You could feel all the blood rush to your face as you half watched him from behind your locker. He looked over at you. Quickly you looked away, back into your locker.
Berwald Oxenstierna. He always seemed to intimidate everybody. He also always seemed to hang out with the same group of people; Tino Väinämöinen, Lukas Bondvik, Emil Steilsson, and Mathias Køhler. He had really, really, really cute blue eyes that made you tongue-tied whenever he looked at you.
At the sound of your name you jumped. Turning around you saw it was Berwald himself, “H-Hi, Berwald. W-what’s up?”
“I was wondering if you would like to study this afternoon.”
“S-sure, I’d love to,” you said smiling.
He nodded and left.
You then released the breath you didn’t know you had been holding. “I heard what happened,” Tino said taking your hand and smiling, “are you excited?”
“It’s only studying Tino,” you said blushing. “It’s not like it’s a real date. He probably just has some trouble understanding the material.”
“Berwald? He’s getting a perfect grade in every class,” Tino said walking with you to the next class.
“Then maybe one of the teachers told him to give me a hand,” you said shrugging.
Tino rolled his eyes, “I think he likes you ____________.”
“And you like him.”
You blushed harder. “T-Tino…stop it.”
After class you and Tino continued your discussion.
“Berwald and _________
sitting in a tree,
“Tino!” you blushed harder putting your hand over his mouth, “Stop it!”
Tino licked your hand and you let go, “Sorry __________,” he said between laughs, “I just couldn’t resist.” He put his arm around your shoulder.
That’s when a hand came out from nowhere and grabbed onto Tino’s arm. Pulling it off of you, “Tino. __________.”
You blushed, “Hi Berwald.”
“Let’s go,” he said taking your hand and dragging you to the library.
“O-Ok,” you said letting him drag you.
During the study session you found that Berwald didn’t say a word. Finally you decided to speak to him.
Twiddling your fingers you said, “Why did you ask me to study with you. I mean it’s not like I’m ungrateful or anything. But Tino told me you’re getting perfect scores in all your classes and-.”
“Do you like Tino?” Berwald asked.
You were taken aback, “Umm, yeah he’s my best friend, why?”
Berwald looked at you and you couldn’t move. Slowly he removed his glasses, setting them on the table. “I love you, ___________,” he said taking your cheek in in his hand and kissing you gently.
After a few moments of shock you responded. Moving your lips in sync with his, it felt like someone had put Pop Rocks on your lips. His arm went around your waist, his other hand still cupping your cheek, he pulled you closer.
You moaned when he gently nibbled your lower lip. Giving up your mouth to him.
When he was done ravaging your mouth and once the two of you were out of breath he broke away. Both of your faces were flushed with red.
“I love you too, Berwald,” you said smiling.
Berwald stroked your face gently and kissed your forehead. “Good, because I thought I was going to have to threaten Tino to leave you…”
He looked down at you with the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. “I was joking.”
You smiled wider and kissed him gently on the lips.