You had a terrible headache, you have been studying this subject for hours now, but you still couldn't understand a thing, it was around 12:00 am and you felt tired, you were mad and frustrated, you were really trying this time, you went to the kitchen to grab a snack but when you were back there was something waiting for you, or I'd rather say Someone, your eyes widened and your jaw slided open, there he stood, with his deep as Ocean eyes and his perfectly stylised blond hair, and a white formal shirt that reminded you of how history teachers dress like, he was there leaning against your desk and as all the times that you wished for moment to happened flashed before your eyes, you wondered if he was real or if this was just a dream,
He took a look at your notes and then said "Working hard, mmh?" Then you struggled to say "I could do better" he gave you a soft smile before standing, he walked through the room, towards you and when he was just in front of you he offered his hand, "May you grant me this piece, ma'am/gentlemen/ little lady?" You were so absorbed by the thought of him being here that you just noticed there was soft music playing, it was sway by Michel büble, you gave him your shaky hands, you're eyes were swollen and red from crying, you're hair was a Mess, and you had your pijamas on but all that didn't mattered because you could feel his warm embrace, it felt like it was only the both of you in this World, as you danced together, and everything else for a moment seem to disapear, you looked at him and his cold as Ice blue eyes looked a bit softened, as he lifted you, turned and balanced you he did it In such a gentle way as if you were the most delicate object on earth, even though you weren't as close to being pretty, or having the perfect body, or the perfect smile, neither the perfect personality, he made you feel like one of those unbelievable pretty Disney Princess, and as the song was coming to an end you knew what was coming, he kept one of His hands on you're hip and the other one gentletly sosteining your other hand, he looked at you with a bittersweet stare, then he placed His warm hand on you're red and tired face (from the ugly crying), and then said "It's going to be okay, I promess, I'm so proud of you, don't regret this choice and keep moving forward, you have a dream right? Chase behind it until you can't" he said as he vanished into thin air...you tried to keep a smile but as soon as he was gone you bursted into tears.
"Enough". You said, you wiped your tears as you seated in your desk, Erwin's words kept rewinding in your mind and they gave you strength, "I'm proud of you", those were the words you've been craving for so long, they made you the happiest person in the world. You finished studying successfuly this time and went to sleep, you had a mixture of unmeasured joy and nervousness because tomorrow's test, but it didn't matter, right now you even felt that you could fly.
"Erwin Smith believes in me, I believe in me, it's going to be alright"
This thought gave you the calmness you needed it to rest. As if you we're floating in the sky, slow and quiet.Word count: 597
Whew this took a while,
Lets accept it tho, all of us here have daddy Issues 🧍♂️
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