Imagine the boy you've been close to for years, to you, obliviously best friends, while to him, something more. And one day, he tells you. He tells you that he loves you, and you just look up at him incredulously, thoughts racing through your mind at a speed so fast that it hurts. You step back, unsure and afraid of breaking the bond with him. And as he looks down at you, your eyes refuse to tear themselves away from the warm onyx orbs that seem of be memorizing every inch of your face as though afraid of never seeing it again. And you think of how he'd held you and supported you for years and your eyes soften as you retrace your steps back to him, a grin spread wide across your face. He stares at you dubiously, a small lopsided smile playing at his lips pushing all doubt out of your mind. You know that smile was yours; you were the only one who would get to see that smile. "I love you" you whisper into his ear as you lace your arms around his soft, pale neck. You hear a sigh of relief escape his beautifully shaped lips and tickle your ear, sending shivers down your spine and suddenly his arms are around you, too. His soft, pale yet muscular arms twine around your torso as he pulls you in close, and chuckles. "You got me worried there for a sec, dobe." You jump back, immediately missing the warmth of his arms, as you retort, "Don't call me that, teme!" But it's okay because all the while, he's looking at you with a soft smile, warm eyes and a rosy hue dusting his cheeks ever so lightly. Yep, you're the only one who gets to see that smile.
I know, I'm bad for not updating my other story, but I wanted to write something softer and thus, this was born! my awwwww... moment! haha!