#when i helplessly wake up at 3-4am

[averseunhinged]

the entire internet is fucking useless now. i just want to remember the name of that surly fashion stylist from the aughts who wore kaftans and had a reality show. that's fucking all!!! i have googled the shit out of it and all i've learned is 754257943 places to buy a muumuu.

[milknette]

chapter 06 - anime

水鏡照らす光跳ねて、 今が特別に感じた。

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ADRIEN makes it his mission to introduce Marinette to all the wonders of the human world.

He invites her out to try human activities, goes with her to try different human meals, encourages her to listen and watch various human media:

His most recent point-of-concern— anime.

“I just think it’s an absolute crime that you’ve never seen the in wonder and beauty that is Japanese anemonetion,” Adrien explains, putting on a dramatic face.

“... Japanese what?”

“Animation,” he amends, then noticing her judging expression, continues. “Look, I’m running out of puns! We’re hanging out way too much— I can’t catch up.”

Marinette finds herself laughing. “I mean, we could hang out less if you wanted to.”

“No!” He argues; says it a bit too loudly, really, as she evidently looks taken aback by his reaction. “I mean,” he coughs. “I just found someone to watch anime with me. You’re not getting off the hook that easily.”

(Adrien looks proud of himself. “Cool, I haven’t used that one yet!”)

She rolls her eyes, then stretches back upon the bed. Adrien casually sits on the chair, propping his head back upon the back rest. “So, what human torture show are you putting me through this time?”

“You say that like you didn’t cry over Moana.”

“If you did not cry while watching Moana finally accept herself and proclaim her love for both the sea and her people then I do not trust you—.”

He laughs, then nods in understanding. “It is a pretty good Disney movie,” Adrien points out. “A lot better than the earlier films.

“You mean, unlike the Little Mermaid?” Marinette responds dryly, visibly cringing in distaste. “The only thing that film got right about us mermaids was that we really don’t like mingling with humans. Ariel would be a one-in-a-million. And insane, probably.”

“So you’re Ariel, then?” She pointedly glares at him at even the mere suggestion of it, and he raises his arms in fake surrender. “I meant your interest in the human world! You are with us now, after all. And I like to think that you enjoy my company.”

“Eh,” Marinette only says offhandedly, lips tilting up the slightest bit at his unimpressed expression. “But I sure wouldn’t be the type to sell my soul to a— well, they don’t even exist, evil sea witch, just to flirt with someone. Especially one that’s human.”

“Yeah, you don’t need to do something as dramatic as sell your soul to get a human to fall in love with you,” Adrien says easily.

And what exactly does he mean by that?

“I— uh,” she flounders, takes a deep breath in, then shakes her head. “Anyway! What are we watching?”

(Yes, a smooth change of topic.)

“I figured that we could watch one of my personal favorites.” He grabs the remote and presses play on the stream— a pun that goes over his head and not hers, which makes Marinette truly wonder if she is spending too much time with him; if she’s already thinking of puns without even thinking about it.

Instead, the mermaid nods absentmindedly and decides to try and sit through the first episode— at the very least, to have him leave her alone. (Though the real reason may be that she just wants to spend time with him; though she’d never admit it.)

In any case, the decision doesn’t matter: because they end up binge-watching the entire series.

And Marinette cannot stop crying as the final scene cuts into view.

Adrien had somehow made his way to the bed halfway through watching, as she leans against his arm while staring helplessly at the screen.

“That’s it? It’s over?!”

He smiles in slight amusement, then nods. “Come on, it’s a sweet ending. And it ties up everything nicely.”

“No, it was perfect but I— I’m just,” she trips over her words, evidently conflicted and frustrated over the finale. “It’s done, right? There aren’t anymore new episodes or anything?”

“Nope,” he replies easily. “That’s all of it, since you inseasted on watching everything this morning.”

“What do you mean ‘this morning’, it’s only like 8PM—,” she pauses as he shows her his phone screen, the time 3:47 PM displayed front-and-center. “It’s almost 4AM?!”

