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[therealwriter17]

Forever in awe

Pairing : Austin!Elvis x she/her Reader

Warnings : None

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There were many things Elvis excelled at, but expressing his feelings? Not his forte. When it came to you he always struggled to find the true words to fully express his love. He was told “if you can’t say it, sing it” but even that wasn’t helpful in this moment. Nothing could show just how in awe he was of you. Your beauty, your personality, your talents, your faults, everything. He was forever in awe of you. Ever since he met you, you had been his world, his universe. Running barefoot together, reading about the rock of eternity together and now travelling together. You were his best friend and although Elvis knew that you’d both follow the other to the ends of the earth he was afraid that if he told you how he felt and you didn’t feel the same everything would change.

Elvis let put a shout of laughter as he jumps over the fence a ball tucked under his arm, his friends chasing him. He only gets so far before he gets tackled on to the grass, the ball stolen from him and the people who were chasing him switched their focus onto their new target. The dark haired boy is about to rise back to his feet when he hears a distinct laugh. That delicate noise, he couldn’t forget it even if he wanted to which, rest assured he never does. His bright eyes search the front of his house, looking for the person responsible for the fluttering, warm feeling that appeared any time he heard that musical sound.

“Oh dear, we have a Presley down! A Presley down!” His eyes finally found her and his breath was taken away.

There she stood, oblivious of the golden feeling that currently resided in her best friends heart.

“As if you could do so much better.” He called back to her, eyes sparkling, lips upturned.

“Challenge accepted, Mr Presley!” Without further ado off she went, kicking her heels off as she ran. “Steve throw me the ball!”

Said boy did as he was asked and the whole groups attention turned on her as she sprinted across the grass, trying to make it to the pathetically small stick they had found to mark as a goalpost before the group of boys managed to catch up and steal the ball from her. The magical sound of her laughs rang out and she ran, barefoot, her skirts whipping around her knees.

In that moment Elvis was thrown back in time as if watching the young girl who he started to fall in love with. He snapped out of it, picking himself up to chase after you himself. You made it past the “goalpost” just in time as two seconds later Elvis’ body collided with yours. You let out a shriek as he wraps his arms around your waist, spinning you round and round in circles. You dropped the ball, instead wrapping your arms around the back of his neck to feel more secure and like you weren’t about to be dropped.

Unnoticed by either of you one of Elvis’ friends snatched the ball and they ran off once again.

“Elvis put me down! Put me down you’re makin’ me dizzy!” You gasped, closing your eyes against the wind that whipped against your eyes, making them need to water. Elvis let out a laugh, his heart jumping as you hid your face in the crook of his neck. He lowered your bare feet back down to touch the grass, missing the feel of your arms embracing him. Instead one dropped down to rest on his arm, that was stretched out as his hands stayed resting against her waist.

The blue eyed boy couldn’t seem to tear his gaze away from the girl who stood in front of his, her necked craned a little more than usual without her heels adding to her height. Her face had a look of concentration on it as she reached up to brush a few stray strands off his forehead, trying her hardest to not mess up the rest of his gelled back style. She seemed to realise just what she was doing as she became aware of his fond gaze, looking down she blushed.

“You’re lookin’ very pretty today darlin.” He became aware of what he said a few seconds later as her blush grew. “I mean, not not that you’re not- I didn’t mean- you always look pretty.” Elvis cursed himself for having apparently lost control of what he was saying.

“Well…I didn’t do nothing special, so I’m not sure what you’re seeing.” You let out a small chuckle at your friends sudden loss for words.

Elvis’ eyes swept over your face taking in every inch, noticing the cluster of freckles that stretched across the curve of your nose and onto your rosy cheeks. “You ain’t wearin’ makeup” You frowned, tilting your head slightly as if to ask how he knew. “You got freckles, they don’t show if you got makeup on.” And that was when his brain seemingly unlinked from his muscles, his hand came up to stroke her cheek and he lent down hesitantly, almost as if his subconscious was telling him that he shouldn’t. He pressed a soft kiss against the small marks that lay on your cheeks, both yours and his eyes fluttering to a close at the contact.

“Hey EP!” One of his friends interrupted the sweet moment, Elvis pulled away and turned to look at the group. One of his hands remain intact with your waist, sliding to rest on your lower back, while the other fell limply to his side. “Three against three.” Elvis glanced at you uncertainly, his bright blue eyes raking over your blushing face. “C’mon man, it’s uneven if you don’t join! You can spend time with your doll later.” The dark haired boy blushed, glancing down at his shoes.

He quickly pressed his lips against your cheek, letting them linger there for just a second longer than usual before running after his friends leaving you standing there your lips apart in confusion. What the hell was that?!

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Happy Birthday to Austin and we miss you Elvis for yesterday x