Whizvin One Shots | Falsettos

Things Rarely Go According To Plan

[unedited; it's late and I'm tired, I'll fix this soon]

Marvin rushed back out of his bedroom where he had exchanged his black blazer for a green one. His way to the door was blocked by Whizzer, who had taken it upon himself to pick up Marvin's case that he had thrown into the corner of their living room carelessly.

"Why in such a hurry? You don't need to pick up Jason for another two hours." A smirk spread over Whizzer's face as Marvin stumbled past him. He wrapped an arm around Marvin's waist to hold him back. "Hey, we're having dinner tonight. You promised! I didn't spend the past hour cooking for nothing."

"Oh, shit, right. I'm sorry, Whiz, I completely forgot about that." Whizzer's smile dropped. "The parent conference at Jason's school Trina asked me to go to is today. I have like twenty minutes before it starts."

"Oh, I'm sure Trina didn't trust you to remember it and went there herself." Whizzer put the briefcase down.

"If you actually cared for our family life just a little bit you would know that Mendel and her are visiting Mendel's parents in Italy, so no. Trina certainly didn't go there herself. What are you doing?" 

Whizzer was putting on his own jacket now. "Coming with you? If you want me to participate in your family life you should let me accompany you to the conference." And with that he was out of the door already. Marvin knew that fights between them two couldn't be solved in nineteen minutes, so he didn't even try to protest.

Marvin was glad the traffic wasn't bad this time. Although it would have been a good excuse to only make it last minute. At least for his own conscience.

"You know, Marv, in a way I'm happy you did forget about our dinner, because that means you didn't intend to wear that vile blazer to our little date. On the other hand, that black one was fine and you should have kept it for the conference."

"You just say it was fine because you bought it for me."

"I say it's fine because you didn't pick it."

Marvin swerved the car into an empty parking lot and glanced at himself in the rear mirror.

"The mirror won't help you. This can't be fixed in a couple of seconds."

"Thanks, Whizzer. I always appreciate your compliments."

Whizzer grinned, ran his hand through his hair so it flopped into place with all its glory and gave Marvin a peck on the lips before hopping out of the car.

As they both jogged to the building where a friendly couple was holding the door open for them Marvin suddenly remembered why he never took Whizzer to those occasions. Because they weren't that friendly couple holding doors open. Because noone would want them to hold doors open for anyone if they knew they were a couple. 

They weren't the last ones to arrive at the classroom. Marvin hastily wiped the sweat off his forehead and followed Whizzer to the pair of seats he had chosen for them. 

"Wow, half a parking lot and a flight of stairs. You're really out of shape. Gotta work on you stamina." Whizzer chuckled and nudged him.

Marvin wanted to tell Whizzer that he was sweating because of his building anxiety. And that he wasn't complaining about Marvin's stamina this morning. And that he didn't want to be nudged. Instead, all that left his lips was "Yeah." 

So far, nobody was giving them looks. He sighed and sunk deeper into the uncomfortable chair. Whizzer was already starting a conversation with a parent Marvin had never seen before. In fact, he hadn't seen most of these people before. Apart from the Applebaums, who were sitting at the far end of the room, there were few familiar faces. Funnily enough, he was more out of place than Whizzer, even if this was his own child that went to the exact same school for the past few years.