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fairyficSummary: When Luke goes to turn in an assignment that Crow left out, he looks at his doodles and notes he had made when bored, and is met with the sweetest surprise he could imagine.
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“Oh, Luke!”
Luke happened to be running far behind the rest of the class, as he left for lunch period (sometimes, he struggled to put things in his bag), and was the last one out. He was already on his way out the door when the teacher called for him from her desk, but he wasn’t the type to turn down a teacher-given instruction simply because it was the period before lunch. (A gentleman is always as helpful as he can be!) So, he turned around, and came to the front of the teacher’s desk, with his usual, peppy smile. “Yes, ma’am?”
“It seems Crow left his assignment on his desk. Would you be a dear and turn it in for him?” The teacher smiled apologetically. “I’m terribly sorry to-“
“Nonsense, ma’am! I’ll get it!” Luke nodded, still grinning. He was always looking out for Crow (not to say Crow didn’t do the same for him, of course), so turning in a piece of paper he had forgotten wasn’t exactly unlike Luke to do.
He even found himself a bit glad that he had an excuse to get Crow’s assignment. Crow wasn’t exactly the most focused student in the world, so, on his assignments and notes alike, he wrote and doodled in the margins. It was interesting to see what went on in his boyfriend’s mind, when he was letting his mind wander.
Luke walked to the back of the class, and took Crow’s paper in his hands. He glanced over it, trying not to look at the answers; at least Crow had gotten all the questions done this time. (And hadn’t put “eat the rich” as an answer for an essay question.) After checking to make sure Crow didn’t need to take the assignment back as homework, Luke looked down the margins of the paper, where dozens of little doodles and notes were.
Crow wasn’t exactly an artist. He couldn’t draw humans, buildings, objects, dogs, cats… Or much of anything else. But there was one thing that he was good at sketching; birds. It was ironic, given his name, but perhaps it was because he was named after a bird that Crow liked to study them so much. As per the usual, there were little birds, of all different varieties, doodled across the page. In between birds, there were song lyrics. Whatever happened to be in his head is usually what was written down, and, it seemed, today, Crow had his mind on edgy Three Days Grace songs.
Just as Luke was about done looking through it, he spotted something familiar in the corner of the page; his name. His name always stuck out to him on paper, which was lucky, because the words were small, nestled in between doodles of two birds, as if hiding in their feathers. Luke had to bring the paper a little closer to his face to see it, and he realized, it wasn’t his name, after all. Well… Kind of.
Written so tiny, not meant to be noticed, were the words, ‘Crow Triton.’
Luke felt his heart swell up with something so wonderfully sweet and warm, and he felt his face go mushy and soft. He must have looked like a cartoon character, with a bright-pink face and a goofy grin. Little hearts may have been floating around his head, for all he knew. Not like how he looked was on his mind at that moment, anyways. No, at that moment, all Luke was thinking about was Crow, writing his first name with Luke’s last name in the middle of class, small enough so only those who looked close would see; thinking about him. Thinking about being together… Thinking about being married.
Luke quickly glanced up at the teacher, to make sure she wasn’t looking at him, before tearing the corner off of the page; both birds, and the words that had made him so very joyful. He then carefully, carefully put it in his pocket, to put in a safe place when he got home. Somewhere special, to remind himself that Crow, at least for a little while, wanted to commit himself entirely to him.
The urge to see and be close to his boyfriend hit him just a second later, and, suddenly, Luke couldn’t wait to see Crow at lunch. He jogged up to the teacher’s desk, and put the paper on it. “There! Bye-bye!” He bolted out the door before she could even thank him; not like he would have heard her. Because the only thing he could hear as he rushed to the lunchroom were those two words.
Crow Triton… Crow Triton… Crow Triton…
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“Oh, Luke!”
Luke happened to be running far behind the rest of the class, as he left for lunch period (sometimes, he struggled to put things in his bag), and was the last one out. He was already on his way out the door when the teacher called for him from her desk, but he wasn’t the type to turn down a teacher-given instruction simply because it was the period before lunch. (A gentleman is always as helpful as he can be!) So, he turned around, and came to the front of the teacher’s desk, with his usual, peppy smile. “Yes, ma’am?”
“It seems Crow left his assignment on his desk. Would you be a dear and turn it in for him?” The teacher smiled apologetically. “I’m terribly sorry to-“
“Nonsense, ma’am! I’ll get it!” Luke nodded, still grinning. He was always looking out for Crow (not to say Crow didn’t do the same for him, of course), so turning in a piece of paper he had forgotten wasn’t exactly unlike Luke to do.
He even found himself a bit glad that he had an excuse to get Crow’s assignment. Crow wasn’t exactly the most focused student in the world, so, on his assignments and notes alike, he wrote and doodled in the margins. It was interesting to see what went on in his boyfriend’s mind, when he was letting his mind wander.
Luke walked to the back of the class, and took Crow’s paper in his hands. He glanced over it, trying not to look at the answers; at least Crow had gotten all the questions done this time. (And hadn’t put “eat the rich” as an answer for an essay question.) After checking to make sure Crow didn’t need to take the assignment back as homework, Luke looked down the margins of the paper, where dozens of little doodles and notes were.
Crow wasn’t exactly an artist. He couldn’t draw humans, buildings, objects, dogs, cats… Or much of anything else. But there was one thing that he was good at sketching; birds. It was ironic, given his name, but perhaps it was because he was named after a bird that Crow liked to study them so much. As per the usual, there were little birds, of all different varieties, doodled across the page. In between birds, there were song lyrics. Whatever happened to be in his head is usually what was written down, and, it seemed, today, Crow had his mind on edgy Three Days Grace songs.
Just as Luke was about done looking through it, he spotted something familiar in the corner of the page; his name. His name always stuck out to him on paper, which was lucky, because the words were small, nestled in between doodles of two birds, as if hiding in their feathers. Luke had to bring the paper a little closer to his face to see it, and he realized, it wasn’t his name, after all. Well… Kind of.
Written so tiny, not meant to be noticed, were the words, ‘Crow Triton.’
Luke felt his heart swell up with something so wonderfully sweet and warm, and he felt his face go mushy and soft. He must have looked like a cartoon character, with a bright-pink face and a goofy grin. Little hearts may have been floating around his head, for all he knew. Not like how he looked was on his mind at that moment, anyways. No, at that moment, all Luke was thinking about was Crow, writing his first name with Luke’s last name in the middle of class, small enough so only those who looked close would see; thinking about him. Thinking about being together… Thinking about being married.
Luke quickly glanced up at the teacher, to make sure she wasn’t looking at him, before tearing the corner off of the page; both birds, and the words that had made him so very joyful. He then carefully, carefully put it in his pocket, to put in a safe place when he got home. Somewhere special, to remind himself that Crow, at least for a little while, wanted to commit himself entirely to him.
The urge to see and be close to his boyfriend hit him just a second later, and, suddenly, Luke couldn’t wait to see Crow at lunch. He jogged up to the teacher’s desk, and put the paper on it. “There! Bye-bye!” He bolted out the door before she could even thank him; not like he would have heard her. Because the only thing he could hear as he rushed to the lunchroom were those two words.
Crow Triton… Crow Triton… Crow Triton…