She pauses, looking outside to see the moon slowly fading from view. “No but I— last time I checked it was— how did that happen?”

He’s full-on laughing now, and grins. “Power of anime; it gets you hooked, so you won’t be able to sleep until you finish all the episodes. Then you basically black out and only realize how many hours have passed when it’s already over.”

“You’ve introduced me to a cursed medium,” Marinette only mutters, running an exhausted hand down her face. “I’m supposed to be studying today.”

“Come on,” he says back, tilting her head in his direction. “I’ll help you out. This is for Mme. Mendeleiev’s class, right?”

At that point, she belatedly notices their altogether compromising position: lying together on her bed, his arm guarding her neck, and their faces only a few inches apart (she can see the green in his eyes: notice how they perfectly capture the shade of nature on land— beautiful), and almost falls over as she takes a quick step back.

The fact that she had been in such close proximity with a human, for an unknowable amount of time, makes her panic. The fact that it’s Adrien effectively makes her panic even more— though of a notably more intense variety and degree.

(She refuses to expound on the feeling.)

“Yeah!” Marinette finally manages to splutter out, before getting herself off the bed as quickly as possible and making her way to her backpack. She pats it awkwardly. “Have a lot of research to do if I want to ace that test.”

Adrien only stares at her for a moment, smiles, and she feels her mermaid-heart threaten to burst out of its chest. She doesn’t know how to explain the feeling, but Marinette finds herself thrown into overdrive when they’re together; unable to even conduct the most basic functions when he gets too close.

It’s absolutely inconvenient and irritating.

But she finds that it strangely feels good as well.

“You’re going to study now?” Adrien only asks, once again waving his phone in her direction. “It’s 4:00 AM, you can study later,” he says. “You just watched almost twelve hours of anime in the span of a day— that’s too much screen time for your brain.”

“But I’m not tired!” Marinette tries to argue, which would’ve held more basis if she hadn’t evidently swallowed down a yawn that tried to escape her throat. “As her TA, you can’t have Mme. Mendeleiev’s worst student failing her test, right?”

Adrien sighs, standing up and walking over to her. Once again, he’s at an extremely close distance, and Marinette’s almost confident that he can hear her not-heart beating.

He looks at her, and they hold eye contact. “I may be her TA, but I’m your friend first. So go and rest, Marinette. I’ll help you as soon as you wake up.”

“Fine,” she says resignedly, before walking over the bed. “What about you?”

“Well, I was just planning to hop over with you on your bed and—,” noticing the panicked expression on her face, Adrien laughs. “Kidding. Nino lives nearby, so I’ll probably crash at his to make it easier on both of us when I come back.”

“You don’t have to come back, you know,” Marinette responds, suddenly feeling the slightest bit guilty about keeping him in the area. “I mean it— I can do it myself.”

“But it’d be easier if we did it together, ” Adrien only points out. “Besides, you’d be getting help from her star student. I don't think that's something you can pass up on.”

“Ah right, the star who caused an accident to some poor faculty member for leaving water trails all over the outside of her classroom.”

He grins. “I seem to recall that being someone else’s fault,” Adrien hums back. “I was just trying to help out a friend.”

“Oh, so we’re friends now?”

“I’d be open to taking it to the next level,” He responds just as easily, echoing Alya’s statement from weeks ago.

The weight of her words don’t even dawn on her after a minute— with the panic consequently weighing in.

“Anyway,” Adrien continues, “I’ll be going ahead, so you have no excuse but to rest.” He slings his backpack over his shoulder, then nods to her lightly. Sea you later, Marinette.”

“You’ve used that already you know that right?”

“I think it’s a classeac,” he says easily, then opens the door. “I’ll come back in a few hours, okay?”

“... okay.”

He smiles, one last time, before the door effectively shuts, and she’s left to her own devices.

Marinette calmly walks over to her bed, then flips over to lie down on it.

She remembers basically cuddling with him over these sheets.

And then she screams into a pillow.

[bbhyeoliskooks]

... 𝑰𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝑨𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓...

