A Femboy To Rember

A Relaxing Date with an old Friend

Part 2 bitches(no regards to gender or pronouns!) If y'all are one of my viewers than it would be nice if you told me that you're reading my book! If you find me in other books and you're a viewer, pls tell me!

The two walked until they stopped at a strange building. It's entrance was covered in decorative, yet colorful flowers that matched the breeze that was painted on the arch of the entrance. The scarred man held the greenete's hands as they walked thought the mesmerizing entrance.

When they reached the inside, it smelled that of roses, daises, and a good home cooked meal. For they had come to a cafe. Izuku was under a lot of stress due the fight at the USJ and the worrying of his classmates that wouldn't stop calling and texting his phone, the teachers who were patrolling the city high and low, and the fear of his old friends being caught by the heros after of if his was discovered with them. As these thoughts raced thought the greenete's head, the scarred man ordered a meal for the both of them. The room they were in was decorated with multiple exquisite things such as: a grand window with great red velvet curtains covering it so the light wouldn't shine through its glass exterior, flowers to calm that of people would maybe stressed or in a state of mind that they couldn't focus or calm down, and a realistic feeling of home for those who have missed the feeling of comfort of their own home during their lives and hardships they've endured thought their lives.

The food soon came to the table, a smell of spices relinquishing any thoughts from the greenete's head and instead his attention of the food infront of him and his scarred friend.

“Listen Izu, I can tell that you've been stressed these few days and decided that you needed a break from the outside would and decided to bring you here, to relinquish the thoughts that have been running through your head ever since we have 'kidnapped' you” said the scarred man, air-quotes pointed at the word 'kidnapped'.

The greenete was appreciative that his old friend was caring and worrying for him, but he still had this unsinkable feeling that everything was going to go wrong and that his friends would taken from him, like many years ago.

The scarred man asked his friend if he could have a moment of his time just to enjoy a meal together, like old times. The greenete agreed and in the end enjoyed the 'date' he was on. One time that the greenete felt proud of was when during the middle of dessert (Crème Brulee) and a piece of charred creme got stuck onto his friends nose, while he was not knowing of it. The greenete laughed as his friend was trying to understand why he was laughing until he realized that his emerald-haired friend also had some charred creme on his nose. Both of the two pointed it out to each other and laughed hard for a long time. Both boys ended up having a fantastic time and it was now time to go.

The greenete looked up at the moon the was shining on the two boys, their hands embedded between each other's. The scarred man looked at his friend with eyes that were filled with the thought of kissing his perfect lips. The greenete turned to his jet-black haired friend, his eyes holding a feeling that he couldn't quite describe. It was like his heart,that had been cold and remise all of these years, was telling him to kiss his friend. The greenete expelled  the thought out of his head immediately, trying to understand why he felt like this until the 'friend' kissed him on the lips. The kiss was wholesome and warm and the greenete was able to feel the warm of his friend's breath on his lips and vice versa for the friend. The friend pulled back and left the boy, a feeling of unsinkable guilt in his heart until the greenete kissed him back.

The kiss was warm, subtle, and wholesome. The boys soon parted lips and went the rest of the walk without words, reliving that moment in their heads over and over again.

When both boys got back, the group of friends greeted them, asking questions for where they've been and what they did, but they were confused when both just parted ways l. The greenete was shaking, a bright light pink and red sprinkled on his face, complementing his freckles, while the scarred man had a love-striken look on his face, a light pink and red on his checks to match. This day truly was a good day.

A/N-800 words. This added up with the other chapter makes over 1000 words so yh. It may be short but at least it wan enjoyable, right. Pls consider following, commenting , and voting for my stories pls.