Freckles & Promises (BxB) ✔️

Sunday | 20th, September - Monday | 21st, September

A/N: the italicized and bold text is in a different language (in this case, Japanese)

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Sunday | 20th, September

          Greetings Diary...

Alright. This is part two of Sunday. This is gonna be a pretty long entry because it's one and a half days, but whatever. At least it ends evenly on the page. I'm just gonna get into it.

While I was pathetically bawling my eyeballs out, a pa...

...ir of shoes hitting the ground caused me to look up. Cliche as it was, the full moon's light reflected off Elias' hair like a halo. He looked angelic. His head was cocked to one side and his hands were buried in his hoodie's front pocket. His stared at me with an innocent child's expression.

"I knew you'd come, but I didn't expect you to be crying," he stated, sitting down next to me. I glared at him and sniffled.

"I'm not crying, dick ass."

"Dick ass. That's a new one."

"Shut up. Why are you here?" I asked.

"What do you mean? I was here first. I asked you to meet me at nine. By the way, you're three minutes late."

"Huh? This is the place you wanted to meet?" I asked. "What a coinky dink."

"Coinky dink?"

"Oh. Coincidence. Sorry..." I mumbled, sniffling again and rubbing at my bare arms. I had forgotten to grab my hoodie when I left. Now I was regretting it.

"Cute," Elias commented, smirking. I rolled my eyes at his dumb joke. I felt him staring at me.

"Aren't you cold? Why didn't you bring a jacket?" he asked, pulling his own hoodie off and revealing a second under it. I eyed the hoodie he had slipped off.

"I was... in a hurry to get out of the house and I guess it slipped my mind," I explained. Elias nodded, offering me the hoodie. I shook my head. He might get cold if I take it.

"What? You're seriously not cold?" he asked, obviously not buying the act. I didn't bother trying to lie.

"You might get cold."

"Well, you might catch a cold, so take it. I have this one," he said, pulling on the hoodie he was wearing. I sighed and stood up.

"Nah, I'm good. I should probably go," I said, stepping out from under the bridge. It was too small for a car to fit, but big enough to hold the weight of a couple people. As if the universe wanted to get me sick, it started pouring. I groaned, backing back under the bridge. Elias chuckled.

"Man, the world hates me," I grumbled, plopping back down. Because of the rain, the temperature had dropped and it was starting to get to me. Soon enough, I was shivering visibly. Elias 'tsked' and stood up, me coping him.

"Come 'ere," he commanded and I listened, too tired to object. He slipped the hoodie over my head. I nodded, not even bothering to slip my arms into the sleeves. The hood drooped over my head.