➶ TXT’s Reaction to you Having a Nightmare

꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱

Genre: Mostly 10 lbs. of fluff and 3 tablespoons of angst ~~

Warnings: A tiny tiny tiny mention about past harrassment + yeonbin drowning in a dream!

Song: Nap of a Star

(This is a whole scenario in itself damn. I mayhaps got carried away while writing this!! Why isn’t yeonjun’s gif working istg 🗿🗿)

꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱

꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱

*;ﾟYeonjun *;ﾟ

You arose that night with a start. The thunderstorm clapped violently outside your house, and it thankfully woke you up from the nightmare you were having. When you tried to take a breath of air, but it was even hard to exhale. You were having a sleepover with the boys, so that made it even worse. 

There was a bead of sweat trickling down your forehead as you recalled the events in that terrifying place. You tried to talk Yeonjun in that dream, but he eventually left you alone in that dark room. You wanted to get out of that room that was suffocating you, but no matter how many times you screamed and shouted, nothing or no one would help you.

It corresponded with one of your insecurities. What if everyone left you once they saw the real you? What if they would all leave you because you weren’t useful to them anymore? Were you ever good enough to attract anybody else once they left you? You could feel prickles on your back as tears welled up in your eyes. 

Yeonjun was still awake at this time, almost 4am. He sent Hyuka off to sleep once 3 passed. He was scared that the boy’s sleep schedule would be wrecked because of him, so he sent him off before they got carried away.

He heard someone taking copious amounts of breath in. He raised an eyebrow at this and looked over at the sleeping bags. Who else would be awake at this hour? None of the boys were awake, so he just shrugged. 

Then he looked at your bed, and almost dropped the remote control in shock. Why were you awake so early? He took notice of you ragged breaths and the sweat dripping off your forehead. He cleared his throat and took a few cautious steps toward you. “Y/N? Are you okay?”

“J-junie... I’m scared..” The way you said his name was enough to make him sit on the edge of your bed. “Did you have a nightmare? We can talk about it, if you need to.” 

You nodded slowly, and looked down at your scrunched up feet. “What if everybody left me, Yeonjun? I know I’m not good enough, but I’m afraid.” Your cries eventually got louder, but not enough to wake anyone up.

He shuffled towards you with a pout on his face. He knew you never called him by his actual name unless it was important. “Hey love, it’s okay! You are more than good enough. If everyone leaves you, then I will still be here to hold you. I’m your best friend, right?” He stretched his loving arms out for you.

You fell into his embrace, leaning against his chest. It was your safe place, one where you always went something was troubling you. “Thank you, Jjunie. I’m so grateful that you’re always here for me.”

He smiled and sang softly into your ear so you would have sweet dreams. You soon fell asleep despite your protests to hear his wonderful voice. He looked down, seeing your eyes finally close. You were snoring against his body while he laid down next to you.

He felt something flutter inside of him when he saw your hair fan across your face. He chuckled quietly before tucking it under your ear. You were so cute up close! He couldn’t help but gently stroke your cheek with love and care.

A feeling grew stronger in his chest. A best friend, huh? That’s what he said, but why does he feel something special? Why is a growing desire to be with you resonate in his mind whenever he sees you? He realized as the feeling of sleepiness washed over him that he was inevitably falling in love with you. 

꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱

*;ﾟSoobin *;ﾟ

You kept running as hard as your legs could carry you, but why weren’t you gaining speed? You wanted to ran as fast as you could in that devilish place, away from the blob of temptation. If it touched any part of you, it would harm your soul. If it caught you, then you wouldn’t be able to get out of that misery. If it devoured you, then there was no going back.

You looked behind you as there were no sounds. Letting out a sigh of relief, you let your guard down and stopped running. You were safe now! That’s what you believed.

Then you whipped your head forward. What you didn’t know was that, that same blob of temptation was in front of you. It consumed you as you let out screams and shouts of pain, holding you in its canine-like teeth. You couldn’t do anything but feel the pain over and over again.

