I've been having a bit of writers block lately and I though some surf like this would help sort it out, it kinda did.
As he looked forwards, over the houses and buildings, he could see the colourful sunset. Blue had turned to a golden yellow, burning orange and a majestic pink. Could his day get any better? Despite the beautiful evening he missed someone dear to him. Every time he would see the other, or even hear him, he would get butterflies in his stomach and became very nervous, but never showed it. Finally, someday, he would muster up the courage to tell him how he felt but not anytime soon by the sounds of it. 'Grow up!' he thought to himself, he was acting like a love sick school girl who has a crush on the hottest, most popular boy in school. How did he get to this point? It's idiotic when he thinks about it, he's in love with his best friend. Just now he realised how serious the situation was, he pulled away from his open window, realising someone will get hurt whether he decided to tell him or not. Knots formed and twisted in his stomach, making him feel extremely sick. Love, that's what it was. Maybe he was over reacting and maybe, just maybe, he will return the feelings. No! Of course not! Pathetic, that's what he thought of himself right now, getting so worked up of this; he was his best friend so he should be able to tell him everything. Question was, will he return his feelings or not? Reaching his answer, he got off the sofa, grabbed his keys and headed out of the door. Stars began to twinkle in the sky as night defended upon the town. Timidly knocking on his friend's apartment door, he squeezed his eyes shut and opened them slowly as if he was afraid something would hit him, he waited for a response. Unexpectedly, the door swung frantically open showing his friend standing there and simply smiled towards him; the other walked away, motioning for him to follow. Venturing after his friend, further into his apartment; he inhaled sharply, taking in the scent of the other that swarmed the room. What he didn't expect was for the other to stop short, spin around to face him and grab his arms. Xanthic colours poured from a singular lamp in the corner of the room, creating a comfortable atmosphere; as if they were in a movie they silently confessed their love and kissed quickly but romantically. Yawning silently the taller slurred a quick 'I love you' which was repeated by the smaller. Zephyr crept through the open window as the two tangled together on top of the bed, kissing each other softly and whispering to one another until they fell asleep together.
End?
Xanthic = yellow or yellowish
Zepther = a slight wind
Hi, I'll make this a quick and as brief as possible but if you want me to continue this story or add to it just ask like suggest a pairing and/or prompt on top of this and I will create something marvellous. Obviously, stick with the pairings I usually do (so Holage, Flevanz, Flage, uh possibly switch them about HollowXEvanz? OT3 yeah I can do that! Whatever) I can also do multiple endings too so you don't have to choose between pairings.