Hello again! So, I'm doing a Lunar Chronicles prompt story. I've done two stories already, but now this will be a bunch of one-shots all compiled together! Woo! If you have a prompt you would like to send me, leave it in the reviews or PM me!

So, I got this request from ChocolateAddict96! Here is your AU fic, enjoy!

Cress sat inside her house one night, all alone. Her father was at work at the hospital, so the house was left all to her. She spent lots of nights alone, but wasn't usually bothered by it. She could handle it. She usually just typed away on her laptop, playing an online game or creating cheat codes or theme HTML codes on tumblr; all harmless internet stuff.

But on this night, she was not happy to be alone.

Cress had discovered that her good friend Thorne would be leaving to join the army in a day. Over the course of the last two years they had become very good friends. They spent hours upon hours talking on the phone at night, and they went to the movies religiously. He would come over and play video games with her and eat pizza and just hang out. Though what Thorne was not aware of was that Cress had fallen head over heels in love with him.

She was shocked at well she had been hiding it. It had started as just a crush, because Thorne or Carswell (Cress called him that when she was being serious) was stunningly attractive. He has blue eyes that are brighter than the stars, and brown hair that drives Cress insane. He's perfect in her eyes.

And he has no idea that she feels that way.

So, Cress lay on a couch in her living room, staring at the ceiling as it snows outside the large window to her left. She has on a t-shirt of Thorne's that had been left ages ago when he had spilt ice cream on it. Cress was going to let him borrow one of her huge t-shirts she slept in, but he insisted on staying shirtless.

Cress had no problem with that.

His shirt got washed and then was never returned. She liked having it. It was incredibly soft and smelled amazing, so she wore it often, when no one was around. She wore a pair of shorts on underneath the large shirt, but they weren't able to be seen. Her green Christmas socks stuck out from underneath her fleece blanket. Cress had the fireplace going because of the snowy weather outside, but she was still chilly.

A large sigh was released into the air. Cress wiped a tear from her cheek. Not seeing Thorne often was going to murder her. Not only that, but he could get killed! She didn't want him to go whatsoever. She wanted to confess her love for him and hear him confess his love for her. She wanted to hold hands and take walks with him and just chat about life. She wanted to sit all cuddled up next to him and watch their favorite movies together. She wanted to hug him for a long time, just know that he was real and that he was there.

She wanted to kiss him.

Her daydreams quickly stopped as she sat up. Someone was knocking on the front door.

Cress wrapped her blanket around her shoulders and quickly wiped her eyes of the tears. She opened the door with a weak smile.

Thorne stood, grinning, with two to-go cups of hot chocolate. His smile faltered when he saw her. He frowned, stepping inside and setting the cups down on the coffee table.

"Are you okay? Have you been crying?" He put his hands on her shoulders, looking concerned. Cress's heart lurched. He cared. Ugh, what a jerk for caring if she was crying and then leaving for a year.

"I'm fine." Cress didn't believe her own voice, but hoped that he did. "I think my eyes just started watering from staring into space for too long or something."

Thorne was obviously skeptical of her reply, but didn't say anything more about it. He handed her a cup, taking off his shoes, and sat down on the couch with her. Cress put the blanket in her lap and sipped her warm drink, thankful for this time with him.

"What time is your flight tomorrow?" Cress asked, sniffing quickly. Thorne sighed and looked up at the ceiling, his head on the arm of the couch.

"Seven a.m. I finished packing an hour ago. Will you come with me to the airport? I need someone to drive my car back." He glanced at her, a small smile on his face.

"Of course." Cress replied. Thorne's smile grew and he sat up and scooted closer to her, sharing the blanket with her. He lifted up her legs and laid them in his lap. Cress felt her cheeks redden, but she tried to make them stop.

"I'm really going to miss you, Cress." Thorne said, frowning. "Who am I going to watch The Office with!? This is injustice! You can't split best friends apart…" Thorne took a hold of her hands, looking down at them. Cress was used to this. He was very touchy, and it meant nothing. He was just upset about leaving. "I just don't want to have to say goodbye to you."

Cress took a deep breath so she wouldn't erupt into sobs, and smiled. "I'll see you next year, it will be okay."

Thorne hopped up from the couch and ran upstairs. "Thorne? What are you doing?!"

"Hold on one sec!" He called back to her. Cress sighed. A few minutes later he came running back down, pillows and blankets in his arms. His face was hidden by a brown pillow.

"Come on!"

He somehow managed to open the front door without dropping the contents in his arms. He then made a lovely pallet on the front porch comfortable enough for a queen. He brought out their hot chocolate and beckoned for Cress to join him in their fortress of comfort. Cress rolled her eyes and took a seat next to him. It was only 28 degrees (Fahrenheit) outside. Thorne wrapped his arms around her, several blankets covering the two. He claimed it was for warmth, and his body heat made Cress nearly sweat, but she suspected that he possibly wanted to just be close to her.

Thorne rested his chin on her shoulder. Cress shut her eyes, basking in this moment. This was a moment she wanted to steal from her brain and stuff it in her pocket so she could take it with her wherever she went.

"Carswell?" she whispered, her heart rate picking up.

"Yes?" he whispered back, his breath stirring her short hair. Her bones were melting. Her muscles were disintegrating. He had no idea what he did to her.

"I have something important to tell you."

Thorne's arms tightened around her. "What is it, Cress?"

And she was falling, faster and faster and deeper and deeper. She was on cloud nine, her head swimming in pure bliss. This was so, so, so nice. To just sit with him, just like this. She could spend forever just like this.

"I'm in love with you."

Thorne was silent.

Cress tried not to panic; of course she had startled him. He was definitely not prepared for a confession of love today. But the words had come before she could tell them to come back, to stop. It was too late to take them back. This silence was deafening, killing Cress. Her heart ached more and more by the second.

Thorne let go of her, his arms moving back away from her. Cress squeezed her eyes shut, hoping not to hear words she would never forget. Cress, I don't feel the same way. Cress, that's insane. You're just a friend, and always will be. Cress, you're like my sister.

"Cress, I love you too."

And the world ripped in half.

Cress opened her eyes and turned towards him, so much emotion shining through her features. Throne grinned and took her face into his hands, leaning towards her.

Cress forgot about the snow that was five feet away from them. She forgot about her dad coming home in a few hours. She forgot about how she was not wearing long pants, and how cold her legs were starting to feel. All she could think about was this moment, this single moment.

And he kissed her.

It was everything she had dreamed it would be and more. It was as if the entire world had frozen and all that was happening was this incredibly perfect kiss. Cress wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, pulling her closer to him. Human nature kicked in so they pulled away to breathe, smiling at each other like idiots.

"Please don't leave tomorrow," Cress whispered. "not after that."

Thorne's smile grew, and he rested his forehead on hers. "I'm not leaving tomorrow. I decided not to go this morning. I just thought I'd get a confession out of you so I didn't have to embarrass myself."

Cress gasped and hit his shoulder, and he laughed. "I thought you were leaving, you ass!"

"Hey, everything worked out well, didn't it?" Thorne laughed again and kissed her cheek, pulling her back towards him. Cress rolled her eyes.

"I guess it did."

A/N: Yay Cresswell! If you have an idea for a one-shot let me know! I'll get working on it ASAP! Thanks so much for reading! Hope you like it!