This is my first, a short chapter about Vlad and Robin. Hope you enjoy...
"It was awesome, Vlad. She's awesome." Robin told me flopping down backwards onto my bed. Arms splayed out and eyes closed.
"I mean can you actually believe it?" He asked propping himself up on his elbows and looking towards me where I stood by the door to my room.
Believe what? I thought, that you've spent all day talking of nothing but your upcoming first date with her as though a. It will ultimately have any real implication on your life and b. I care.
"No, that's great." I replied, not really considering my response or the slight monotone it was delivered in. I walked over to sit down on the edge of my bed. We were nearly, but just not quite touching. Baby steps, I told myself.
It was of course not at all great that Robin had his "awesome" girlfriend and of course I cared. I cared so much. But not in the way that meant I could stand having to be the one to listen to him talk about this girl to whom I knew I could never compare. He didn't tell me that about her, but then he didn't need to.
Robin sat up properly swinging his legs over the edge of the bed so we were sitting next to each other.
"Vlad?" Robin asked with a questioning head tilt that caused his dark fringe to fall across his eyes, "You're my best mate, I can always tell when something's up." That was very true and although slightly down heartened by the 'best mate', I was relieved to see the more sincere side of his personality emerging, "Call it psychic or something." He continued with a grin. If only momentarily.
I gave a slight roll of my eyes adding a small smile to show him I was fine.
"You know, you can tell me anything" He said encouragingly. I dropped my eyes to the floor giving a small nod and murmur of comprehension.
"So, change of topic," Robin said abruptly breaking the slight tension, "Is there anyone you like?"
I blanched, my mouth actually falling open, "Um, well..." His unexpected question caught me off guard. You. I thought, trying desperately to pick a name of someone from school, anyone else. It was as I looked up and to my left to meet his dark gaze I realised it was futile.
Decision made I quickly leaned forward closing the few inches between us and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips.
I pulled back, my cheeks a burning shade of crimson and my stomach a series of tight knots as my eyes flicked back up to his. I registered the clear confusion to his thoughts. But I steadfastly held his gaze and as I watched the shift in his eyes from confusion to understanding, he couldn't help but let the smile breaking at the corner of his mouth spread across his face. I found it completely infectious.
I was grinning back at him, unresisting to the flow of images of happy potentials that filled my mind.
Baby steps, I reminded myself as I felt the tips of Robin's fingers softly touch the back of my hand.
And there it is.
Just as a small note, this was initially inspired by a song.
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