Prompt by- Melsbakeryyy
Aidens had a hard week.
But when somebody takes notice of this,
And gives him something thoughtful, something that's completely out of character for that person,
Maybe he'll feel better.
Ashlyn's P.O.V
He's been a lot more quiet.
That's the first thing I noticed,
Aiden always had a certain.. feeling that followed close behind him. He was odd, that's for sure, but it was something else.
Something that he's lost over the past couple of days.
And it made me feel a little—upset? I feel like upset is to strong of a word.
It started to bother me. Yeah, that's a better example.
I've tried to talk to Aiden multiple times about it, but he just gave me an exaggerated smile and said that everything was okay. It's obviously not, I've caught him multiple times, without his grin, zoned out.
It reminded me of that picture of his parents and him in his house.
God I hate that picture.
He looked sad. Too sad for the Aiden I know now.
I break away from my thoughts, and focus on the scattered objects surrounding me. For some reason—my mind went to making him a gift basket. I think Taylor's cheesy ideas are beginning to rub off on me, I let out a small chuckle at how if you told me a year ago I'd be making a sentimental gift basket for somebody—I think my head just might've exploded.
I tried my best to think of things he liked. I don't have the best memory when it comes to remembering small things about people—but I know just enough about Aiden.
I know he likes puzzles, and I know he likes sweet things, he likes stickers and drawing. So, I got him some coloring supplies, smiley faced stickers, a stupid amount of candy, and 2 puzzles that I'm positive he doesn't own.
But most importantly, I want to write him a note—no I AM writing him a note.
I just want to let hm know he feels appreciated, but I'm trying not to overdo anything.
As I finish, what I think is an alright note, I sigh a little. Once again, I glance over everything I had bought for him. I know Aiden's a sucker for gifts, but I'm not sure how he'd react to this. Hopefully I'm not stepping over any boundaries by going this big.
Wait.
What am I even talking about? Aiden doesn't even know the definition to what a boundary is, he'd be grateful no matter what.
I carefully arrange the items in a square basket I found lying around my house, I catch myself being strangely careful with the gifts as if they may break. Lastly I tuck in the card, I made it a little hidden just in case anybody saw it before him.
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FanfictionPosting these because there aren't enough out there😭 Most of these will be fluff, but not all so u less you request an angst shot or I'm feeling a bit emo that's when they won't be that cutesy