Hello everyone, megan-peabody here. I've recently fallen into the long dead Detentionaire fandom and I can't get out. Over the past few weeks, I've thought to myself: there's not enough BiffyLee content out there, so why not contribute?

I originally posted this at Archive of Our Own which, again, is my main fanfiction account nowadays.

The following ones hits will range from 500 to 1000 words. Please be aware that I am writing these on a tight schedule, so please bear with me if the content is lacking or bland.

Thank you :)

"I hate this,"

Lee hummed nonchalantly as he turned a page in his textbook.

"I freaking hate this!" Biffy slammed his fist onto the table.

Lee flinched at the sudden sound, and watched as the indention formed on the wood. He looked around for any librarian to come over and yell at them, but no one came. He sighed and closed his book, using his other hand to rub calming circles on Biffy's hand. "I hear you, man."

"How do teachers expect us to remember all of this for one day?" Biffy continued. "If it takes a whole semester to learn all this, how do they expect us to cram all this in one day?"

"I don't know,"

"And don't get me started on exemptions," Biffy shoved his fingers through his hair. "They give us all these passes but we can't use them cause of the freaking classes we're taking." He groaned and laid his head on the table.

"I know that feeling," Lee glanced at his chemistry and geometry book. "My mom is on my back about math, and she doesn't have time to help me cause she's got her teaching thing to do." He moved his hand up to Biffy's elbow.

Biffy lifted his head and sighed. "Thanks for coming here with me," He grasped Lee's hand.

"No problem," Lee squeezed Biffy's hand. "Not like I had anything better to do- couldn't exactly go to the dance tonight, not that I wanted to."

"Me neither," Biffy said. "Once you've been to one, you've been to them all."

"Hmm, yeah," Lee muttered as he opened his textbook again. "Brandy was pretty mad about me not going though. Something about not being able to dance with her boyfriend or something."

"Hah!" Biffy chortled. "Jokes on her, cause her boyfriend is gay for the school bully."

"Hey," Lee smacked Biffy's arm as he laughed. "... I'm bi for the school bully."

"Same thing, Lee,"

"Whatever," Lee replied. "Come on, back to studying."

"Fine."

As Lee focused on the next math problem, he felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket. He fished it out and saw a text from Cam reading, "Dude, check it out!" Following the text was a blurry image of what appeared to be Holger kissing Greta under the mistletoe. Lee grinned at the picture and quickly texted back a congratulations for Holger.

"What's up?" Biffy asked, glancing up from his work.

"Nothing," Lee replied. "Cam just told me that Holger got a kiss under the mistletoe."

Biffy raised an eyebrow. "That European dude?" He groaned. "Man, that dude got his mistletoe kiss before we did."

"Hey, come on, Holger isn't that-" Lee froze, and turned to Biffy. "What did you say?"

Realizing what he had just said, Biffy quickly flipped to a random page in his history book and glued his eyes to the page. Lee could barely see a drop of sweat forming on his face. "Biffy," Lee said. "Do... you wanna have a mistletoe kiss?"

The bigger teen kept his eyes on the book. Lee noticed that his mouth was clenched, as well as his fists. "Biffy," He reached over to touch his hand, but he quickly pulled it back when Biffy swiped it away.

"I'm fine," He murmured. "Just... I'm trying to study, okay?" His voice rose in pitch with every word.

Lee pulled his hand away and settled it in his lap. He looked at the floor, and then at his textbook.

Of course he's embarrassed, Lee realized. Since when is Biffy good at expressing his feelings? He toyed with the corner of the book. Come on, say something, you doofus.

"I don't think a mistletoe kiss is all that bad," Lee blurted out. "I think at least everyone wants to have a kiss under it." Lee found himself saying. He chuckled. "And here we were, talking about Holger getting a mistletoe kiss and now you wanna kiss me under it." He laughed, but he stopped when he saw that Biffy wasn't paying attention. "Hehe... yeah, sorry." He leaned back into his chair with his head over the top of the chair and his eyes closed.

Man, I'm an idiot. Now he really hates me. Why is this so weird? I know we're both bad at this, but come on. If he wants a mistletoe kiss, that's cool, but why does it have to be so complicated? Why is my life so complicated?!

Lee heaved a sigh and opened his eyes. In his upside down view, he caught a glimpse of the library printer. Lee sat back up and looked at it, then at a computer, and finally at Biffy.

It's stupid- not to mention cheesy- but...

Lee moved to sit up, being careful to not let Biffy take too much notice. "Just, uh, gotta print something," He muttered and dashed to the computer.

Biffy glanced up at his boyfriend as he left, releasing a heavy breath through his nose. Idiot, he thought. Now he thinks you hate him. You just had to blurt it out, didn't you? He closed his textbook and rubbed his eyes. What am I doing here? Studying with Lee, yeah, sure, but what's the point? Even with his help, there's no way I'm gonna pass. And now Lee thinks you hate him. All cause you want a mistletoe kiss. Just admit it- is it really that hard to-

"Ahem," A voice coughed beside him. Biffy moved his hands from his eyes and saw Lee hovering over him. He had an anxious smile on his face, and he held something that Biffy couldn't see.

"What?" Biffy asked.

Lee's eyeballs looked towards the ceiling, and Biffy followed them. He caught a sight of something white and red, and then his train of thought hit the brakes. Above his head was a crudely cut out paper mistletoe- not even a real one. Just a cartoon drawing.

"Heh," Lee rubbed his neck with his free hand, antsy for a response. When Biffy didn't say a word, he began to rock back and forth on the balls of his feet. Finally, his arms dropped to his side. "Look, it's stupid I know," Lee admitted. "We haven't been dating long and no one knows about us, but... a mistletoe kiss isn't that bad-mmph!" His words turned into a muffle when Biffy pressed his lips against his. He immediately stiffened from the surprise, but Lee gradually fell into the familiar kiss. A content hum was released from his lips, just as Biffy suddenly pulled away.

"Wha-?"

Feeling dizzy from the adrenaline burst, Lee forced himself to blink back into reality- in time for Biffy to burst into laughter.

"Y-you," He managed to say. "You should've seen the look on your face!"

Lee felt the warm blood rush to his cheeks as he stuttered, "Hey, c-cut me some slack. I just-"

"Shh," Biffy pressed his finger to Lee's lips. They stared at each other for what seemed like hours with Lee glaring at him, but slowly reducing to his normal stare. Biffy shook his head and chuckled. "You talk way too much, Lee." He swiftly pulled Lee into his lap. "I love you so much." He kissed the top of Lee's head, inhaling the sweet smell of his hair.

Lee looked up at his boyfriend, a grin growing on his features. God, I love him.

"Love you too, Biffy."

With the mistletoe and the studying long forgotten, Lee craned his neck back to share another kiss with his boyfriend.