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Partners in Crime

Summary:

In an AU where the repeat rule doesn’t exist, in a drunken mishap Fluixon accidentally reveals his plans to Saparata about betraying him and killing all the leaders. But Saparata agrees to join the conspiracy?

Notes:

This Chapter in specific is inspired by the Fanfic “Drunk Confessions” by Sinc3relyY0urs. Although, it’s less about a love confession and more on Flux’s Plans.

How I write Flux and Sap’s is inspired by the Fanfic “Flirting is not a survival tactic” by Re_neska. I absolutely LOVE how the author writes these two! There’s certainly never a dull moment in their Fanfiction. I highly suggest reading both of these Fanfics!

Also Shout out to Bornfromchaos and 5accharin I love their fics sm too!!

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

Chapter 1: A Drunken Confession

Summary:

After celebrating the completed construction of Saparata’s Vacation home both Fluixon and Saparata decide to drink a little bit..

Fluixon gets too drunk and reveals his plans Saparata.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Saparata sat alongside Fluixon as a wine glass danced in the palm of his hands. They were celebrating the completion of his vacation home after days of work. Saparata looked toward Fluixon, whose cheeks now looked rosy from alcohol.

    "You already drunk dude?" Saparata asked as a faint laugh escaped his lips, Fluixon turned towards him and frowned.

    "I am not drunk. Perhaps just a little tipsy," he hiccuped annoyedly as he failed to get closer to Saparata.

    "Whatever you say," he said, rolling his eyes as a smile painted across his lips.

    Fluixon always told everyone that he had a high tolerance for alcohol. That it never really bothered him enough to get drunk, but that only made Saparata realize nobody had ever even seen Fluixon drink, and now he realized why.

    "Hey, Saps," Fluixon said as he looked up at him, his raven hair disheveled, lying flat as it stuck to his forehead, a few strands straying loose as Saparata focused on his eyes. The usual confident and secretive amethyst eyes that he had grown to love now looked raw with pure emotion and something he couldn’t name, something that scared Saparata yet drove him further as he continued to stare deeply into those eyes, unable to look away, getting lost in them.

Saparata eventually broke this strange eye contact as he remembered Fluxion had asked him something.

    "Yeah?" Saparata responded, his voice still carrying confusion as he watched Fluixon put a hand on his shoulder. Instinctively, it made him jump out of suddenness, despite Fluixon doing this to him thousands of times before. But Saparata couldn't complain much as he found the touch to be genuine, sweet. He almost instantly melted into the touch as he desperately tried to avoid his gaze.

    "I had this plan right?" Fluixon giggled as he used his free hand to put on his forehead. Saparata continued to listen, unsure of what he was even talking about.

    "T-That we were gonna use you as a scapegoat and frame you for killing all the leaders at the meeting" Saparata looked at him as he leaned away, despite desperately not wanting to. He now realized that Fluixon wasn't spitting out utter nonsense.

    "What?" Fluixon asked hazily as he wondered why Saparata moved away.

    "You're not seriously,"

    "I'm seriously all right," Saparata frowned at this as he realized talking to Fluixon about this anymore while drunk was useless.

    "You're a drunk idiot," Saparata said as he stood up straight to look down upon him. In a heap of drunkenness, or simply the fact that he wanted to be closer, He stood up as he neared himself to Saparata as their eyes met and their chests touched.

    "I'm a drunk idiot that you like having around," Saparata’s cheeks flushed as he quickly looked away, moving himself farther as he felt his face burn.

    "Let's get you to bed,"

    "I'm not tired,"

    "To bed,"

    And now, Saparata was practically dragging a drunken Fluixon to his bed as he continued to complain that he didn't need any sleep. By the time they made it to his bedroom all the strength that Fluixon once had was now gone as he now lay limp against Saparata.

    “So much for not needing any sleep," Saparata softly teased as he gave a glance to Fluixon who he was halfway convinced was already asleep.

   “Whatever," Fluixon mumbled out, his eyes flickering open as they closed once again.

   Saparata laid him tenderly in his bed and tucked him in while he began to make his way toward the couch.

“You’re not gonna leave me here alone right?” Fluixon pouted as he turned over on his side to meet Saparata’s eyes.

“You don't expect me to sleep with you do you?”

“It’s your bed after all,”

It was tempting. And Saparata, despite not drinking as much alcohol as Fluixon, was beginning to feel tired himself, and part of him wanted to cuddle up next to Fluixon. Just to make sure he's okay. Yeah, that was it, that's why he wanted to stay.

