Authors note** "Butterflys (Favremysabre x Rainbow)" rewritten. This one wasn't too bad, so I decided to challenge myself by leaving it in Rainbow's perspective. I don't often do first person anymore, but I want to leave some of the personality I put into it. Fluff - Sabre/Rainbow
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I sat idly to the side as Sabre wrapped up the recording. I'm sure he noticed how I was off, acting weird. But if I didn't repair myself for this I knew I would wimp out... again. I had tried to tell him when we logged on, and the day before, and before. I just couldn't seem to do it, I just could tell him how much I truly loved him. I'm not a shy type, I don't just fluster! But for some unknown reason, each failed confession goes along the lines of-
FavreMySabre has joined the server
"Rain?" he'd call out
I'd fly up and find him "Heyyyy, you"
"Hey fam, how you doin'?" He'd say as I'd fly over
"Uuuuuuh. Good? You?" I'd take too long to say
"Been good." He'd say like a normal person
"Goooood" I'd say like something went horribly wrong and I'm failing to hide it
"Are you sure you're good, you sound sick dude?" He'd ask, generally worried for my health and sanity
"Whaaaat, nooo. I just uh..." I'd say, probably further worrying him of my health and sanity
"Yeah?"
"Nevermind..." I'd say to ponder on it later at midnight when trying to get my beauty sleep
I truly have a way of words, if I do say so myself. I don't get it, I really don't! That is just how bad I feel for him, just trying to do something about it drives me mad. I've spent nights thinking of what to say to this poor, confused man but end up unable to act normal like I do all of the other time. I know if he doesn't feel the same, he will still be my friend. I can live with that, but not know if maybe he feels the same burn is holding me down. Yet when I try to tell him, I can't help but wonder if he will see me differently. But I'm not that scared... am I?
"Rainbow?"
I looked up at him. I was sitting by the rainbow house, in the background of the video he'd just ended. Lucas was on, but I had no clue where he was at the moment. It didn't really matter, the whole town slipped my mind as he looked me up and down. I knew he knew something was off, it was plain to see. But he didn't know what, not yet anyway. Not yet.
"Yeah?" I tried not to think about it, but his waist was at level with my head. If I were to look straight forward... oh the things this human makes me think. I didn't let my thoughts linger that far down, I focused on the part that was talking with me.
"Can we... talk?" He asked, leaning away. I gave a nod and he gave me room to stand up without... you can paint the picture yourself. He walked me to the bridge, he said it would "help clear our mind". I felt anxiety pent up in my chest. Part of me wanted to turn away from this, lay in bed, and parish. A lot of me. Most of me. But by some miracle, I was instead willingly dragged to the bridges and sat on the ledge. When he sat beside me, I saw he seemed weary. I tried to feed into confidence as he began the talk I'd avoided since it was a talk.
"Rain... what is it?"
I took a deep breath and pretended I was fessing up to the water below us.
"I've wanted to tell you but... it's just plain hard to say" I giggled nervously with my words, not in the slightest amused "But the thing is I... I love you"
Sabre seems to be surprised by this, although I personally thought it was obvious. He choked on his own tongue for a moment before yelling
"WHAT?"
I knew he was just surprised, I could read the guy like a book. But the nervous, can't-read-a-room side of me didn't catch the memo and I started to panic. I felt my chest tense and my voice disappears as my eyes watered. That unwelcome, stressful part of me said fight or flight and I look the latter. I took off before he could see me cry and start to feel bad for the sudden response, even though that probably made him feel worse. I flew to a nice place, the first place I could think of. For some reason that place wasn't very far.
I rowed my boat out as I heard Sabre's fireworks light off from the bridge. He crash-landed into the water near me and clung to my boat. He was out of breath and seemed to have started panicking himself.
"Rain... I-" He looked down "I didn't mean it like that"
"I know..." I curse the stuttering, congested sound of my voice as I spoke. I hated crying, so, so, much.
"I was not expecting you to ever... say it" he then looked back to me, his face flustered
"So...?"
"So..." He looked up at me like we'd already talked this out completely. It took him a minute to realize he didn't give his side "Oh... yeah. Uh," He sunk closer to the water and murmured something.
"Huh?" I leaned closer "Sabre speak up, I can-"
Then the boat tipped over, cause I don't know how boat, water, and gravity work when I'm anxious, apparently. I was knocked right into him and he grabbed onto me. We both froze for a moment underwater before I pulled him above the surface. I clung onto the now upside-down boat with one arm and for some reason Sabre in the other. I felt like I was overstepping still holding him but couldn't seem to let go either. He drifted closer.
"Opps" he said, pressing his lips together "Uh"
It took me a moment of wet skin and clothes against me to realize he kissed me. I didn't realize untitled he stopped.
"I uh... well" he motioned over to what he had done "Yeah, that"
I don't know what brought me to it, after nearly abandoning the thought of ever hearing it, but I pulled him to me by the waist, mystified.
"Say it," I said so sternly, he might have thought he did something wrong.
"Uh" He didn't turn his head, but I could tell he looked away "I love you"
I almost didn't hear it, as he had once again mumbled it. I felt a wave of relief wash over me, as a pulled his face to mine for a real kiss. He left it panting and pressing his fingers to his lips in awe. He chuckled to himself with a stupid, love-struck smile and I probably did the same as I righted the boat. I pulled myself and then him into it, although we were already soaked. He wrapped his arms around my waist. I didn't steer the boat but instead turned myself around for a second kiss, although this time I asked, guilty of stealing one already.
He nodded excitedly before I pinned him to the floor of the boat and kissed his lips dry and his lungs were empty. We didn't go much further than kissing, as I figured out where Lucas was. He was wandering the swamp and called us over to look at something. It felt crazy at the moment, but only on our first anniversary would we truly traumatize my boat.
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