#chimistry

I've already mentioned the 'chemistry buddies' tee-shirt in the fic.

And while I don't reference it directly, I envision them wearing said shirts during this scene in season 2 as well.

So enjoy this 'bonus scene' that may or may not make it into the fic proper. Just know it takes place sometime during S2.

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Varian stood in the doorway of the chimistry lab admiring the view.

Honey Lemon was too busy with writing her notes as she studied the chimical reaction in the test tubes and beakers before her to notice he was staring at her.

Right at this moment her back was turned to him as she bent over the table to write; and Varian couldn't help but appreciate the way the jeans she chose to wear that day accentuated her curves.

Honey Lemon looked great in anything. However, it was a rare treat to see her forgo her usual baggy sweaters and shapeless dresses and wear something that highlighted her lovely long legs and, in Varian's opinion, bueatiful backside.

You could hardly blame him. He was sixteen and in love. What teenage boy wouldn't enjoy seeing the object of his affection running around in a nice pair of high waisted jeans? The fact that she wore a chemistry tee-shirt, all tied up at the side so as not hang down at her thighs nor get in the way of her experiments, was just the cherry on top.

She was perfect.

Beautiful. Smart. Kind. And someone who understood his own passion for science and love of chimistry in particular.

The only problem was that she was unaware of his feelings for her.

He had tried to tell her, countless times, only for something to come along and interpret him or break the mood.

He chewed on his bottom lip as he tried to steel is courage. He was going to make the attempt again. However he needed a way to break the ice...

Well they were alone in the lab so it was now or never.

He coughed to gain her attention. She turned to him and he gave her his most charming smile.

"Excuse me, have you lost an electron? Because you are positively attractive!"

Honey Lemon blinked at him for a moment in confusion as Varian's smile began to strain.

Oh, no! He had screwed it up! Worse, maybe she didn't like him at all...

Then just as suddenly Honey Lemon doubled over with laughter.

"That's a good one." She snickered, and Varian joined in on her giggles.

It wasn't the reaction he had hoped for, but at least she wasn't rejecting him outright.

"Ooh, ooh, I got one! I got one!" Honey Lemon insisted, before straighting herself upright and flipping her hair back, as if she was about to give a speech. "Are you made of copper and tellurium? Because you're CuTe."

Varian also couldn't hold back his own laughter as he realized just how corny pick up lines really were. Fortunately it was just like Honey Lemon to join in on a chemistry joke.

"Alright, I'll play." He said through his own snickers. "Hey baby, I've got my ion you!"

He gave her an exaggerated wink and Honey Lemon just about lost it. She could barely breathe through her laughter.

When she finally composed herself she gave him a flirty little bat of her eyelids and said, "Are you a non-volatile particle? Because you raise my boiling point."

She fanned herself with her hand after saying this, in a mocking manner, and Varian also bursted out laughing even louder then before.

"Oh are we going really nerdy now? Then how about this one? You are a photon quanta to my valence electron because you excite me to a higher energy level." He slid closer to her and gave her a Cheshire grin.

When she could finally breathe from laughing she shot back. "You’re hotter than sulfur hydroxide mixed with ethyl acetate."

"Oooh tell me more." He half joked. God, she was wonderful. "How about this one?" He leaned in even closer and in almost seductive whisper said, "I hear, chemists do it on the table periodically."

He raised a cocky eyebrow at her and her cheeks flushed a bright red at she looked at him in shock. For half a second Varian feared he had offended her, only for her to violently snort with even more giggles then before.

She buried her face into his shoulder as she shook with laughter. Varian wrapped his arms around her for support.

When she finally lifted her head to look up at him she gave him a exasperated sigh followed by a blissful smile. "Your awful." She breathed, in a tone of voice that really told Varian that he was anything but.

"I know." He proudly proclaimed as still held her in his arms. He had just won. He didn't know what he had won, their previous exchange of good natured jokes wasn't really a competition. However, seeing her breathless with laughter while holding her close was a prize like no other.

Especially when she looked at him like that.

Eyes shining with a mixture of admiration and annoyance. A playful smile on her lips. Her hands grasping his shirt as if to pull him closer, or at least to keep him near.

His smug grin slowly faded the longer her looked at her. He wanted to keep holding her. He wanted stare into those emerald eyes forever. He wanted to kiss her soft, inviting lips.

Varian had never been kissed before. He didn't know precisely what it would feel like, but everything else about Honey Lemon was affectionate and warm. He bet a kiss from her would be just as wonderful.

Unfortunately, before he could take the plunge and close the distance between them, Honey Lemon lowered her head again and gave another sigh, before pulling away.

"Thanks." She said. "I needed a good laugh. I've been so stressed over school. I got like fifty million things to do today."

Varian watched as she gathered up her things to leave. She didn't notice the palpable look of regret on his face.

"Do you mind turning off the Bunsen burners for me? I have to get to my next class in like three minutes and I'm running late as is."

"Sure, no problem. " Varian akwardly agreed as she turned towards the door. He called out to her once more before she left.

"H- Honey?"

She paused in the doorway and waited for him to finish his thought.

He briefly considered asking her out, but as he opened his mouth, he realized that the magic moment had pass.

"D-did you know scientists have recently discovered a rare new element?" He squeaked.

"Really?" She asked, all excited.

"Yeah, yeah, it's called Beautium, and it looks like you are made of it."

He forced his usual confident smile and Honey Lemon giggled once more.

"You got me." She said before saying goodbye and hurrying off.

Varian let out an aggravated sigh before she left.

He hadn't totally blown it, but he hadn't gotten what he wanted either.

Why was romance so complicated?

Building a portal to another dimension was easy compared telling a girl that you liked her apparently.

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Honestly, I don’t know if anyone will care enough to take the time to read this as I’ve become nothing but a ghost on this platform but I’ll still continue to write for the chance that someone would want to know that I’m still existing and I still have thoughts and a love for writing.

It’s been a long near-8-months. Full of ups and downs and turns, spirals, drops, doubts, tears, illnesses, etc. If you don’t know or forgot, I’m living on an island in Spain, like literally the dead center of the island in a tiny town where Spanish is not the common language (& it’s actually disliked by many of the inhabitants of this island). I’ve learned to develop an understanding of one language, where I can read and listen and I’m able to speak, read, write, and listen to another (Spanish) with basically nothing to start with. It’s been tough, this whole adjustment period, the exhaustion still washes over me from time to time but I’ve come to fall in love with this place, the people, and the culture. 

To get to where I am I had to give up a lot, my identity, language, culture, communication with my nuclear and outer family & friends, and expression through art. Between school, studying, and a social life here, I haven’t had a single second to pick up a pen or a pencil or hit the laptop to just write or draw. I haven’t read a single book and I’ve given up on trying because exams would get in the way or I’d have to spend time practicing the languages. 

In short, I’ve distanced from my passions- they’re still there and at times I yearn for them like one for their lover who’s in war, but it’s just not feasible for me to spend my time doing those sorts of things when I have to focus my time and effort into learning as much I can.

Okay but where the fuck are you getting with this? Why are you complaining and over explaining? 

* Hey, Plz... Don’t kill yourselves!!

(But he didn’t hear her voice and just keep going his work.)

- His last death in childhood-

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