“Only to make sure you don't do anything stupid,” Saparata excused, sighing while he returned to the bedroom. He saw Fluixon cuddled up on the right side of his bed as a smile painted across his lips while his eyes were fully shut.

“I knew you couldn’t say no to me,” he teased as he slightly opened his eyes to give a quick glance at Saparata.

“Whatever,” he said as he got into the bed beside him.

Almost instantly, he felt Fluixon cuddle up next to him. And despite how much it should have shocked him, he instead welcomed it as his mind began to wander about what he had said earlier. He planned to use him as a scapegoat? And blame him for killing the other island leaders? Would the same Fluixon who now cuddled up tight against him really do that?

He knew he’d have to question Fluixon about it tomorrow. When he wasn’t drunk enough to stupidly reveal his plans and cuddle up to his best friend without a second thought.

“You’re something,” he whispered to Fluixon as he moved his dark hair away from his face.

   

Notes:

Hi guys I edited the end and a few things at the beginning.

AGAIN I’M SORRY FOR FORGETTING TO PUT THIS FIC AS 1/? Since a03 automatically makes a fic 1/1 that’s why it was set as such.

This fic is NOT just a one shot it’s a full on Fic!!

Saps responded to this comment of mine “guys no 100k fanfic reading im scared he’s gonna read mine” saying “yeah maybe I will read your fic live for hundreds of people” SIGHHH someone kill me 💔

Chapter 2: Sober Confrontations

Summary:

After Fluixon awakens the next day he realizes he may have let his Plan slip

The two have a nice chat

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Fluixon awoke to a terrible headache. Actually, his entire body ached. But still, despite the throbbing pain in his head, he decided to open his eyes to meet Saparata’s. His eyes were peacefully closed; his silky white hair flowed messily onto his face, covering most of it, as still the two black dots under his eyes could be seen peaking through the crevice of his hair. He also noticed the way that Saparata had his arms around him, snuggling him comfortably as he continued to lie perfectly asleep. Almost instantly, Fluixon felt sudden heat creep up on him as he tried desperately to ignore it while he tried to awaken the sleeping boy.

"Saps what the fuck are you doing?" He asked, flicking his forehead as he hoped it would wake him up. He watched as Saparata's captivating eyes opened to meet his.

"You couldn't go anywhere that drunk so I decided I'd just let you sleep in my bed," he responded, his voice a hoarse mumble as he let out a yawn.

"But why are we both sleeping together?" Saparata took a moment to respond, setting up before he did. "You begged me to stay with you," Fluixon sighed as he forced himself out of bed, not wanting to question him any further as he hoped it wasn't because of the dumb choices he made while being drunk.

"I'll make some breakfast for us, I'd like to speak with you as well," Saparata spoke seriously as he recalled the events from last night. He tried to quickly make his way to the kitchen before Fluixon advertently caught up with him.

"What did I say something idiotic while drunk?" He teased as he watched Saparata’s face scrunch up. A pit grew in Fluixon's stomach as he looked away from him. Fluixon sat on the chair, fiddling with his thumbs as he could briefly hear Saparata making breakfast in the distance. What possibly could he have said while drunk? He usually didn't drink. It wasn't his forte and unlike an average fool he simply had no reason to constantly intoxicate himself so when he did, it always hit him harder than anyone else, but he couldn't let anyone know that of course. Well, Saparata must know of it now.

Saparata put a plate down for Fluixon before putting one down for himself. He sat across from him silently as he carefully tried to pick out his words.

"When you were drunk last night you told me of a plan you had," he stated. Fluixon tried to look for a hint of sarcasm or unseriousness in his voice to find, nothing. He was completely stern and honest. Fluixon tried to keep a straight face, internally he was panicking. His plan was perfect could it really have been destroyed because of some stupid alcohol? He pretended to act dumb.

"And what plan was that?" He asked his voice cracking as he finished his sentence. He hoped Saparata wouldn't notice. He frowned but decided to speak anyway.

"The plan to trap my house and use me as a scapegoat," Fluixon wanted to sink into his seat and die. But instead of doing so he tried to reasonably explain himself in hopes of redemption.

"Look it was going to be for a good cause,"

"And what is that?"

