YAELOKRE

"I knew." 12

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I do plan on getting to the like singer part and whatever, but for now (and the next like.. 3 chapters?) they're js gonna be getting used to everything and what not

"The drawings." You mutter, recalling the drawing that looked eerily similar to you in his room a few days ago.

"Uhm.. can I admit something a bit.. awkward?" You ask, a bit afraid to say it but you wanna own up to it.

"When you went to grab the pajamas, I got nosy and looked around your room." You say, pausing before looking to gauge his reaction. Seeing his look of confusion to wanting to giggle made you feel better.

"And when I was looking, I found a drawing that looked similar to me. It was weird. That's why I asked you to cover your ears when I was talking to Perrine because I didn't know if you would judge me or something, y'know?" You say, your face burning hot with embarrassment.

"Oh my sweet Angel.. I would never judge you. Never." he says comfortingly, gently rubbing the back of your head with his thumb, almost coddling you.

"Look, I don't care you rummaged through, I don't mind you talked to her without me. Okay?" He says, moving your hands away from your face gently as he smiles warmly at you.

"But I know it may seem odd, I can understand if it upsets you or makes you uncomfortable. If it does, I'm sorry." He says, pulling you into his arms tight. He gently rubs back and forth on your upper arm.

"No, it doesn't necessarily make me uncomfortable, it's just.. strange. But in a way, it's cute." You comment, smiling as you rub into his chest a little.

"Do you wanna go on a little walk? We can tire ourselves out.. or.. ooh wait never mind I have a cute idea." He says as he stands up, pulling you up with him as you two walk in, grabbing the plates.

"Who's gonna do the dishes?" Kingsley asks out, Clémmie randomly popping up. "Me. Or at least it's my week to." She says, a faint groan leaving her mouth after she spoke.

"Haha. Good luck I dunno." Kingsley says jokingly, walking off. You on the other hand stay back just to chat. "Kingsley kinda taught me how to sew.. I was planning on like asking him to help me with making small stuffed animals. Do you want one?" You ask, a small smile on your face.

(Yes I know it's out of the blue hush ur getting a side quest)

"Oh, sure!" She says with a smile, walking into the kitchen to clean the plates. You nod with a smile, walking off to catch up with Kingsley. Thankfully, he had waited for you.

"Hi, Fiddlestick." He says with a smile, grabbing your hand as he hums, you couldn't help but stifle out a laugh at his name, shaking your head lightly.

"You're so strange." You say as you two walk back to his bedroom once more. "Oh yeah don't you have a bunch of flowers in your pajamas pocket?" You question, Kingsley freezing. "Oh fart I do." He mutters in embarrassment for forgetting something so simple.

(Sorry for innerupting the story but I js wanted to thank yall sm for not only "enjoying" this but like #3 IN INDIE AND #2 IN WIP?? Yall I love u sm ik that's like super shit and whatever it's nothing notable but this is my first time writing for a bunch of strangers and not like my friends so this is like insane to me and like 2k reads??? I love u guys sm)

"Come on let's see if they're even alive." He says as he lets out a faint laugh, smiling as he walks to the bedroom, opening the door for you as the two walk in.

He begins rummaging through the pants pockets of the pajamas before pulling out semi dead flowers. "Well fart.." he murmurs. "They're kinda ugly.." you comment, holding back a laugh as Kingsley glares. He stares at you in annoyance before sneezing in his arm so hard the flower petals come off.

"Oh." You two say in unison as you stare at each other before laughing so hard tears well in your eyes. Hearing the manic giggling Perrine walks in, seeing what was happening. "Are you two okay?" She questions, seeing the predicament she can't help but giggle as she walks off with a sigh.

"Lovebirds.." she mutters. She adored hearing you two around each other. It was endearing. As the laughter died down soon after, you both wiped the tears from your eyes. "You're such a dunce." You say to the embarrassed boy.

"It's not my fault they came off!" He whined back spitefully. "Yeah but it is your fault for having a DAD SNEEZE." You say over dramatically as you both begin laughing so hard once more he almost falls over.

You double over practically wheezing at this point, as Kingsley begins to- or at least tries to talk. "I- I farted." Oh my god this nasty little bug.

You two laugh even harder, unable to stop as everyone else walks in to see why you two are laughing, seeing you guys on the floor, red and unable to breathe from laughter they leave almost immediately.

Not because it looks weird but because of the STENCH. No seriously what are yall feeding that 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 of nature??

Regardless, it takes yall a while to collect yourselves. Once you manage to you sigh, wiping your tears as you hug the flustered, smaller teen.

"You're so nasty Ki-ki." You murmur as you sit down on the bed, rubbing your face as you sigh. "What's your idea so great Kingsley?" You ask as you curl up, watching him sit across from
you at the foot of the bed.

"Do you wanna paint and every so often we switch?" He asks excitedly, smiling as he stares at you, seeing your expression change to one of excitement.

"Oh my god yes." You say excitedly, practically vibrating in excitement. For some reason, you were weirdly excited.

He nodded, grabbing your hand as he guides you to the lounge, humming as you two walk off. "I'm so excited.." He mutters to himself, a huge smile on his face.