“Y/N? Wake up, please!” 3 minutes ago, Soobin noticed that you were twisting and turning violently in your sleep while muttering a string of no’s. You were in his bed sleeping while he was playing mobile games. He was confused by your mutters and peered into your face. It was scrunched up in torment. He got worried real quickly since you were his best friend, and woke you up without any hesitation.

You got up with a scream, trying to cover yourself in a swarm of blankets. Once you realized that you were in the real world, you clung to your knees and sobbed like there was no tomorrow. What if you dreamed that again? You were afraid that you would experience more horror in this reoccuring nightmare.

“Y/N...” you didn’t hear Soobin’s whispers of attempts to calm you down while you cried in his bed. He never saw you this way unless you two were watching a sad love story. Then it popped into his head.

He recognized the signs that you had a nightmare of something chasing you. He had been through it with you before only to let you cry against his shoulder. He too, was paralyzed when he heard your cries about the dreams.

Soobin leaned towards you with distress etched in his features. He desperately wanted to help you, to at least be in your dreams so you could fight it together. He threw his arms around you with a frown on his face.

“I’m here, love. I’m here. You can cry it all out.” The one thing he hated the most was when you were crying. He wanted you to be happy, so no slice of sadness would mess with you.

Being in his arms was the warmest feeling in your world. You loved to be near his saccharine colonge that he applied just because he knew you like it. You wanted to just cuddle him for a day without any worries of being his best friend. You wanted something more.

Soobim realized that you were no longer crying once you got into his arms. He chuckled at this cute fact and played with the strands of your hair. “Feeling better?” You nodded, not saying anything while he dried the tears on your cheeks.

You looked up at him with a small grin. He returned the gesture as his adorable dimple peeked out. “You need anything?” You shook your head, and clung tighter to his arm. “No. Just- thank you, Soobin. For everything.”

His eyes scrunched up and he booped the end of your nose with his french fry finger. “I should be thanking you, love. You’ve given me everything I’ve wanted.” He leaned towards your forehead to give you a kiss there, but you covered his lips with your hand.

He pouted and looked down at your rejection as you snickered. “Let me do it this time. You’ve done it so many times already.”

Before he could protest, he felt something soft on his forehead. He relished in the tenderness of it, closing his eyes in awe. It was like an angel had pressed their wings against his head. He suppressed the urge to groan when you pulled away.

You giggled at his reaction and teased him. “Why? You want more?” He glared at you, “no.” Your face fell and you did your best to smile back at him. “Ok-“ “are you kidding me? Of course I want more of you!” He boldly grabbed you by the waist, and this time placed a passionate kiss on your lips.

Let’s just say that you were more than friends after that night.

꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱

*;ﾟBeomgyu *;ﾟ

Quickly dialing Beomgyu, you held your tears in so the painful lump in your throat wouldn’t appear again. You tried your best not to call him as he was at your house yesterday. You knew he was still awake, but you didn’t want to bother him again. He texted you 18 minutes ago that he was still awake and would be active for quite a while if you wanted to contact him.

You had yet another nightmare for the 4th time that week. It was one where you revisited your past over and over again. Your childhood was anything but easy, and hell you didn’t want to go through it again. But why did it keep occuring after all this time? Why didn’t it just go away for once and for all?

Your heart stung as you recalled the events from that dream. You couldn’t do anything but fight helplessly and watch as the person touched you in places that were private and too personal. It was more than 10 years ago, but you couldn’t get rid of it! It was just a thought pushed way back into your head until you somehow brought it up again.

You felt foolish as you cried into the palms of your hands. You were calling the only person who would help you, but what if was annoyed? What if didn’t want to be your best friend anymore because you were so annoying? Why weren’t you ever good enough?

Beomgyu entered the house upon hearing your cries. He used the emergency key you gave him just in case to go into your locked room. He was disheartened when he saw you hiding and sobbing in the covers as if someone would hurt you.

“My princess/prince... I’m here- I got here as fast as I could.” He dashed to the bed to embrace you, but you looked down instead. He was confused by the dismissal, and muttered a muffled what.

You just stared at your hands, and sniffled. You were too embarrassed to look at him in the eye. “I’m sorry for being annoying, Gyu. You can leave if you want to. I don’t understand how you even like me like this.”

