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Nickels' pov :
I sat alone in my room, the dim light from the bedside lamp casting long shadows on the walls. The silence was deafening, broken only by the occasional ticking of the clock. I had spent hours lost in my thoughts, replaying the events of the past few days over and over again in my mind.My heart ached with the weight of my mistakes, the memory of Balloon’s devastated expression haunting me.
I could still see the hurt in his eyes, the way his shoulders had slumped in defeat when he had found my diary. My diary, filled with angry, confused thoughts, scribbled in moments of frustration and fear. Thoughts that should have never seen the light of day, especially not by the person I cared about most in this world.I let out a shaky breath, my eyes stinging with unshed tears. Balloon had always been there for me, through thick and thin. He had been my rock, my confidant, and my closest friend. And I had betrayed him in the worst possible way.
The memory of the moment Balloon had found my diary.. what a time to see his face crumple as he read the hateful words. His eyes had filled with tears, and he had looked at me with such raw, unfiltered hurt that it felt like a punch to the gut.
I wish.. I wish I just could've said something.. my body stopped moving, and my legs were freezing. I was hesitating in fear, but I knew deep down, I could've just.. let go of that..
I should've tried to explain, to apologize, when I was in the clinic with him, but the words had stuck in my throat. How could I explain that those thoughts were born out of my own insecurities and fears?
That they were never meant to be a reflection of how I truly felt about him?In that moment, I had lost him. He had walked out of my life out in the wild, leaving me standing there, paralyzed by my own guilt and regret.
The days that followed were a blur of silence and distance. Balloon had withdrawn, and I had been too cowardly to confront the situation head-on.... I had given him space, hoping that time would heal the wound I had inflicted...
But with each passing day, the chasm between us only seemed to grow wider...
I can't do this shit forever.
sitting alone in my room, I couldn’t take it anymore. The thought of losing Balloon forever was too much to bear. My heart pounded in my chest, a relentless reminder of the love I still felt for him, despite everything.
But there was something else too fear. Fear that Balloon now hated me, that he would never forgive me for what I had written.I closed my eyes, the tears finally spilling over... I don't care if I'm seen as weak right now.
How could I make him understand that those words were a reflection of my old self, why did i have to be such a bitch back then, I knew the diary was not a true representation of my feelings for him? How could I make him see that he meant the world to me, that I couldn’t imagine my life without him?
The more I thought about it, the more desperate I became. I couldn’t lose Balloon. I couldn’t let my own mistakes destroy the most important relationship in my life. I had to do something, anything, to make things right.With a surge of determination, I wiped my tears and stood up.
I couldn’t sit here wallowing in self-pity any longer. I had to face him, to tell him how I truly felt. My heart pounded even harder at the thought, a mix of fear and hope coursing through me. What if he rejected me? What if he didn’t feel the same way?But what if he did? What if there was still a chance to salvage what we had? I couldn’t let fear hold me back any longer.
Taking a deep breath, I clenched myself and headed for the door. My legs felt heavy as I made my way down the hallway, each step echoing in the quiet house. I reached Balloon’s clinic room, my heart racing as I stood outside the door.For a moment, I hesitated, my hand hovering over the doorknob. What if he didn’t want to see me? What if my presence only made things worse? But I couldn’t turn back now. I had to try.
I took a deep breath, pushing open the door to Balloon's clinic room. Our argument replayed in my mind, the weight of my mistakes pressing heavily on my chest. Stepping inside, the room felt stiflingly quiet.Balloon sat on the edge of the bed, staring out the window. I hesitated, unsure of how to begin. Slowly, I approached the tension between us uncontrolled.
I gently placed my hands on Balloon's wrists, causing him to startle. He turned to me, eyes wide with surprise and uncertainty.
"N-Nickel...? W-what are you doing?"
Balloon's voice was barely above a whisper.
My heart pounded as I leaned in closer to him. Without another word, I pressed my lips gently against Balloon's, the warmth and familiarity of our connection flooding through me.
Balloon froze for a moment, his breath catching, before he leaned into the kiss, returning it with a mix of hesitation and longing.For a few precious seconds, everything else faded away the hurt, the misunderstandings, the uncertainty.
There was only the soft brush of our lips, the unspoken apology and longing we couldn't express in words.
Wait.. oh no.. what the fuck am I doing!? Shit shit shit shit!
I quickly let go, my breath unsteady.. balloon looked amazing and innocent, I'm so stupid why did I do that!? The only escape right now from this is...
Balloons pov :
Suddenly, Nickel let go and stood up, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and determination. Without another word, he turned and ran out of the room, leaving me sitting there in shock.
I stared at the door, my mind racing. The kiss, the moment, and then Nickel running off it was all too much to process.
I brought my hand to my lips, still feeling the ghost of his touch.As the reality of what just happened began to sink in, but even after all that, I couldn't help but smile. I wasn't sure where we stood, but one thing was clear. Nickel probably still cared, and maybe, just maybe, there was hope for us yet.
I missed him a lot, but I'm still too scared to face him... what if...
He hurts me again..?
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