Own Idea, takes place in PDH. It's kinda an AU.
Also, picture above. Shocker. It's not mine.
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Zane was leaning against his locker with a sigh as one of his friends, Travis came walking back with a bruise on his face. "Travis...when will you learn. You just can't go around beating people up because they say something you don't like.." Zane muttered softly, looking at his friend with concern.

Though they at first hated each other, they had grown fond of each others company. They had become some of the best of friends though Zane desired more. But he didn't think Travis did so, he kept his emotions inside.

Anyway, they had been friends for almost a year and recently. Travis has been fighting a lot. Like before they were friends he hardly got into fights. But now, he was fighting someone every day and Zane wanted to know why.  He wanted to know why his friend was fighting. Was getting hurt. He wanted to know if he was the one who caused it. But...he was scared to ask because he was scared the answer was that, yes. It was his fault Travis got into fights.

"Relax Nug, it was just a small argument that got a bit carried away. And besides. It's just a bruise. "Travis said, shrugging gently as he used his nickname for Zane softly.

"No Travis. It's not "Just a bruise." You've been getting into fights every day now for nearly a year. You have scars and new bruises every day. I'm getting concerned about your health Travis. Plus you never tell me why you fight!" Zane told him, crossing his arms as he frowned. Though his mask covered his face, it was easy to tell he wasn't happy with Travis.

"You're acting like I started a war. It's just a few fights. " Travis said, looking his friend in the face with a confused look on his face. He was confused on Zane's behavior.

" nine months of school right? Okay. Let's just say on average. You get into one fight a school day. If school starts the day after labor Day and ends June 8. For Christmas break you get let's say two weeks off. And for spring break, a week and a half.  Then those few days where it's presidents day or it was a snow day. Let's just give that another week, being generous. " Zane began, pulling out his calculator with a look at Travis.

"So school started on September Fourth this year. Tuesday. " Zane muttered, looking af the calender on his phone and doing some calculations, muttering to himself. "At least 181 Fights during school days. Not even counting breaks or the weekends. And maybe you don't get into a fight every day. But still. Anything over 100, even if they are just small arguments, is stupid. " he said, looking up at Travis, looking dead into his eyes. "Your actions are causing you harm Travis. "

"My actions aren't stupid okay?! There's a good reason why I'm doing this. " Travis said, looking at Zane. "And I don't hurt others most of the time. If I'm telling the truth...I'm the one who takes the majority of the punches. "

Zane looked at Travis and murmured something before slapping him. "You just don't learn do you? You just don't understand. You aren't hurting them physically but you're hurting me. Everytime I see you get hurt. It hurts me. I don't understand why but..it just does okay! And if you keep this up. I'm going to stop being your friend. " he muttered, choking on his words. He hated thinking about what would happen if he wasn't friends with Travis any more.

He loved Travis, Platonic love and Non Platonic love. After he had slapped Travis he looked at his hand, looking ashamed for what he did to his friend and his crush. He felt horrid for doing that and wished he hadn't had done that. "...Travis I'm.so sorry. I don't know what came over me...I just... I just care for you so much and can't bare foe you to be hurt. It pains me to see you in pain." Zane muttered.

Travis looked.. Betrayed and confused. "Zane. You don't get it. I'm getting into fights because of you. Haven't you ever wondered why I only got into fights after I became your friend?" He asked, looking at him.

Zane looked. Crushed. His worst fear had come true. It was his fault Travis was getting hurt. He instantly released the grasp he had on Travis and took a step back. "It's...it's my fault you get hurt..." he whispered, looking at his hands. He hated he was making Travis feel pain. Though. He didn't know why he was causing Travis to fight.

"No. No. Wait I didn't mean it like that. Look. Ever since you came out as Bisexual people have been making fun of you. But. People have been making fun of you for a long time. And it was time I did something. So I started arguing. Because. I care for you Zane. In more ways than one. I hate seeing you get hurt.  Especially when you don't hear the people hurt you. " Travis said, grabbing Zane's wrist softly, looking into his eye gently. "I'm fighting for you, not because you're the problem, " he whispered.

"...you're...defending me..?" Zane asked softly. "Why it's not like...I Matter. "

"Of course you matter. To me at least. You're a good friend of mine and you deserved to be treated as one...but. there's something else. Something inside me that's just telling me to do wonderful things to you and only you."

"Like.... what kind of things..?" The smaller male asked with a soft head tilt, looking at Travis

"Hold you in my arms. Call you mine. Hold you to my chest and kiss your head. Spoon you to sleep and wake up with you besides me, in the same bed as me. Kiss your lips and everywhere else. Hold your hand and showcase you to all of my friends. And the entire school to show them how wonderful of a couple we would make. "

Zane's jaw dropped as he blushed deeply, the blush rising over his mask as he looked into Travis's eyes. "...d-do you mean it..?" He asked, gulping slightly.

"Yes. I really do. But...I understand if you just like me as a friend. I don't want to pressure you into anything...and you probably don't wanna date a delinquent like me." He said, looking at the smaller male with a gentle and nervous smile.

At those words Zane softly pulled down his mask, looking at Travis. "Travis. I wanted to share those same words with you. But I was scared of how you would react. So of course. I'll be the one who you can call yours. If you can be the one I call mine..?"

Travis nodded," Of course. For as long as this fire inside me burns, I will always want to be called yours and you to be called mine. " he whispered before softly grabbing his chine and looking into his eyes. "May I..?"

The black haired male gulped softly and nodded gently. "Of course you may.." he whispered softly to the white haired male.

Zane and Travis shared a soft and sweet kiss against the lockers. It was Zane's first kiss, yet not Travis's first. Big shocker. But after they pulled away, only because they needed to breathe, Travis said it was the best one he had ever shared.

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Hey Guys! Hope you enjoyed that first one shot, sorry if it seemed odd. It's currently 2 in the morning and I'm awake on Wattpad cause I can be.

But I hoped you enjoyed and that you'll request more?
See y'all next time!! (　^ω^)