HermitCraft One Shots - Multi Ships

Unrequitted Love - ZIT Trio P1

I M P U L S E

I hated feeling like this. Sick and tired of falling in love only to be rejected in turn. I've come to terms with the thought that maybe I'm not good enough, skinny enough or even worth it to anyone. So I made a vow to never fall for or act on my feelings ever again. I'll just end up hurt in the end. And I honestly think that Skizzleman is getting annoyed at me, picking up the broken shattered pieces of my heart when it breaks.

But this time is worse. It's two of my best friends. Tango and Zed had boyfriends of their own. Etho and Ren.

The two of them have been spending all their free time with either their boyfriends or other hermits. They act as if I was just a nobody. I sighed. Maybe they found out about my feelings towards them and want to avoid me because they didn't want to lead me on.

Whatever the case was, I was loosing hope on that thing called love. I didn't believe in love, or soulmates or even romance anymore, too focused on my hatred for Valentine's day.

I'm not made to be loved. Of course, I still have the best friends. Everyone else on the server.

Apparently, EX told me that only two on the server at a time can get Hanahaki. Right now, Doc and Iskall both have it. And I can tell that their love will be returned. All four are just being oblivious idiots.

I'm in the shopping district heading towards the permit office to talk to Grian when I saw movement. Specifically red and blonde. Tango. And I saw Etho with him. They were leaving Xisuma's diamond shop to the left of the permit office. Neither one spared a glance at me as they walked past me, talking about Bdubs and.. cotton candy? I shrugged.

Was there truly no one to talk to about my feelings? I didn't want to go to Skizz again. Would talking to Grian really make a difference? I sighed again and went into the office.

The blue-eyed boy was just stocking some shelves with some books and journals to write in. He turned and jumped.

"Jeez. Ever heard of knocking? You scared the begeezers out of me. I nodded a bit. "Sorry." I replied. He shook his head. "So anyways, can I ask why you're here? Need a new permit?" I shook my head.

"I think I'm cursed." He looked at me funny going to sit at his desk. "Why do you think that?" He asked me. I shrugged. "Am I just unlovable?" He shook his head. "No. Why would you think this?" I sighed and told him about my past romantic.. ehm. Endeavors..

He thought about it then spoke up. "I'm not all that great with romance too. And it's okay to not be. Although if you want real advice, might want to talk to the resident therapist." I nodded. "Thanks G." He nodded. "I hope you are okay." He waved. I waved back and nodded and left in search.

Joe Hills was planting some flowers when I came up to him. "Howdy, Impulse, how can I help ya?" He asked, his accent coming through.

"I'm having romance problems. I was hoping you could help me." I sighed for the upteenth time that day.

(Didn't know how to end this, sorry.)