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"Bowties And Friendzones"

Eret

Tw: Sad :(

Notes: I'm using he/him pronouns for Eret this time, but if that violates anything please let me know and I'll fix it asap

Song: "Loving Is Easy" By Rex Orange County

GN!

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Eret resisted the temptation to cry. He watched painfully from a screen hundreds of miles away as the love of his life tried on another dress.

"How about this one?" (Y/n) asked with a smile. Doing a little spin for him only sent another pang of headache into his chest. The dress flowed around their figure loosely. Like a breeze flew through the room, some strands of their hair flew gently with the twirl. They looked unearthly. A natural beauty.

"You look stunning in it dear. As always." He responded with a fake smile. (Y/n) returned the smile- albeit a real one -before looking down at themself with a more weary look. It was clear they didn't seem as confident in it.

"Y'know, I think I'll try that suit I have in the back of my closet instead. I'll be right back. Tell me how it looks!" They called out, already dashing out of the room and off the side of his screen. (Y/n) bumped into the wall on the way out, cursing like a sailor before the sound of feet running down a hallway continued.

As soon as they had faded away, Eret dropped his smile with aching cheeks. Instead of happiness, a sorrowful look appeared filled with desperation and angst.

He had been in love with (Y/n) for as long as he could remember. Ever since streaming with them once, he had become star struck with the amount of confidence and love they oozed. Eret found it no surprise that all their fans had nice things to say about them non-stop, even after finding out that they considered themself to be non binary.

It just made them all the more appealing to him in the end.

Erets problem was that (Y/n) had met a nice woman at a coffee shop a couple days ago and apparently exchanged numbers with her. According to the other streamer, they had a date this evening. And knowing how fashionable Eret could be, they had called him up on discord to get his opinion on various outfits.

That only hurt him worse, seeing them all dressed up like an angel only for them to go and have a wonderful date with someone else.

But all that mattered was they were happy.

"Okay, here I come." (Y/n) said suddenly, prompting Eret to put on his facade of happiness again. It felt like the smile could have been carved into his face with a knife. That would probably be less painful than this whole ordeal to be honest.

(Y/n) strutted around the corner with a funny pose, their hand on their hips with duck lips, trying to make Eret laugh. He did. Their silly walk was just too much for him. That could also be the need to cover up his problems with misdirected humor though.

They wore a sleek black suit with a deep gray bowtie, a pair of clip-on skull earrings hanging from just one of their earlobes. This was a stark contrast from the sundress they had put on minutes ago.

What hurt the most were the shoes they were wearing.

"Are those mine?" Eret asked, his voice getting a bit deeper in an attempt to disguise his feelings in the moment. (Y/n) glanced down at the platform boots adorning their feet.

"Oh, yeah! I guess they are. Did you leave them here when you came down for the irl stream?" They asked. Eret nodded slowly. He must have.

How ironic. They were going to wear his boots to a date.

"So, how do I look?" They tossed their hair sassily. Eret laughed a little, closing his eyes. Maybe if he didn't look at them his heart would stop shattering like brittle glass.

"Fantastic, love."

"I think this is the one Eret." (Y/n) exclaimed excitedly. Another sharp poke of sadness pinched at him when he heard how excited they sounded.

"Thanks for being such a good friend. I don't know if I would trust anyone else with this." (Y/n) got closer to the screen, sitting down in their blood red gaming chair. They twirled their thumbs around each other, looking directly at him.

Friends.

Oh how Eret hated that word.

"You're welcome (Y/n). I wish you the best of luck on your date. And if things go bad, I'll be here ready to watch old reruns of sitcoms with you after." He said. (Y/n) smiled warmly, their eyes crinkling around the edges with genuine joy.

"I love you Eret." (Y/n) said finally after a tiny quiet spell, signaling the end of the conversation. Their finger inched closer to the mouse, ready to close the website; and her only connection to him.

"Love you too dear." Eret's voice was a hollow shell, projecting for the first time how he really felt. But (Y/n) missed it, too busy bouncing their knee up and down with a bundle of nerves.

A small ding sounded out. The call had ended, leaving Eret to sit alone in his room with an unbearable silence.

If only they knew he meant those three words in such a different way.

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