FruitBowlOfGay Love you, bae. 😩🤭 (also not proofread. 😘)
Forgot to mention, english isn't my first language soooo 😨😈
It was late, really late. Like, really, really late. Fortunately, it wasn't a school night and Jackie had invited the soccer team for a sleepover.
Everybody was joking around, laughing, talking, vibing, whatever! It was all in good fun and in good intentions.
You got along with everyone greatly, and you thought highly of everybody. Well, they'd never compared to what you thought about Van.
Van Palmer, the cute ginger who had infiltrated the headquarters of your mind and appeared at every meeting your thoughts had scheduled and held, at every corner of your smooth, circle brain. (That means you're stupid. Deal with it.)
Van and her goofy, joke-ster little attitude is what had got you intrigued in the first place.
Then came how beautiful she was. Her bright hazel eyes which always lit up even the darkest of your days.
Her beautiful smile which always encouraged you when you felt unsure and or insecure.
Her beautiful orange hair which always shone like the sun, but that might be because of how oily it gets. You're not sure.
Last, but first in your opinion, her selflessness. She always made you feel welcome even when you were new.
She was perfect. No, perfection was her. Perfection was the word you'd based around her. Van Palmer..-
"Yoohoo? You okay there? Did Natalie get you drunk or something?" She flicked your forehead, reviving you and your damned social battery.
"Do i need to get Jackie to call the ambulance or..?" She joked, smacking your back.
"By the way, Jackie and Shauna already chose the sleeping arrangements, just wanted you to know."
Oh, great. The only person you told about your crush on Van, was Jackie. And without a doubt, 100%, Jackie told Shauna.
As much as you love yourself, (love yourself queen) you wish you could kill yourself right now.
Knowing Jackie, she and Shauna probably have a plan. A plan that you don't know if is going to be good or will bring the absoloute Chernobyl to you and Van's friendship.
(Timeskip, 1 hour later)
You and the rest got ready for bed, tired as absoloute shit. The time being 2:45 am. No shit you're tired.
And as you expected, the sleeping arrangements are all normal, average, until you realize that you and Van are the next pair.
You don't know if you wanna explode in joy or in agony. Guess you'll see.
(Another timeskip, but it's 5 minutes 😘)
You and Van got ready for bed, snuggling into the blankets that Jackie had so generously offered to the group.
(Another one, 35-40 minutes later)
You can't sleep. It's currently 3:15 right now, and you're tired. But insomnia really decided to kick in and say 'No.' In the rudest way possible.
God really woke up today and chose violence.
You got up, tiptoeing around, not wanting to wake the others up and disturb them this early/late? I don't know.
Ending up in Jackie's kitchen, you pulled out a glass cup from the top cabinet and opened the sink, waiting for the water to run before filling the cup and chugging it, not bothering to turn on the lights.
As you were about to turn back, you felt a presence behind you. You then heard the voice you'd recognize anywhere, behind you. In a sleepy tone, she whispered;
"B-boo..!" She struggled to keep her self awake.
You chuckled at her disheveled state. Her hair messy, her eyes with bangs under, her lips in that iconic shape everyone unintentionally makes when they're still sleepy.
She pouted. You thought she was joking, when she started to laugh. You were right, she was joking. No plot twists.
"I'm kinda mad you laughed at my futile attempts at scaring you." She giggled to herself.
Right then, you two when into a deep conversation about how you thought Oreo's are only good when you want Oreo's only and not just some 'cookies'.
She started to talk about a random topic you couldn't quite wrap your head around due to the fact your eyes were glued to her mouth, but you didn't read a single word that fell out of it.
Due to the fact your ears were listening to her voice, but everything that came out sounded like gibberish.
You laughed again, causing her to pout once more.
"Come onnn! Listen to me!" You blocked your ears, just to tease her.
"Take me seriously!" You just stuck your tongue out.
She then said something you never thought would escape her mouth or would even enter her thoughts.
"I like you."
You almost spit the nonexistent water that you drank five minutes ago after hearing those words.
"Okay, now that i have your attention-" You cut her off, placing her on the counter, your hand resting behind her head to not bump it onto to the edge of the top cabinet.
"Are you even listening dudee-"
You kissed her.
Her eyes widened.
"C-come on.. Stop cutting me off-"
You kissed her again, this time she kissed back though.
After a few seconds you pulled away, wiping your mouth and quickly walking back to your makeshift bed on the floor, this time falling asleep immediately.
Leaving Van stunned. Still on the counter though.
"What the fuck..?" She muttered to herself, touching her lips as if to understand if she was dreaming or imagining everything that just happened.
"HELL YEAH!" She yelled proudly, not realizing how loud she was.
"Oops.." She rushed back to the bed, next to you.
YOU ARE READING
Compulsive Actions, Intrusive Thoughts. (Yellowjackets Oneshots)
Любовные романыi need somewhere to write my delulu imagines 😩 Also, ALL ARE WLW/GL SINCE I'M GAY. But if i don't specify any private parts only limited to f, it can be read as gn.
