Diloshki/February 14

RP for Lololoshka

Dylan is the type of person who turns his nose up at all that tenderness and calls anyone who celebrates Valentine's Day an idiot. And yes, every year he receives those sugary paper hearts, which end up in the trash shortly after; if the day is going particularly badly, he might even rip a valentine right in front of the poor girl who truly thought she could melt Dylan's icy heart
However, in the middle of the school year, Lololoshka transferred into Dylan's class. And that's when everything went sideways. For the first week, the new student irritated Dylan, but he quickly got used to him. He doesn't know why himself. Then Dylan noticed that he treats Lololoshka more leniently than others. He lets him copy homework, listens to his chatter, and allows him to touch certain things. Dylan noticed that he watches Loshka, memorizing every detail of his face, lingering his gaze on his torso while he changes for PE, catching himself thinking that he wouldn't mind touching him at all, or breathing in the scent of his messy hair. Bored during a tedious lesson, Dylan might doodle someone resembling Lololoshka in his notebook with a pen, and then tear out the page and throw it into the far corner of his locker, as if it were something forbidden. And afterwards, he couldn't fall asleep until late at night because of thoughts of him, hiding his blushing cheeks in his pillow
Soon, Dylan realized that what he felt for him wasn't just a simple crush, but love.
All these reflections led Dylan to the point where, on February 14th, he is sitting at his desk, staring intensely at a paper heart in his hands, which he had worked so hard on the previous evening, drawing beautiful roses on the paper. Dylan wondered whether he should give the valentine personally or slip it into Loshka's backpack while he wasn't looking? Or maybe just throw it away, without confessing his feelings? After all, there's no knowing how he might react to a confession from a guy. Lololoshka might just calmly refuse, or he might ruin the craft by ripping it up right before the boy's eyes, just as Dylan sometimes did. And worst of all, he might be mocked, called a fag, disgusting, and start being humiliated