AN: Everything I plan to write is a work in progress and I'm slow now cuz it's been so long ToT. Enjoy a short chapter for now, it's a drabble I wrote a couple months ago.
C18: It's there.
That thing that's hard to pinpoint because it's so vague and confusing in it's description.
It's subtle and gradual in it's progress that by time you notice your whole world feels as though it's changed. Colors are a little bit brighter, sounds carry a cheerful tune, the scent of grass, sweat and morning dew linger everywhere and you like it even though it's an odd combination. The world seems bright, exciting and kind of scary all at the same time.
Sometimes you wonder if they would ever feel the same but when the question is about to depart from the tip of your tongue you find yourself paralyzed with nervousness.
Some days, the question lingers behind every thought. It's insistent beckoning is partly annoying but mostly anxiety inducing because once you let curiosity run its course there is no going back.
The quiet days are when you find yourself content, thus that terrifying question rarely ever plagues your mind.
Yet there are moments when you get a glimpse of the answer, it's presence brought about by a sense of comfort.
Sometimes you just know.
It's when you enter a room and the first thing you do is look for a familiar mop of messy ash-blonde hair.
It's in the way you don't take offense when she makes a remark awfully disguised as an insult or when she hits you for no apparent reason. But you let it go because her flustered cheeks makes her skin look dazzling.
It's when you can't help but look at them in admiration and get so lost in thought that by the time you realized you're staring, a pair of evergreen eyes stare back in silence and you fumble an excuse to turn away.
It's when you discover new sensations that make everything feel tingly and warm and nice. As though everything is right in the world so long as she's with you.
It's in your shared inside jokes, so absurd and unique that it's meaning is lost to an outside observer.
It's in the little smiles you dedicate to each other in silence. As if you just shared a telepathic dialogue from that one side glance.
It's in knowing the exact amount of honey she prefers when she wants to drink her favorite tea and you know the recipe by heart from always being the first to volunteer as her caretaker whenever she's sick.
It's in the appreciation you automatically feel when she tries to cook for you but you end up eating charred remains of what used to be food.
It's in trying to make his favorite dishes despite knowing that cooking something edible is beyond your capabilities but he appreciates it so the stress, anxiety and embarrassment was worth it.
It's in the awareness of each other's moods and thinking of silly ways to cheer the other up. So even if she calls you stupid it's worth to hear her giggle chime like an enchanting bell.
It's in the fact that you can associate even the most irrelevant object back to them and the thought summons butterflies to flutter inside your chest.
It's in the chill at the back of your spine from the thought that they might get hurt. So you try your best to finish your battle and race to her side but then you're reminded that she can defend herself well because she's just as strong as you.
It's in the lingering touches that border in the fine line between friendly and maybe something more. So small yet ever so delicately balanced atop the tightrope, and you try your best to stay there because you don't want to come crashing down.
It's in the way you purposely wear their clothes because it smells like them and the scent gives you comfort.
It's in the slow days when you're too lazy to do anything but sit next to each other and watch the clouds go by. Time passes in a blur of countless conversations til you accidentally fall asleep next to each under the stars.
It's in the encouraging words you hear spurring you on, adding fuel to your will and sets your heart ablaze.
It's in the effortless way you give courage to someone just by being there and nothing else.
It's in the deep trust between you that developed from understanding each other's past pain.
It's in the shared will to get stronger even though all you used to get by was belief in yourself but now you have each other so it's a little more tolerable.
It's in the unspoken agreement to stay with the other's side even though you're temporarily staying in another country with other people.
It's when you go off on a tangent about the dreams you want to accomplish and the changes you wanna make to the world so you try to apologize for talking too much but you don't because her eyes reflect genuine interest and whole-hearted faith. You can't help but feel suddenly self conscious because the echoes of your chest going ba-dump ba-dump ba-dump keep ringing in your ears and you can't ignore it so you look away flustered without even knowing why. Afterwards you get distracted by the pleasant thought that for once someone else believes in you.
It's in the pride you feel swell in your chest as you watch them stand in the middle of the stage preparing to be officially crowned Wizard King. To know that the same boy you witnessed gush over his dreams has now turned them into reality.
It's in the inclination to stare into a crowd looking up at you and yet you push yourself to find a specific shade of purple because those were the first pair that wholeheartedly believed in what you could accomplish aside from yourself. And once you find her beaming at you with the same faith she had all those years ago, you're heart spikes again.
One day, you both just know.
There are no messy words exchanged between quivering lips. No anxiety inducing conversations about topics you have to tread lightly. No dramatic reveal spurred on by extreme circumstances.
All it takes is a look, because sometimes knowing that it's there is already enough.
Yo madz, I took note of what you said XD. Internet please, lemme know how well I described feeling in love ('cuz I don't actually know lmao)?