Le revamp
Everything will be explainned in the introduction chapter, all I can tell is : enjoy reading this newest version of a book I once kept just for myself.
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Requests status : [❌] CLOSED
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Cover made by me
I hope you don't mind me getting a lil bit inspired by a prompt (source : atsuzaki-playground.neocities.org)
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Long-distance relationships... if you add that to the current pandemic, it might be a living hell for both parties, sksjkdjskdkams
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[My Baby ❤] I'm not sure, Whip…
[Me] Cmon babe!! its not that hard! We can start w/out cam if needed But pls, I rly need to hear from u I miss u :(
[My Baby ❤] ... Alright. I let you call me.
Whipped Cream smiled at his message. He installed himself in bed, before he pressed on the calling button. He heard the beeping going for a good minute. He waited while thinking of Cinnamon. Him and Whip have been together for a couple of months, now. But soon enough, the worldwide known pandemic of Covid-19 arrived, and both were restricted to stay in their respective houses, talking to each other through the phone. Cinnamon admitted that talking through the phone was one thing he was nervous doing, for reasons he had not told his boyfriend yet. But oh, he knew him better than anyone else : he just needed a boost of confidence ! And for that, he promised himself he would help him grow more confident than when they first met.
After a short while, Cinnamon finally answered the call. Whipped Cream jolted his body, now checking on his screen. He saw him on mute.
"Now, Cinna, darling… you're not going to be able to speak if you don't activate your microphone. Don't be shy~ I wanna hear the sweet honey bubbles of your voice !"
After a minute of pure silence, Cinnamon finally turned his microphone on, once he was done clearing throat.
"... Hi," he answered, shyly.
"Heyy Cinnamon ! Long time since we last talked, I missed hearing from you~" Whipped Cream answered, while Cinnamon answered by a groan.
"So, um… how are you today ?"
"I'm doing fine, thank you ! What about you ?"
"Pretty fine, thanks…" a pause.
"What did you plan to do tomorrow ?"
"W-Well… the usual college stuff… I have a lot of homework to do, recently…"
"Ooh, yeah… are you managing to hold the pace, with these virtual classes ?"
"Yes," Cinnamon breathed in. "You know ? I feel more studious at home, rather than at school. It's… quieter, and I feel more comfortable, like I have much more time here, rather than in a classroom."
"Aw, really ? I mean… long as you still follow lessons, that's great."
"I do !"
"My little sweet boy is doing good in classes !" Whipped Cream chuckled, as Cinnamon blushed. "Hey, Cinna… may I ask you something ?"
"Sure ?"
"How about we hang out together, some time soon ? I really would like to see you again."
"I-I mean… I would love to… where could we go ?"
"At the park ! It'd be spring soon, we could, like, walk along the way… enjoy seeing some nature… holding hands -- haha, I'm only joking for the last part !"
"Sure, we can… would you like to go on saturday ?"
"I'll be free all day~ I'd make food for us !"
"Tasty… I can't wait."
Cue the other conversations they had, about daily life, interests, hobbies, etc. Despite the distance, both boyfriends felt even closer to each other. And the more they talked, the more Whipped Cream could feel Cinnamon's expression fluid. He nodded. A small victory for him. Soon enough, he knew he would be able to do more.
"W-Well… it's already ten… I'll go to bed, I think," Cinnamon suddenly said, yawning.
"Oh, you're right ! You have classes… go quick to bed, hun," Whipped Cream said as he flipped the blanket over. "Until then, Cinny ! Thank you… for allowing me to call you tonight… you're doing amazing in chatting."
"You… you think so ? … thank you, dear," Cinnamon replied with a small smile. "Well… see you tomorrow, Whip… I love you, very much."
"I love you too, babe ! Bye~ ♡"
Both boyfriends ended the ongoing call. Whipped Cream sighed dreamily, before he wrapped himself into his blankets. He placed his phone on the table besides him. He laid down in bed. It has not even been two minutes since he called Cinnamon, yet he already missed him.