He was baffled. Why would you ever think of yourself like that? You weren’t annoying, you never were! Usually, he was the clingy, troublesome one.

He kneeled behind you and hugged you willingly while pressing soft butterfly kisses on your cheek. He examined your innocent eyes. When he saw pain in them, he pouted his lips and layed his head on your shoulder without letting go.

“I know I’m not usually like this, but sweetpea! You’re very precious to me. I love seeing your smiles, frowns, and even your adorable nose that you don’t like. I love holding you in these arms because I know I can protect you like this. I want to be lay to you at night so I can be in your dreams.” The boy turned you around slowly so he could face your eyes while confessing what he thought of you.

He made you look at him with a grasp of your chin. You gasped and guiltily looked at his lips before looking at his caramel eyes. “Did you know that? I love you so much-morethanafriend. So, please don’t assume that you-“ he stopped talking and caught his breath. “Did I just confess?!”

You chuckled and Beomgyu beamed. He made you smile again! He was mesmerized by your watering eyes while smiling happily. They said that making a person laugh after crying was one of the most beautiful things in the world, but he had to disagree. He knew that you were the only pretty one that could make his heart pound.

“Y/N... you’re smiling again!” He was taken aback when you enthusiastically wrapped your arms around him. You took in the scent of his cologne and grinned. “Yes, I am, you big dummy!! Thank you for making me smile despite how scared I was earlier. And... you know what?”

You pulled away and cupped his blushing cheek. He smirked at you, getting rid of the flustered expression, “what is it, sweetpea?” “I can proudly say that I love you too.” You connected the gap between you and Beomgyu.

At that point, you realized that you would be able to spend the rest of your lonely nights with him.

꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱

*;ﾟTaehyun *;ﾟ

"Y/N? Where are you?” Taehyun pursed his lips as he searched around your house for any signs of you. Where could you possibly be? He rung the doorbell earlier, but nobody answered. Normally you would be hanging out with him every week and watch movies together.

He was appalled when he found out that the front door was unlocked. He knew that you valued safety before anything else, so he worried that something dangerous may have happened to you. Were you kidnapped? He could feel his heart heavily drop into his stomach. He wouldn’t be able to forgive himself if you got hurt.

Lastly, he rounded to the bathroom with a grain of hope. He tired to be as optimistic as always, but with the house being dead silent, he couldn’t bring himself to think a positive outcome. He looked down at the tiles and almost screamed. “Y/N...?”

He realized that the slump of a body on the floor was you. You let out hushed whimpers so- as he assumed, that you didn’t want anyone to hear you crying. Your hair was covering your face in a way that made Taehyun shudder, but he paid no mind to it and kneeled down beside you.

“What’s wrong? Why wasn’t the door locked?” He stood on one knee while you hastily tried to hide your tears. “Oh, Taehyun? You’re here? I’m sorry, I didn’t realize the time.” He noticed that your eyes were red and puffy, making him believe that you had been letting out tears for a long time.

He looked down into your ashamed eyes, and laced his hand with yours. “Please, tell me what’s wrong. i’ve never seen you like this, and I’m worried. Didn’t you remind me to never hide my feelings?” His voice was soft and gentle as he was nervous that you would inch away from him.

You couldn’t look at him in the eye. You were afraid he was going to judge you if you told him the reason why. He would laugh at you once you revealed your tiny secret.

Taehyun blew your hair away and tightened his grip on your hand. “You don’t have to tell, I know. But I want to help you. I want to see you smile again.” He cringed, thinking of his words. He wasn’t the type to be affectionate, but he wouldn’t hesitate to do again just because it was you.

You sniffled, feeling rain gather in your eyes. “Promise you won’t laugh at me?” He nodded silently, showing his pinky finger with the other hand. You looked down at your fingers that were intertwined and sighed. “I had a nightmare.”

He tenderly smiled at you, slowly encouraging you to keep going. “The nightmare was that you- you...” He was amused now, bending down to hear you whisper. “I, what?”

