Chapter Two
Summary: 'The tiny letter symbol was flashing on the screen, teasing her.' Set post-season 1. AU.
A/N: It's just my luck that inspiration hits me at 2 am. Don't worry, I will sleep after this.
July 1997
Click. Silence. Clickety-clack. Furious typing. Another pause.
Dawn loved the sound of busy typing. It had a rhythm to it that she found very satisfying.
Willow typed a lot. Especially these past couple weeks.
Dawn wondered what she was so focused on. What made her smile so prettily or occasionally giggle before the older girl would go beet-red and clamp her hand over her mouth.
Tap, tap, went a pen.
Dawn looking up from the book that she had been intensely focused on for the past hour, (The cover read, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone) watching the redhead curiously.
Willow noticed this out of the corner of eye. She smiled a little bashfully, nervously watching at the screen in front of her.
Ping, went the notification sound. Her breath caught in her throat. She could hear her heart thumping soundly in her chest. The tiny letter symbol was flashing on the screen, teasing her.
She opened the message, her clammy palms pressing against the hard plastic of the mouse.
...
I like you too. :)
Finite
A/N: My favourite part about writing this was researching what typing sounds like 😂
Anywho, I'd really appreciate it - once again - if you would kindly leave a like and maybe a comment:)
Take care,
Halo