ᴍᴀʀᴀᴜᴅᴇʀs ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs (ᴍᴀʀᴀᴜᴅᴇʀs x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

ᴘᴀɴᴄᴀᴋᴇs ғᴏʀ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ

summary/prompt: James Potter x reader, Pancakes for Dinner my Lizzie McAlpinewarning(s): heavy anxiety omg, plane crash-ish?

Don't wanna be forward

Don't wanna cross a line

"I can't believe you're leaving!" Lily whined, wrapping her arms around my waist tightly.

"I'll be gone for two weeks, Lils." I said with a soft smile.

"Two weeks is a lot, I agree with Lily." Sirius said, walking up to us and giving me a hug as well. "I'll miss you, I guess." He teased and I pinched his arm before locking eyes with my best friend, James Potter.

We said nothing as he threw his arms around me, "Only two weeks?"

I nodded, "Only two."

But if I were to crash in this plane tonight

I'd want you to know this

"What happened?" I asked my mom as we were heading towards our gate in the airport.

"Apparently a plane going out malfunctioned and crashed to the ground. Thankfully they hadn't gotten very high up in the air so everyone survived, but that's still scary." She explained and my breath hitched.

"How much time do we have until we need to board?"

"Two hours, your dad wanted to be early."

I nodded as she sat down on the waiting chairs, "I'm gonna go to the desk over there, is that okay?" She nodded as she pulled out her book and began reading.

Don't wanna say too much

Intrude on your space

I pondered for a minute, an empty piece of paper in front of me and a muggle pen I stole from our hotel in my hand. I didn't want to be too forward about my feelings to James, but I didn't want to get in a crash and not be able to say them at all. Better safe than sorry?

Don't wanna say too much

Intrude on your space

Dear James,

I'd like to start this letter off by saying a plane leaving the airport, not even two hours before mine, has gone down. As far as I know, there were no fatalities. The plane wasn't high enough in the air to do any fatal damage to anyone once it went down. It does not, however, relieve the fear I feel boarding a plane, instead it only adds fuel to the fire.

Oh, and to tell you is too scary

So I'll just say something else

I need to confess my secrets to you, in case something happens and I can't anymore. This scares me more than the chance of a plane crash does, but I can't die without you knowing. I'll be using a special method of getting this letter to you, so you receive it almost the moment I send it. That is, if Dumbledore taught it to me well.

And I wish that you could hear me

When I talk to myself

You're my best friend, you're the most important thing ever to me. You make all the bad feel okay, and the good feel even better. You're always there for me, whether I'm being an absolute bitch to you or sobbing my eyes out, you're right there with me. You mean the world to me, James. But I cannot stand the term best friend. Everytime you say it, it's like a punch in the gut.