You stood up after a couple of minutes, dismissing the idea. “It was nothing, Hyun. How about we go to the couch now? I’m bored.” He let out a small groan and went to hug you from the back. Maybe this was the only time he would be clingy like this.

“Y/N, pretty please?” He hated doing it, but he gave you the puppy dog eyes. Being cute was not his style. 

You furrowed your eyebrows at his attempt at being cute, but it was still adorable anyway. You wrapped your arms around his, and snarled. If you told him what bothered you, then you would destroy your friendship! You had no choice but to tell the truth. If you lied, he would see through you without a doubt.

“Fine, Kang Taehyun. You’re really asking for it, aren’t you?” He laughed at the tone of your words while your heart sped up every second. “Taehyun... my dream was about another girl that confessed to you. You liked her too, but you never paid any attention to me anymore. I felt abandoned, and I never want that to happen. I can’t help but fall in love with you even harder than the day before.”

꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱

*;ﾟKai *;ﾟ

Hyuka was still awake when he noticed that you were tossing and turning in your sleep. It was almost 4 in the morning, but he couldn’t fall asleep. So, he decided to just scroll mindlessly on his phone and look at the fan’s posts. He didn’t think anything of it for a while until you clung into his arm while letting tears drip from your eye.

It was a normal routine for you two to share the same bed. He liked to give you belly rubs before you drifted off to sleep. He loved that he could cuddle you whenever he had a hard time falling asleep himself. 

He almost screamed as he was checking your face. You opened your eyes when he caressed your cheek. Was he the reason you woke up, or something else?

“Hyuka? W-what time is it?” He could see that your lips were trembling and that you were shaking like a leaf. He grew concerned because you didn’t do that unless you were scared. 

He scooted towards you and looked at his phone. “It’s 3:48am. Why did you wake up so early?” You avidly shook your head and reached to grab the pillow beside you. “Nothing. Why are you still up this late?”

The boy pouted and threw the pillow you were holding onto the floor. He took its place and you jokingly tugged on his hair. “Y/n~ Why did you wake up? I know it isn’t because of me since you’re shaking and holding your breath.”

He was right. You let go of the breath you were holding and laid down beside him. “I had a nightmare. I wasn’t able to save anyone.” You hoped that he wouldn’t say anything about it. There was no chance that he wouldn’t, being the stubborn person he is.

He glanced into your direction, able to see the subtle fear in your eyes. “What do you mean?” You knew deep down that he would push the subject. “We were at a beach, and there was a storm coming along. The boys including you, went to swim in the ocean despite the warnings. I was so scared for all of you when you didn’t come out.”

You knew he was still listening as he remained silent. “I went inside. I saw Yeonjun and Soobin who were no longer able to swim out of the water. I almost inhaled a ton of water too until I saw you. Your honeyed eyes were gray, but you had a speck of life in them.”

You turned away from him and gazed at the nightlight next to the bathroom door. “You were saving your last breaths but when you saw me, you told me you loved me more than anything. I couldn’t even tell you I felt the same way because the waves carried you away from me. Then you were gone, and I woke up.”

It was strange. You wanted to jump out of the window right then and there, but you wanted to hear him say something. Even if it was a rejection. All you needed was an answer.

“Kai..? Are you going to say something?” He was blankly staring into the darkness before he grinned from ear to ear. “Y/N. You don’t know how long I wanted you to say something like that.”

You faced him, perplexed at his words. “What do you mean? Are you saying that, you like me too?” He took one of the pillows beside you before hitting you with it jokingly. “Yes, silly! I have had a crush on you for the longest time.”

His cheeks were dusted red and his ears were colored like a cherry. “Please, be mine?” Your heart was going to explode at this rate if you didn’t accept the fact that he liked you the same way. You were sure that you looked like a tomato even if you couldn’t see yourself.

You hugged him as an answer. It took more than words to say that you loved him too.

꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱꒰·͡ुˑ·ཻू꒱*̫ෆ๋*̫꒰•ི̫͡ુ•ྀૂ꒱

Posted: 6/25/20- Added to Queue

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