{ Skephalo Stories }

Story 1.

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     The loud banging emanating from my chest consumed my shaking body as my shirt griped my chest uncomfortably, I let out a trembling sigh, and ran my fingers through my sweat slicked hair, feeling its short brown strands dance around my clammy hands. I tried to calm my short exasperated breathes and think clearly, though I ultimately failed and left my thoughts in a stir.

You're ok Bad.

The words hardly comforted me.

     I stood in front of the airport gate, passengers aboard the plane slowly pouring out the glassy doors. I waited with my bouquet of  blue hydrangeas in hand, The bouquet of flowers I bought, just for him. My face contorted, the image of him formed in my mind. Waiting for him, waiting to see his perfect face in person, was already leaving me in wild hysteria...but I still felt like something was wrong, despite my excitement.

  Everything suddenly felt a lot faster

     Do I look ok? What if he thinks I look weird-he'll be able to look me up and down- up and down with those lovely wistful eyes, oh my god.

I'm so screwed..

      My thought was soon cut off by the sound of a howl, a very loud one. I looked up and darted my eyes to the deafening noise ahead of me. I could feel my blood sprint through my veins as I locked eyes with him, already feeling the fluttering in my stomach from seeing his cheeks puffed up from his massive smile. He flailed his tan arms in the air, completely abandoning his luggage on the marble floor behind him. His long legs sprang their way over to me in joy, exactly like a child's would.

     It all happened so fast. I didn't have time to process the force he came at me with, launching his whole body at me, causing me to drop the bouquet on the ground. His warm arms grasped my sides and pulled me closer, locking me in a tight hug.

"BAAAAAD! IT'S YOU!- IT'S REALLY YOU!" I could feel the grip on me growing stronger. I could feel my face get hot as he laid his head directly on my neck, his thick dark hair in my face. I covered my eyes in embarrassment, already feeling some stares on us because of his commotion.

"jeez-" I muttered out. Skeppy was a ball of energy, but this was unexpected. He pulled back, looked at my face and snickered at my expression.

"I can't believe I'm finally meeting you, IN PERSON" His expression was covered in nothing but glee.

"Same here.."

     Skeppy finally released his hold, took a step away, and looked at me. I could feel his eyes scanning everything from my coat and white button up shirt down to my suit pants and oxford shoes.

"What's all this?" Skeppy tilted his head, picking up the roughed up flowers and slightly grabbing the collar of my polyester coat

"W-well, I uh.. bought these hydrangeas for you- blue ones too and.. I just- thought maybe we could go out somewhere like- nice and have dinner.." I murmured nervously, my voice getting quieter as I forced the words out of my throat. Feeling the red crawl up my neck and to my cheeks.

"Aw- thank you Bad! you should've told me, I would've packed nicer clothes." Skeppy pulled at his light blue hoodie, and chuckled.