Fluixon paused for a moment. Recollecting his thoughts as he continued to stare at Saparata. He kept a frown on his face as his eyes now looked tired. Weighed down by something he couldn't quite explain. He tried to ignore looking into those pristine obsidian eyes as he finally decided to respond.

”It was going to finally create peace across Island 2, we would all be united against Island 1 for when they try to attack!"

”And you were gonna betray me like I was nothing to you?" That's what it was. Fluixon honestly didn't want to betray him. He wished it could have been anyone else but who else other than Saparata led the meetings, who else but him was in contact with all the leaders?

"You make it sound like I wanted to. You're the only person I could have done it to," He noticed that Saparata finally broke eye contact. A wave of guilt washed over him as he watched his best friend desperately try to keep it together. If he's acting this way now, how would he have acted after betraying him? He didn't want to think about that.

"Saparata if you had to betray one person to save a thousand would you?" His question was sudden. Startling Saparata as he furrowed his brow. He paused for a moment, collecting his thoughts as he finally regained the strength to look into Fluixon's eyes as he answered.

"If it truly came down to it then yes,"

"Then you understand my motivations,"

They both were now left in silence. What else was there to say?

"Was it just you planning to do this?" he asked, cutting Fluixon off guard as he wondered if he could trust him with this information. Eventually, he decided he could so he responded.

"No, I have a whole conspiracy group. Some members are Seraphim, Snowbird, and Thomas," Saparata raised an eyebrow his mouth almost agape as he heard Fluixon mention Seraphim.

"The second in command of Tricolor?" He asked quite impressed. Fluixon nodded.

"You’re quite organized aren't you?" he playfully teased.

"You know me. Why wouldn't I be?" Saparata rolled his eyes.

"In exchange of not framing me could I join you guys?" Fluixon's eyes widened. He wouldn't mind having Saparata in on his conspiracy, but how would he explain this to the others? What would they do now?

"You do know too much now," he said half jokingly.

"Your answer?"

"Fine. Welcome to The Goon Squad,"

Notes:

Look I KNOW I haven't wrote in awhile. I heavily apologize for that. I've been playing a lot of Minecraft lately that and School has been distracting me. I'll try and update more I promise goodnight guys

Chapter 3: An Unexpected Meeting

Summary:

Fluixon calls a meeting to explain the situation

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

"I need to alert the others about this. Hold on while I message them," He said as he was halfway through sending the message.

Plans have been altered. Meet at the bunker.

It was simple and sweet. Not specific, but he knew his men wouldn't think twice of questioning him so he knew it would be good enough. He turned to Saparata who was now putting away food from breakfast.

"Let's head out," Saparata nodded as he finished his task.

He followed behind Fluixon as he swiftly passed between trees and valleys before reaching the sea. He watched as the water clashed unapologetically against the shore. He concluded that a storm must be approaching, as the unmistakable scent wafted through the air.

Fluixon took a boat out from his inventory, placing it onto the water as it slightly rustled against the waves. He made it quickly, as if he had done this thousands of times before. Saparata promptly got in the boat beside him, struggling to get in as he made a loud thud, falling face-first.

Laughter erupted from the boy in front.

"Struggling?" he teased as a smile piqued from the corner of his lips. Saparata rolled his eyes, setting himself back up as he held onto Fluixon's slower back for support.

His hands were warm. Not the sweltering kind, more like the pleasant, soothing kind from a fireplace that makes you feel cozy and comfortable. His hands were soft as they gripped lightly against his skin and fabric of his clothes. He wished that Saparata's hands wouldn't leave.

...
..
.

As Fluixon rowed he felt tiny raindrops fall onto his coat. Luckily, they had reached the entrance of the bunker, so they wouldn't be completely soaked by the rain.

Saparata looked at him as confusion sparkled in his eyes. This made him smile. He was always proud of his idea of a hidden base underwater. The others voiced their complaints but he didn't care. Not when Saparata couldn't even tell where it was.

"The bunker is down here. Follow my lead," he said as he hopped into the water, feeling its coldness surround him as he held his breath while swimming further down. The latch of the bunker welcomed itself before him as he turned it, opening it up as they both descended into its trenches.

"You could have told me in advance that the meeting was taking place underwater," he complained as his eyes flickered with annoyance while his once silky white hair lay flat and wet, plastered against his forehead as droplets slowly trickled down his body.

"It was part of the surprise,"

Saparata chose not to respond as Fluixon threw him a towel.

