yellow (fundy x oc)

is this love?

ky's pov 

i woke up the next morning to hearing a soft voice next to me.

"ky are you up?" i turn over, a string of tired grumbles and groans coming from my throat. rubbing my eyes, i see fundy standing over me.

"yeah what's up?" i ask tiredly, reluctantly sitting up.

"i'm just kind of hungry and i don't wanna go through your stuff to find food," he says, sitting at the end of my bed. 

"you sound like a child," i laugh lightly, brushing my hair out of my face, and running my fingers through it.

"i'm sorry! i just have no idea what's in your house," fundy says in defense, a light blush across his cheeks.

"hey, you're fine. i should've showed you around before falling asleep, my bad." i say, getting up. when i didn't hear footsteps behind me i turned around to be faced with a red fundy.

"floris?" i inquired, curious as to why he was beet red.

"you're not wearing-," i look down and laugh

"pants? yeah i almost never wear them around the house," i insisted, "if it makes you uncomfortable i can put pants on."

"no it's fine, just wasn't expecting it." he chuckled, getting up and following me down the stairs. 

i smiled to myself, realizing that the person i'd been so occupied with was right there.

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"so are we gonna talk about what happened yesterday or are we going to put it past us and act like it never happened?" he inquired whilst we stood in the kitchen eating muffins i had pulled from the pantry.

this caused me to almost choke on my muffin.

"well. what is there to talk about?" i tread cautiously. 

"did it...mean anything to you?" he asked, scratching his neck with a blush on his cheeks.

"of course it did floris. i fuckin- i don't know. i've never felt this way for anyone. it's all so new and i stress when i think about it. i feel so much, but there's so much i feel but can't express. i feel like it'd be unfair to tell you straight up that i'm okay and that if you do want to go further that you won't have to pick me up. in all reality, i'm still working on loving myself and i don't want to put that burden onto y-" my sentence gets cut short.

"you aren't a burden. i can wait. i promise. i wouldn't want to rush into this either. i completely understand. it's scary for me as well, last relationship i got cheated on and i haven't been the same since. but with you everything is different ky. it's all so...confusing. i can't promise that i'm okay either, which is why i wanted to talk to you in the first place." he says, opening his arms for a hug.

i accept this gesture and walk into his arms, feeling them wrap around my shoulders. his body was warm against mine and i honestly felt this feeling of nirvana. 

"floris.." i begin, tears making my eyes glossy.

"yeah ky?" he says, his voice soft and scared.

"is this..is this love?" i ask, pulling away from him, enough to see his face.

"i think..i think it is." he says, putting his hand on mine.

"can we...ignore it? at least until we both get this figured out. because i- well, i want to be with you but i want to be with you when i'm okay and ready. not...a mess like i am now." i say, wiping the stray tears that fell from my eyes.

"i don't think we can ignore it, but we don't have to mention it." he says, taking my hand in his now, stroking the back of my hand with his thumb. 

"i don't know what to do floris. i'm so scared of being loved and loving someone. i've been hurt so much it's to the point where i don't even say i love you to anyone. i don't know what the fuck to do with myself when it comes to whatever love is." i say, tears falling freely from my eyes, my shoulders shaking lightly with each painful sob.

"hey, breathe, come here. let's sit on the couch okay?" fundy leads me towards the living room about 10 feet away. 

"i'm sorry for that. i'm just nervous. this is all so new and scary. it's so soon, i never thought i'd be able to fall for someone this fast. it's so scary and it's a lot," i speak hastily, leaning against floris as he wraps an arm around my shoulder.

"hey, where can i take you today? we can go anywhere you want, my treat for making you cry and waking you up," he laughs, nuzzling his head against mine.

it was obvious to me that his love language was touch, he was always so affectionate. not that i mind of course, in fact i find it quite cute. the way he almost always has to be touching me in some way, it's comforting, feeling him by my side.

"you don't have to do that. really, i don't want to waste your money," i say, smiling at the offer he was proposing.

"go to your room and get dressed in fancy clothes, but they can't be like expensive or important," he says, suddenly looking excited.

sorry for the lack of chapters!! i started school and then my dad got covid + i'm working on a tehcnoblade fic atm. but holy shit 3k reads??? y'all are absolutely insane and i couldn't thank you all enough. i also wanted to say that chapters might be a lil shorter until i can gain back the motivation so i apologize <3 comment ideas you'd like to see for the story moving forward and i just might incorporate them xx

-ky