ignored ✖ ziall

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just like any other day, niall was on the way to the park. he tried to stop himself but he just couldn't- the masterpiece just makes his day complete like peanut butter and jam. he sat on the same bench and just stared at the sky, inhaling the fresh air. no one was around the small park except for the falling leaves and the colorful playground.

the blond-haired angel wasn't going to expect anymore, he knew that the stranger wouldn't come—no one would come. he was just going to be there, alone on a bench just thinking about the world and also what's for lunch. yes, niall was a very hungry boy- he could eat a hippopotamus or maybe that's quite impossible.

but, strangely enough, God sealed niall's faith— the raven-haired lad walked in and sat on the opposite bench with the same sketchpad on his lap. the young angel wondered what the man drew that kept him going to the park. niall wanted to ask, he really did- but he was afraid. he was afraid of getting noticed, he was afraid of stuttering.

and maybe,

just maybe,

he's afraid of falling in love.