One-Shot #1 His Breathing
It was just an other boring day of school, just an other simple art class. I was done my work so long ago, but we had been given four classes to do it. Since I had no work to do, I decided to draw my own things. It started off as a few random lines, now I had a weeping willow. Soon, hills joined the scenery. A few flowers blossomed here and there. I added some animals around. Maybe a squirrel, a few birds, a small goat, a bunny...Suddently, I felt a presence behind me.
An hand, tan skinned, set it's self on the table, at my right. I couldn't see through my veil of hair at my left, but I could hear gentle breathing, in a unique rythm. I felt encased in warmth, safe from the world. This is one of the things I loved the most. One of the reasons I actually wanted to go to school. It was just this massive serene feeling. He placed no judgement on my work, just stood in silence. Occasionally though, some other guy would pass by, then I'd hear him mumble out, nearly a whisper. "Hey, come check this out. She's amazing!" Those simple words made me blush, made my heart flutter. I never wanted these moments to end.
When nobody looked, he'd sometimes extend a single one of those shadowy tendrills his kind was so famous for. He'd coil it around my waist and I'd hear the gentle hum of his static against my mind. Those were the sounds I liked to hear the most right now. His breathing and his static. I did love his laughter a lot too, but it just turned my mind to jelly. That wasn't very good for drawing. I pulled out a few coloring crayons, sticking a few in my mouth as I dug in my pencil case for more. That was when I noticed that the pencils I was holding in my left hand, which was under the table, slowly slipped from my grasp, never to fall on the floor. I looked through my hair to see an other one of his tendrills, holding on to the crayons. I dared look up to see him giving me a sly smile. His face was only inches from mine.
Taking the pencils in his free hand, he retracted his tendrills quickly. Everyone would surely be staring at us for what he'd do next. He pulled back the strands of my long brown hair and gently pressed his lips to mine. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling. As suspected, all eyes were on us when we broke the kiss. I looked back down to my drawing, starting to color it. Yellow for these flowers, green for the grass, adding a few hints of blue in the willow's leaves... All the while, I listened to his breathing.
He eventually got up and left, back to his side of the table to work on his own project. Even if he was still sitting at the same table as I was, I already missed that sound. The sound of his breathing. My smile fadded but my eyes still held that dreamy gaze, I was sure of it. I jolted a bit, nearly messing up my drawing, when I felt that both warm and cool sensation of his tendrill to my skin again. I looked down to my left wrist, staring in facination at the shadowy appendage. Calming static rushed up my spine, as if to appologise for the jumpscare he had just given me. He was already charming as is, his dark powers only added to it.
The bell rang, snapping me out of my transe. I looked down at my drawing, blinking a few times. Had I really colored all of this by myself? Where did the time go? We both stood up in silence, his tendrill quickly fadding from sight. As we parted ways to head to our own classes, I felt a slight rush of static. We didn't really need to say goodbye. We had our mental link, and within the building, we were always in range of each other's mind, always capable of speaking. But, the only issue was, when we spoke telepathically, I couldn't hear the peaceful sound of his breathing. The feeling of his laughter resonated in the back of my mind as I thought this. Damn him. He wasn't supposed to read my mind like that. But I knew, and I think he knew it too, I actually liked it when he did that.
AN: Heeeeeeey! Yep. This is my oneshot series beggining. These aren't going to be in any particular chronological order. If you're some kind of orderly freak like those Zelda Timeline Theorists, then have fun trying to fit everything together! But this little one is clearly from the time they went to school together, so in that huge ten year time lapse between the true final chapter of Nature's Spirit and the same story's epilogue. Those first two paragraphs are somewhat personal to me, because they exactly word for word convey events that actually happened. You, who read my Author's Notes, know I had a crush on a guy. I think one of the reasons why I grew so attached to him was because he made me feel like he liked me back. I MEAN SERIOUSLY! WHY THE HECK WOULD ANYONE DO THAT IF THEY DIDN'T LIKE THE GIRL? Well, anyway... Idk when I'll be posting more one shots. I'll just add them along. Stick around for more! Thank you :3