TMD: Preferences|Imagines|Oneshots

~2k Oneshot Special~

(A/N: Here it is! The 2k reads oneshot I promised! This chapter is approximately 2k words (more like 2.5k minus this and the other few sections below this lol oops) and I really enjoyed writing it. This is set during the Ducks' and Y/N's junior year at Eden Hall so they're 16 or 17. I actually made up an OC character for this too but I'll explain more afterwards. I used she/her for Y/N in this one and it's from Y/N POV. I hope you like it!!)

‼️DISCLAIMER: This oneshot is rated slightly PG-13 for descriptions of kissing. If this subject makes you uncomfortable, please don't force yourself to read! ‼️

Y/N = Your name

Y/L/N = Your last name

italics = emphasis

" = dialogue

' = thoughts

       "Have not saints lips, and holy palmers too?"

       I looked up at Guy as he delivered his line. He and I were in the middle of the stage in the auditorium, a few stagehands working behind us. We were rehearsing a scene for the upcoming production of 'Romeo and Juliet' as our director looked on. I had always been into drama and theater and so this year I had talked my best friend, Guy, into taking the class with me. We both wound up really liking it and decided to try out for this year's play. Imagine our surprise when we were cast as the titular star-crossed lovers.

       "Aye, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer." I looked down at the script in my hand, getting ready for my next line. This was our third week of rehearsals and I was having some trouble memorizing it all.

       "O, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray; grant thou, lest faith turn to despair." Guy recited, looking between me and his own script. I guess he was having some trouble too.

       He took a step closer to me a bit rigidly, probably because of what was to come. Our first kiss scene. We had only glossed over it in table reads but today was the day we were going to test it out. There were actually two kisses in this scene. He kisses me once quickly and then we kiss again a few lines later more passionately. Just thinking about it gave me butterflies.

       I had been crushing on Guy for what felt like forever but I was too chicken to tell him. I mean, who wouldn't be? We've been best friends since we could walk and I had no clue if he even might like me back. I wasn't about to screw it all up because of a silly three-year crush.

       "Y/N."

       I looked up at Guy. He had an expectant look on his face. His handsome, handsome face. 'Wait.' I thought. 'Shit. I must have zoned out.'

       "Oh, right. My turn." I awkwardly laughed before clearing my throat. "Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake." The butterflies in my stomach had now migrated up into my chest. I swear, if I opened my mouth they'd come flying out.

       "Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take." His lips pecked mine lightly, "Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged."

       "Then have my lips the sin that they have took." I gave my line, my heart beating so loud I worried that Guy could hear it.

       "Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again."

       Here it comes. Our big 'kiss'. I quickly darted my tongue out to wet my lips slightly. We leaned in and I closed my eyes. I felt something touch my lips firmly for barely even a second before it was gone. I opened my eyes. Guy was standing there with his face as red as I'd ever seen it.