Wednesday imagines

honey (e.o)

a yarn of ball 🧶

251 words

I had recently joined eugenes bee keeper club since I thought it would be fun.

also because I needed something to do.

but besides that I was having the most fun you could have with a guy and bees.

that guys name was eugene otinger.

he was in charge of the bees and stuff they always listened to him.

I think that was why he was an outcast.

Because he could control real bees. I wouldn't want someone like that on the streets.

but thats clearly just me.

it was far into the woods and hard to find most of the time. So many times I was late.

he said it was fine and I would get used to the trail but in the weeks I have been here i surely didn't.

but I finally found it and ended my thoughts when I saw eugene there.

"hey y/n!„ "hey eugene"

"actually we aren't going to do anything today I just wanted you to come so I could give you and ask you something. "

"what is it? "

he went back and got something.

"will you be my girlfriend„ he said faster then I could even react.

he gave me a jar of honey with hearts on the cover.

"i-i of course! I'm just a little caught off guard"

"yes!„ he silently celebrated.

"can we go? I've actually never said this but I'm kinda scared of these woods.."

"yeah come on"

hey what's happenin y'all