Picture Perfect // One-On-One // CLOSED // PRETTY GAY

Eli released a sigh of relief, "Thank you.." He looked up, towards the teacher, hoping she wasn't listening.

Damian handed over his book, moving back to his English assignment. He was sure that the explanations would help. He wished that he could verbally help Eli, but that would not sit in Ms Maxwell's books.

The explanations did help, now the only problem was Eli day dreaming. He managed a few questions, but in the end he got lost in his own head before the bell rang.

Damian packed up his stuff, having made only a little bit of headway in English. He grabbed his book off Eli and put it into his bag. "Hey, I can help you tonight if you need it. Just bring your books and I can verbally help."

"Could you?" Eli's face lit up, much like a puppy being given a treat, "Oh gosh thank you! I'd hug you but.. you know. I'm useless at maths and well, everything that isn't art."

"If you ever need help with anything, I'm here for you," Damian smiled as they walked out of class and towards their next one, which they also shared. "Just ask, OK. I'm not gonna say no."

Eli nodded a little, “Yeah, okay. But I know how busy you get and there’s more important things then helping me pass maths.”

"No, not really. School work is way more important than any sports. I would much rather have good grades than a life in sport. And I'm happy to help you."

“If you’re sure.” Elliot still wasn’t convinced but he didn’t want to push the issue.

"Of course I'm sure, I wouldn't say it if I wasn't, Eli. Don't ever think that you're not important. Even if we break up I'll still be there for you."

“Yeah, I know. Same goes for you as well. But I don’t want to think about that, it’s too sad.”

Damian smiled, a small laugh escaping his lips. "Yes, very sad. But I don't think that will happen. And I hope you don't either."

"Of course I don't! I would never I'm not like that and you know it."

Damian just shook his head, the smile not leaving his face. This was what he loved about Eli. "God, tonight can't come soon enough."

Eli giggled softly, nudging Damien gently, “Before you know it it will. We’ve just got to get through the rest of the day.”

"I don't want to go to sport though, Eli. I might be big and bulky but I don't always like it." He sighed, knowing he didn't have a choice anyway. "But you don't care, do you? You have your own stuff to worry about."

Eli frowned, “What? No of course I care! You’re my… you know, I care about everything in your life.”

Damian grinned. "I know. I just wanted you to know how dumb you sound when you say that I don't care about you, Eli. Very, very dumb."

Eli pouted, crossing his arms with a huff, "I am not dumb thank you very much." He protested, sticking his tongue out at Damian.

"I know you're not. But you are when you say stuff like that. Do you hear yourself? It's so dumb. I'm not even kidding."

"How supportive. I get it, I'm dumb. But it's just how my brain works and I can't fix it, okay?"

"I'm not trying to make fun of you," Damian pouted, feeling bad. "I just wanted you to know. And to be fair, I'm kinda dumb too."

"It's fine, Damian, I know you meant well," He offered a small smile, "I know how I think is stupid, but I can't stop it, it's been like this for a while."

They reached Damian's next class, and he had to break off from Eli. "See you after school?"

Eli nodded, “Of course. See you later.” He smiled softly before he walked off to his next class.

English. Damian was not excited. He'd put his assignment off until the last minute and only just managed to finish it in maths. Thank god for him being quick at maths.

Luckily for Eli, he had art next. The one class he was excelling at currently. He was working on a project that had been long and tedious but he was nearly done and was very proud of the work he'd done.

Damian sat down, hoping that they would be given a little bit of extra time.
"You have five minutes to keep working and then turn in your assignment. I will mark the roll while you do so."

Eli had his music in and was having a pretty great time in his class. The piece was coming on nicely and he was very happy about it.

Damian took a few deep breaths, calming himself down. It was fine if he failed. He had other subjects to fall back on. He didn't need to worry.