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PLS I CANT TAKE THESE SERIOUSLY IF I DONT SIMP FOR THE CHARACTER SO THE CUTE PARTS ARE A LITTLE STRANGE THX BYE——
Your head and heart ached alike, a knot forming in your stomach as you closed the door to your room. It was your first night in the military police, and just being around the people who worked so hard to get here made you sick. They were devils, terrible people who'd destroyed the world years ago, and you hated yourself for feeling guilty about plotting against them even though you'd been raised to despise them.
You let out a shaky breath and started towards your bathroom, feeling as if you left a trail of pure guilt in your path. You were overwhelmed and overflowing with regret, wishing you'd never applied for the warrior program. The only positive you'd managed to find in this madness was the fact that you'd made it into the MPs with Annie, but even that couldn't raise your spirits.
As you brushed your teeth, you wondered how Annie felt. Was she, too, regretting what she'd done six and a half years ago? Was she proud, like her dad would want her to be? Would even he be proud? Or just the higher-ups?
You knew your parents wouldn't be proud.
It ate away at your soul, seemingly tearing you to pieces. All of it—everything you'd been through the past six years was far too much for you, no, too much for anyone to handle, especially someone who was a kid half the time. You felt as if you'd never feel anything but guilt as you sank into your bed.
You didn't bother pulling the scratchy blanket over you, only resting your head on the pillow and bending your elbow so that the back of your forearm lay across your eyes.
The room smelled of dust, tiny dots floating in the dim ray of moonlight that shone through the little window in your room. Not that you could see them at the moment, considering you were laying with your teeth clenched and your arm across your eyes, which unfortunately did not stop the tears from flowing down the side of your face and onto the pillow.
A pale yellow light suddenly showed through your eyelids. Startled, you wiped your face and lifted your head towards the door to see Annie standing half in the hallway, half in your room, carrying a lit candle. You sighed with relief and god knows what emotion, laying back down as you heard Annie enter the room.
She closed the door behind her and set the candle on the table, but the breeze from moving it blew the candle out.
You waited for Annie to speak because you were pretty sure your voice would crack if you said anything.
"Hey," she said finally, her voice quiet. You wanted to answer, but for some reason your mouth didn't move. You guessed your brain decided you weren't worthy of speaking after the genocide you'd committed.
You did not expect her to walk straight to your bed and lay down next to you, but that's exactly what she did without hesitation. The tip of her fingers touched yours. To your surprise, your heart began to pound, though you didn't show it.
You peeked open an eye and saw Annie staring at the ceiling, a defeated look on her face. Her eyes looked red and her eyelashes stuck together... it looked like she'd been crying. A wave of familiarity washed over you. You'd almost forgotten how close you felt to Annie, and how much you'd both been through.
Tonight was different, though. Something felt different about Annie... but what was it? No, something was different about you. Your feelings toward her had changed.
You moved your hand so that it was on top of hers. You didn't know why you did it, and you certainly were not in control when you did. Immediate regret filled your mind and your cheeks got warm. You moved your hand, but Annie caught it. Your intertwined, and your heart began to feel like it was going to beat out of your chest.
You turned your head to look at Annie, whose eyes were closed. You felt a smile spread across your face as the vision of her in the dark began to fade to black as you fell asleep.
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You woke up when it was still dark outside. You were laying on your stomach, close to the center of the bed. Your right side was surprisingly warm, along with an arm around your waist. In your half-asleep gaze you inched closer to the warmth.
You rubbed your eyes and opened them, only then hit with the full force of what was happening. Annie's elbow was hooked around your waist, your entire right side cuddled up against her. She was dead asleep, possibly unaware of where she was.
Every instict in your body told you to move, to let go of her hand you must've been holding since she arrived hours earlier, but you didn't. You adjusted your shoulder, your eyes widening when Annie's arm tensed, keeping you from backing away. A wave of confidence surged through you.
"Annie," you whispered struggling to choose between looking at her lips or her eyes. Her eyes fluttered open, widening slightly when she saw how close the two of you were. You were scared for a second that she'd leave, but she stayed where she was.
You felt butterflies replace the knot in your stomach when you saw Annie glance from your eyes to your mouth then back up again. Finally full of adrenaline you moved toward her face, closing your eyes.
To your relief, your lips met hers. The two of your sat up slightly, now literally making out. Annie's hand's were at the side of your face, and yours were the same on her. When you finally separated slightly, you twisted her hair in your fingers and gazed into her eyes, the feeling of euphoria so overwhelming you didn't know what to say. You felt so good, you didn't even think you needed to say anything.
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LMFAO I JUST POSTED THIS WITH THE TITLE AS CORN DOG AND I FORGOT TO CHANGE IT
I think I'll add more to this later, i think it ends weird... but im also bored rn so ill write sometime ltr
on another note, gurenge (the demon slayer opening) is literally so good. pls play that shit are my funeral so i can be reborn as a perfect being. the guitar solo. the vocals. the melody. the percussion. its magnificent. holy. listen to it rn istg
anyways thx for reading
get vaccinated pls
love ya
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