"You are pretty soaked. You can wear one of my spare shirts if you'd like," He said as he took off his coat revealing that his undershirt was wet, but not soaking. Saparata used the towel to hide the blush that crept up on his face.

"Really you wouldn't mind?" He asked as he began to dry his hair.

"Not at all, wouldn't want you getting a cold anyway,"

He grabbed a shirt out of a nearby cabinet and handed it to him.

Saparata put on the shirt, instantly he could tell it wasn't his. It was white, short-sleeved with silky extravagant fabric that fit comfortably against his skin. He could tell it was of high quality. Higher than anything he'd usually buy. It was the quality of a leader or king while also sporting the intoxicating aroma of lavender, the type of aroma that's suffocating yet addicting. Like Flux.

"Let's go we shouldn't keep them waiting,"

They walked down a short hallway to find a meeting room. It had six chairs with signs behind them, Saparata didn't know what they meant, he didn't take the time to read them. But one chair he did observe. It caught his eye, it was more of a throne certainly fancier than the others, its sign read 'The Architect' he watched as people sat in their respective chairs as only the throne was left empty.

Eyes latched onto Saparata as he nervously tried his best not to meet any of them despite recognizing all of them.

Fluixon sat down on the throne, relaxing his arms on its armrests as they all stared at him with longing anticipation in their eyes.

"I know you are wondering why he is here. I will explain that in due time," his voice was loud, but not loud enough to combat the sound of the rushing waves above them. He spoke intelligently, as if he were acting in a play. Saparata just stood awkwardly as he awaited Fluixon's next words.

"Due to some.. Mishaps our plan has been discovered, but luckily not by any of the leaders we planned to kill."

Saparata held back a giggle as he watched Fluixon dance around the true reason. Fluixon shot him a quick death stare which ceased his smile.

"Mishaps? On what ground?" Hyvrotation asked as annoyed confusion hung in his voice. Fluixon paused for a moment, unsure of whether the truth or a simple lie would be better.

"Stop beating around the bush and just tell us," Snowbird added as the others nodded agreeably at his statement. Fluixon, for the first time since the meeting, failed to meet the other members' eyes as the sudden, but faint noise of raindrops hitting the ceiling and the rustling noise of water above them could be heard.

"As you know, last night I didn't return home to Luminara," He started as that was obvious.

"I drank some wine with Saparata in celebration of his home being completed, and I may have gotten a little too drunk," he stopped. He hoped that the others would understand, that he wouldn't have to explain, hear his own mistake come out of his tongue, but they awaited his response.

"And I let our plan slip," The room was surprisingly silent. Nobody dared to utter a word. Fluixon stood up, his posture straight as he looked toward everyone in the room.

"I am deeply sorry for ruining our plan," he exclaimed his voice genuine as he spoke. The room was, again eerily silent. Some members were frustrated yet didn't want to show it, and others were just disappointed.

"And why is Saparata here?" Thomas, second in command asked sternly as he addressed the elephant in the room.

"After figuring out our plan instead of ratting us out he wanted to join us in exchange we don't go through with betraying him,"

"So what's the plan now?"

"The plan is that we need a new scapegoat,"

Notes:

FIANLLY DONE WITH THIS CHAPTER sorry I procrastinated this for 3 days. I definitely could have added more but I really just wanted to be done with this one i'll definitely edit it more later. Hope you guys enjoyed!

Chapter 4: Hiatus

Summary:

Author is exhausted and needs a break LMAO

Stupid Author Get Gooder

Chapter Text

Hello everyone. I apologize if you thought this was a chapter cause it's not…

Lately, I've been feeling really unmotivated to write, it's not that I can't, but I can't find the motivation to write currently and absolutely ruining my sleep schedule to write is NOT affecting my health well lmao. (Seriously though, I need some good concealer for my eye bags. )

I think it would be smart if I take a break now before my writing and health get any worse. I’m still going to be active on my tiktok @akkio_4 So if you want any content from me then I suggest following me there.

I may make edits to past chapters while being on break if I get random bursts of energy. I don't plan on being gone forever, and I usually can't keep my promise of being on hiatus long so don’t expect me to magically stop posting.

I hope you all can understand and be patient.

That's all for now AKKIO out!! <3!!

Notes:

YES the name is based off Partners in Crime by Set it Off

YES I was a raging gacha kid back in 2016

Hope you liked this fic! I know it probably isn’t original but I came up with the idea first I just can’t prove it…