Chapter 2

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by --Aether-

by --Aether-

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y/n P.O.V

Sitting here with Kenny can be surprisingly relaxing, the window is open, and the breeze blows though the hair poking through his mask-like hood. We are working on a project, in which we have been tasked to protect an egg and keep it safe for a week. The planning paper currently has fewer words than drawings on it, which we are responsible for.

Looking beside me at Kenny, I notice just how blue his eyes are, like an ocean, or a perfect blue sky at the beach. Coming back down to earth, I now notice how Kenny is looking at me with a weird face. "What are you doing?" he asks with that deep voice of his, "N-nothing!" I say stuttering with embarrassment of being caught in the act. Kenny is laughing, and I'm hiding my blush-stricken face from view, out of fear of making him die of laughter. Eventually Kenny's laughter dies down as he runs out of steam, now only restricted to slight chuckles and giggles. I sigh, as the ordeal of embarrassment is now over, and we can return to 'work'.

Kenny P.O.V

'Was y/n staring at me before? Why? What was she thinking about?' Are the questions that now flood my mind, now having cleared my system of the killer laughter. 'Well, it was strange that's for sure', I think with certainty. Sighing, I pull myself up to be sitting on my knees, then hugging my legs and resting my chin on my kneecaps.

"Hey, y/n?" I say tentatively, "Yeah?" they say sweetly with a trademark anime smile, eyes closed. I feel my face get warm, and I look away and stutter "H-h-how far have you gotten with the plan?", "quite far actually." They said with out looking at me. They sigh with exhaustion, "This does really take a lot out of you, ,y'know? My hand hurts now." They complain, in a whiney voice. I look away.

The wind blowing through the open window several meters away from me was ruffling and tousling my fluffy hair and brushing it in front of my face, making it so that I could not see. I raked my hands through the golden threads of hair, pushing them back in favor of seeing rather than having thousands of hair strands cloud my vision. I sigh contently at the cool breeze and close my eyes looking up at the ceiling.

y/n P.O.V

I look over to where Kenny is now sitting and feel my heart stop at the sight of him driving all those beautiful golden locks back to the top of his head, where they came from. I awe at the literal god sitting before me, as he sighs, closes his eyes, and looks up at the worn ceiling. My life is complete.

(a/n) (sorry for the short chapter, and the P.O.V changes being more frequent in this particular chapter.)