The Pretty List ~ A Lams AU

✨24 ~ Yet Even More Fluff✨

hi so the pretty list got fan art that for once wasn't made by me (putting this on at the time of uploading not writing) and it's just so fucking cool i love it and thank you sm everyone go follow requestionzzzz

this is too fluffy wtf

"Fuck, it's cold."

"I hope it snows again."

"I do not," I state, remembering my existential crisis I had last time, "You'll drag me outside again."

"Well duh." He grins over at me and I smile back at him, before shivering and rubbing my arms.

A whole fucking week of not going out, to let everyone calm down, and it's super embarrassing. We had about three days left, and I'm pretty sure I have vitamin D deficiency because I haven't seen the sun in way too long. Remember, vitamin D deficiency isn't sexy kids.

(it totally is, i mean look at me)

And for some reason we had now submerged into sub-zero temperatures.

And I don't have a hoodie. Fuck.

It was warm when I woke up, don't look at me like that. Besides, you cant judge me here.

"Hey, here, take my jumper," John says, taking off his jumper and handing it to me.

"O-oh," I mumble, blushing slightly. "Thanks. Are you sure you wont get cold?"

"Sure, don't worry, I don't feel the cold." He shrugs and I put on the hoodie.

It was warm, and way too big for me, one of the small perks oh him being tall, the sleeves hung over my fingers, and I ran my fingers over them. It was way too oversized, and I wondered how oversized he buys it for it to be this big on me. I feel like I could sink into it, it was that big. It was really fucking comfy.

I hugged my knees to my chest and continue tapping at my computer.

At on point I looked up from my computer subtly over at John, to find he was gazing me, just simply gazing at me. The second my eyes met his he looked away, his face turning scarlet.

Over the course of the next few hours I frequently caught him staring at me, then blushing and looking away. Occasionally I would keep looking and he would look back only to look away again. It was a repetitive game, that somehow we didn't get bored of.

Whoa did I just metaphor?

Probably.

You see, this whole confusing love story that the author devised (thanks) is just simply  confusing, and repetitive. But it's not like I'd ever stop. It's the same every time, leaning in and pulling away at the last moment.

But holy fuck is it fun.

It's exhilarating really.

And intensely nerve-racking, I swear my anxiety levels have never been more high. It's like trying to roll a wheelchair over a tightrope.

Whoa, I just metaphored again.

This whole confusing love-story business is just making me smarter. Honesty, if you're failing school its a helpful way to make you feel smarter.

Feel is the key word.

Sometimes I feel like I'm in one of those shitty fan-fic to be honest, but this is one much better written. (thanks alex)

And no weird sex scenes yet.

I glance back over to John, out of the corner of my eye. He's still staring at me. Except this time he didn't look away.

Instead, we kind of just gaze into each others eyes, and it's sort of romantic and awkward at the same time.

Fuck, you have no idea how long I've waited and how much I've prayed to be in a situation like this.

I feel like I'm finally at my maximum gay potential.

Perfect.

Unfortunately though, it's my turn to blush and look away.

Fuckity fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Damnit that's not fair.

this si the most filler thing ive ever written dont mind me

last chance for q&a bc i want to move on with the plot so depending if i have any (idk im prewriting this) then ill answer them before next chapter but ill open one at the end so idk have fun?

also i apologise for this chapter