UNEDITED STORIES from year 2021.
COMFORT ZONE (n)
/ˈkəmfərt zōn/
: a place or situation where one feels safe or at ease and without stress.
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𝟸𝟶. 𝙸𝚉𝙰𝙽𝙰 𝙺𝚄𝚁𝙾𝙺𝙰𝚆𝙰
ʚ————✦○♡○✦————ɞ
!!w: Major spoiler, mentions of blood and gun!! Words:1348
𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘
𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑,
Where the soft, white pieces of frozen water that fall from the sky in a cold weather slowly drop to the palm of h/c haired girl. Her whole body totally covered with thick clothes to keep her warm, legs swaying anxiously as she sit on the wooden bench.
Her e/c eyes admired the glistening stars that decorated the dull cold night, she wonders...what will happen to her in the future.
"BOO!" A certain bleach-blonde suddenly startled her, making the girl scream on top of her lungs after experiencing a half dead situation. "YOU! What's wrong with you?!" You turn around glaring at the only person who made your soul get out from your body in a mer second.
"You're spacing out, walking speaker!" He darted his tongue out before pushing your shoulders down making you sit back on the bench. The bleach-blonde haired boy lay down on the bench with his head resting on your lap. "Why are you here anyway? It's cold you know?" He asked, keeping his eyes locked on the dark sky and sometimes pay some glances at your face.
"I'm waiting for the fireworks" your face changes into a brightly one after having a pouty face when the male arrives. "Damn! It's really cold here" the blonde hissed, rubbing his palm together trying to warm his self but a big leather coat drop off in top of him as his purple eyes stare at the giggling girl. "Silly, we're in the rooftop, the temperature here is so low than downstairs"
You didn't know what was the reason why is he blushing, if it's concerning the weather or it's either because of your generosity at him. The boy just nuzzle at your coat, feeling a lot more comfortable since the coat had adapted your natural scent.
"Whatever you say! Smartass!"
"Hey! Don't call me that! You walking chocolate!"
"Same at you!"
"Then call me by my name"
"..."
Then both of you have been covered with a thick silence, you're just a five years old when you enter the orphanage, you were being bullied because you're the only rich kid that had been sent there. They all said that you're different, they'll choose being punish instead on being with you.
Until this bleach-blonde boy with a shining purple orbs, wearing a unique hanafuda earrings approach you and asked you if you want to play with him. You've call him sometimes 'playmate' until you two got used at each other before the nicknames arrived, you're stuck with him in ten years, and now both of you are fifth teen.
