Warmth · 1:13am Jan 10th, 2022
Fifteen-year-old Scorch huffed as he stormed towards the bench and sat himself down, folding his forelegs.
Scarab was seated a few feet away from him; within seconds, he noticed the red changeling’s unhappy state. “Scorch?”
“Mmrgh…”
The general scooted a bit closer. “…What’s wrong, kid?”
Scorch stayed quiet for a few moments. “…Aster’s been hitting on me again,” he mumbled.
“Huh? She has?”
“Believe it or not, yes, unfortunately…” Scorch responded. “Her and her friends have been doing it for a while now. And I just have to keep telling them a gazillion times… that I’m just not interested. That I’m not into girls that way. But they…” he trailed off with a sigh. “…they never listen.”
“Aw, Scorch, I’m sorry…” Scarab pulled him close with a foreleg, rubbing his back. “I’m glad you told me though. For lots of reasons. If Aster keeps ignoring or disrespecting your preferences, I’ll be there to handle it… I promise.”
“Mm… thanks.”
“Also, you wanna know something, kid?”
“What?”
Scarab smiled before eventually saying, “…I like guys, too.”
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Heh. Thought I’d do something with these two.
Ooh, nice
And cute