A/N: i have no idea if my writing has improved or the same as ever 💀 Anyways, this is just a 'what if' dw
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I had been staying up at night trying to write my confessions through a letter. Or maybe a text would be better? An e-mail? No,no,nobody reads those.
As of now, I've got a pen and a page full of crossed out words. Class was still on-going so I wanted to be more discreet while writing.
Suddenly,words weren't easy. And thinking of the right ones to use is just as hard for me. I've gone through the internet for a bit of inspiration, but I feel like they would be too cheesy to use.
"I didn't really think I'd say this, directly to you especially! But I "
"This is slowly starting to sound cringe." I thought.
"It sounds cheesy, but I like you. Maybe I always have. Much longer than you'll ever know. I want to b"Eh,scratch that off.
"Please think of me, please like me back, please hear me out when I say how I feel about you,"
Eventually, class had ended and everyone left the room. I decided to stay for a few more minutes or so. It was lunch time next anyway. "Why are you so hard to write to-" Suddenly, I hear a pair of light foot steps approach me.
"Still here,I see?"I look up from my desk and see him standing infront of me, slightly leaning in with his arms behind his back.
"Prince?"
The blonde looked at me then at my paper. He studied it for a second til I swept it away from his view. "Don't read people's business,please?" I sighed.
"I won't, I won't." He smiled and backed away. "If you're writing a letter for-"
"I just said not to read people's business!"
My face was flushed red in embarrassment. The paper crumpled in my hand, its smooth texture becoming thin and rough. Prince managed to slip his hand in and take the paper. I was about to yell at him for taking it when he sealed a finger on my lips.
"I'm trying to help you,Kyran." He said as he read the scratched out words on my paper. I tried to stretch my arm out and grab it but he kept moving and blocking me with his free hand. I just hope it wasn't readable enough for him.
Prince hummed as he continued reading. I could only sit there and cover my red face with my hands.
"Y'know, people like poetic sounding letters, needs some more..emotion! Feeling! Drama! into it. You got that?" Prince dramatically made gestures as he spoke. I knew he knows how to speak french and all but since when was this guy knowledgeable enough to write these kinds of stuff? "To give example,"
He sat on the chair across me, leaned closer to my desk and held my hands in his. "No letter is enough to express the longing I feel deeply inside. No word could ever describe your meaning to my life.""My soul is set in flames the each time we share a glance. Or when your eyes twinkle like the stars each time you laugh so charmingly."
"A treasure like you is a treasure one wishes to own, a passionate desire that leads me to greed as I wouldn't want to lose you from my grasp."
"If only, my darling, you'd allow me to fulfill this desire as I will gladly fulfill yours."
He held my hands tighter and turned to me with a soft, caressing expression.
"Tu es mon amour, et tout ce que j'adore."
I pulled my hands away from his (and might have hit his face) to cover the bright red tint on my cheeks. He smiled and laughed lightheartedly. "I'm guessing I did quite well. Does that give you a bit of inspiration?""You really shouldn't be straight up flirting with people out of the blue." I muttered. Prince raised a brow, "I was?"
I looked at him dead in the eyes. He had no bitter reaction, instead he cheekily smiled.
"Soooo, is that a yes?"
"Of course."
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