- Chapter 69 - Darn You, Cute Boy -
Warnings: Mentions of abuse
Modern AU
Third Person POV

A/N, Ikeshot was requested by the amazing Iluv_NicodiAngelo and because someone requested a part 3 of the Mike and Ike thing, I decided to combine them.

Hotshot sits across from Ike at the lunch table.

Ike looks up at him, taking a bite out of his sandwich. He swallows. "Hi." He mutters.

"Hey." Hotshot couldn't bring himself to be any louder than Ike had been. "Uh... how are you doing?" He asks.

Ike stares at him. "This sucks." He answers bluntly. "You?"

"Sorry." Hotshot mutters. "I'm fine."

"Good." Ike looks back down at his food.

He suddenly lost his appetite.

Hotshot looks at him. "You should probably eat that." He tells him.

"I ate this morning," the older Guzman twin responds nonchalantly. "I'll be fine until dinner and if I need a snack, I'll get one."

"Ike-" Hotshot starts.

Ike gets up, slinging his backpack over his shoulder. "I'll see you around, Hotshot." He mumbles, leaving.

Hotshot just watches him go.

He sighs softly to himself, letting his head rest in his chin.

Something catches his eye.

Ike's Chemistry book.

He needs this next period.

Hotshot grabs the book, getting up and leaving the cafeteria.

He didn't have to walk far when he found Ike. "Hey! Ike!" He calls.

Ike stops, mentally cursing this. Couldn't he have left me alone?

Let me sulk in peace.

Hotshot jogs up to him. "You forgot your Chemistry book." He tells him.

Ike turns around. "Thank." He mutters, reaching to take the Chemistry book.

Their hands touch, shooting sparks up both of their bodies.

Ike looks up at Hotshot, their eyes meeting.

He felt his face heating up.

Ike takes the Chemistry book quickly. "I'll see you around." He mutters, scurrying off.

Hotshot watches him, a bit defeated.

Hotshot sighs, turning and walking in the opposite direction.

Mike leans against the doorframe, his arms crossed. "They're oblivious." He comments.

"Oh, highly." Spot agrees, watching Hotshot turn the corner and disappear from their sight.

"I'll talk to Ike later." Mike decides, turning to face Spot. "Maybe I can help him gain some of his flirty remarks and stuff back." He whispers.

Spot nods. "And I'll talk to Hotshot." He decides.

"Remember that Ike's coming out of a horrible relationship." Mike reminds him, frowning at the mention.

Spot scoffs, crossing his arms. "Who do you think you're talking to?" He asks. "I helped/am helping Race deal with an abusive past and Albert finally got out of his manipulative relationship." He reminds him. "I know how to help with this stuff, and we all, collectively as a group, know not to push anyone."

Mike shrugs. "Just a reminder." He states.

Spot watches the younger Guzman twin walk off, playing with the backpack straps around his shoulders.

Spot sighs.

Later
With Ike

"Be honest with me," Mike starts, staring at his Math paper. "How hard have you fallen for Hotshot?" He asks.

His eyes narrowed at the paper. I hate Math so much and don't understand how Race is in Math Honors, along with Specs, Davey, and whoever else.

Ike's eyes widen and his face turns red. "Not at all!" He exclaims defensively.

His twin shoots him a look, writing down an answer to a problem on his homework. "You're such a horrible liar, especially when somethings bothering you." He comments.

Ike stares at him. "I don't-"

"Denial won't get you anywhere." Mike cuts him off. "Trust me, I tried it with Elmer." He reminds his twin. "Now, we're dating."

"I remember that." Ike responds, the memory floating through his mind. "You-"

"Don't change the subject, Isaac." Mike cuts him off again. "Talk to me here," he looks up from his homework.

Ike sighs. "Okay, yeah, I have a crush on that stupid Brooklyn Newsie." He mutters, crossing his arms.

"Okay, good." Mike smiles at him. "We're getting somewhere." He tells Ike.

Ike sighs. "I don't want a relationship yet." He tells his twin softly, playing with his pen. "I'm scared."

"Ike..." Mike takes his hands. "Hotshot will understand that." He tells him quietly. "But he'd rather you tell him than continue avoiding him."

Ike nods.

"Tomorrow, at school, tell him." Mike continues, squeezing Ike's hands. "He's not like Lucas, he's not going to hurt you." He assures him. "I can even go with you, if you want."

"No, no." Ike shakes his head. "I'll talk to him on my own either before school or at lunch." He tells his twin.

Mike nods, smiling softly.

He pulls Ike into a hug.

Ike hugs him back.

The next day
At lunch

Ike walks up to Hotshot, his hand tugging nervously on his backpack straps.

Hotshot looks at him.

"Can I talk to you?" Ike asks quietly, keeping his eyes fixated on the ground.

Hotshot nods, getting up from the table and leaving.

He noticed Spot look to Mike, who nodded as they (Ike and Hotshot) left.

He follows Ike out into the hallway, which was empty.

Ike exhales, trying to calm his nerves.

"You okay?" Hotshot asks quietly.

Both of them felt the tension and awkwardness in the air.

This wasn't how they usually acted, and they hoped it wouldn't stay this way.

"I think you know I have feelings for you," Ike starts slowly. "And I think you also have feelings for me."

Hotshot nods.

"I want to date you, I really do," Ike felt tears sting his eyes. "But I'm scared because of Lucas." He admits, his voice barely a whisper.

"I won't hurt you." Hotshot tells him quickly. "But I understand that you're scared, and you have every right to be scared." He responds.

"I know." Ike mumbles, his face heating up. "Maybe we can date soon, but for now, can we just be friends?" He asks.

"Definitely." Hotshot answers with a small smile. "I wouldn't force you into anything."

Ike smiles, finally looking up at Hotshot and meeting his eyes. "Thank you." He whispers.

"Anytime, pretty boy." Hotshot winks at him.

"Hey, no." Ike points a jokingly scolding finger in Hotshot's face. "That was my name for you." He tells him.

Hotshot smirks. "Sorry, now it's my name for you." He responds.

"You're so annoying."

"Love you too, Isaac."

Ike felt his face flush.

Darn you, cute boy.

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I can't decide if this is bad or not. Eh, I hope you liked it lol