Also, I have updated "Shut Up And Lie" and when looking over "The Drama Club" I relized I left out a chapter that is of very importantce. I will put that in as soon as I can.
SUMMARY- I have never stolen a thing in my life. I am not a thief. If that is true why did he call me thief? N&T Oneshot
Rating- K+
Enjoy!
Thief
I have never stolen a thing in my life.
Even when I was 6,
Spotting a lonely teddy bear sitting on the curb.
I didn't take it.
When I was 8,
I didn't take the apples.
Even though Mama could hardly make enough money.
I didn't take it.
When I was 10,
I spotted a $20 bill.
It was lying there,
Unwanted but I didn't take it.
I have never stolen a thing.
Yet how did he convince me I was thief?
Naveen glared at me.
"What?"
We were sitting in the middle of my, our, restaurant.
"You are a thief,"
I just looked at him confused.
"Pardon me but I have never stolen a thing in my life,"
He frowned, but there was a glimmer in his eyes.
"Yes you have,"
"Name one time,"
"You stole my heart,"
I smiled and looked at him straight in the eye.
"Then we're both thieves,"
He smiled, and nodded.
He started to lean in but I pushed him back.
"We have work to do, Froggy prince." I stood up and picked up a broom.
"I should be getting paid for doing all this work," he fake grumbled.
I smirked. I walked over to him, handed him the broom, and kissed him. Like always it felt amazing.
"How about that? Will that cover the check?"
He smiled and swiftly handed the broom back to me and spoke with that heart-melting voice.
"For now, thief"