can't come to my hou2e."

My heart began beating fast.

"N-NO!! I-I mean no, you can't because.... We're having um
.. guests over. Yeah, so I've got alot of cleaning to do before hand. In fact, I'd better get going right now."

I lied.

Just a little white lie, who would ever know?

"Ah, you mean II waiited for nothiing? What a 2hame."

He looked down at his feet.

I could almost see the guilt creeping over my body.

The guilt was overwhelming, nearly suffocating.

The guilt....

THE GUILT.

I let out a long

"UUUUUGGGGHHHHHH"

As I couldn't handle it anymore.

"Fine. You can come over, but you have to abide by any rules I set."

He smiled childishly.

For goodness sakes...

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A/n: hey, so how do you like the story? I gave an extra long chappy this time cause I haven't updated in like 8 million years. If you have any suggestions, or criticism, or even just wanna tell me how much you genuinely love this story, please tell me in the comments, or just PM me. XDD