Red Vs Blue Book of One-Shots

BACKSTREET'S BACK (ALRIGHT!)

"No it's not."

"It's sung by all guys."

"And Spice girls was sung by all girls. Congrats, Einstein.

"It's a Boy band. I didn't think you were into those."

"I'm not! These guys are better..."

"Your gay is showing."

Felix sighed dramatically, almost flustered. He shook his head and shoved the earplugs Ito Locus's hands, along with his phone.

"Listen to this and don't ever talk to me again."

"Can do."

~~~~~

After that day, they started to date.

The two were inseparable, besides the constant petty arguments about Felix doing his laundry for once.

Locus wasn't exactly one to 'Show off' his emotions, but you shouldn't be surprised when you hear that Felix has stormed into his Psychology class twice for forgetting to buy ramen.

Needless to say, they were in their own form of love.

Rethinking this fact about two years later, Felix became a nervous reck.

Locus knew this, seeing ass Felix didn't talk to him for days on end. At times, Felix would zone out completely, and it only got worse by the day.

This had been happening for three weeks, until Locus nearly stabbed the styrofoam ramen cup with a fork out of anger.

"What's wrong, Felix?"

The other's eyes snapped to attention, then avoided eye contact.

"I'm not wrong, you're wrong."

"Seriously, you can't joke about this. You've been acting odd lately."

Felix faked a scoff after a moment of hesitation, some BS lie waiting to tumble out. However, Locus grew impatient.

"Felix, school is ending in a couple weeks from now. Finals are almost over and we already have job ideas worked out. What's wrong?"

Felix opened his mouth so say something, but shrugged and leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair.

"Umm... This is going to sound weird, but... Can you meet me outside in... I donno, twenty minutes...?"

Locus gave him a worried look.

"There's a blizzard. It's negative ten degrees."

"I promise it'll be worth it!" Felix begged, and that time, Locus could see he was serious again, but also nervous. What could possibly have him so worked up?

Locus nodded in agreement, and Felix quickly grabbed his coat and dashed out the door, leaving Locus to sit alone while picking at microwaved noodles.

~~~~~

At minute nineteen and forty-four seconds, Locus grabbed his trench coat and scarf, then trudged down the stairs and into the snowstorm.

Snowflakes whipped around, flying into Locus' eyes and he pushed against the forces of Mother Nature.

Annoying bitch.

However, about ten steps later, Locus could make out a figure, shuttering in the cold and clearly an asshole.

So Felix, basically.

As Locus fought his way over, he realized that there was a box shaped by him, almost looking like a shipment. Curious, Locus instantly asked him.

Felix smirked, and held the boom box over his head.

Out of the bushes and piles of snow, the whole entire college band stood up, watching for Felix's que.

After the wind started to die down, and Locus' confusion got worse, he head the play button get pressed.

Everybody...

Rock your body...

Everybody...

Rock your body right...

Backstreet's back- ALRIGHT!

The band happily played along, circling around Locus while he suppressed a grin while trying to be mad at Felix.

"You set this up?!"

"The whole thing amigo! But that's not all!" Felix yelled back over the snow and the band stopped, putting their instruments in resting position.

"What is it?" Locus asked, almost worried about what was going to happen.

Felix held up a finger, as if to say one moment, and wiggled his foot around in the snow to make an indent. He took a deep breathe, and dropped down on one knee.

"Locus, you uncultured swine that I happen to love with all my heart, will you marry me?"

The band kids started smiling, almost squealing when Locus pulled Felix up for a kiss.

Oh hell yeah, he said yes.

Am I original?

Yeah...

Am I the only one?

Yeah...

Am I sexual?

YEAH...