FIREPOUND - god AU

.˚•_ CHAPTER 4

FIREBALL POV

I wake up, the soft light from the sun illuminating the.. room around me..?

I thought I fell asleep outside.. with..

pound.

I sit up, I'm on a bed.. I know that at the least this isn't my room.

pound walks into the bedroom and gazes at me, "ah- you're awake." he says with a soft smile. his soft blonde hair is bright under the sunlight.

"where am I?" I ask. he gazes away, "my room. you fell asleep on my shoulder last night and for some reason your door was locked." he says with a shrug.

"ah- right.. I locked that.." I mumble. gazing away for a second.

"isn't there another meeting today.. or something?" I mumble.

he thinks for a moment. "I think so. you should go back to your room and get ready." he says with a soft smile.

"yeah.. thanks." I mumble, getting out of his bed and walking out to my room.

I unlock my door and walk in, i sit on my bed and just.. think.

did i actually fall asleep on pound..? it feels like that isn't the first time either.. 

that feeling was.. familiar..

i brush it off for now, rising to my feet and walking toward my dressing room. i walk in and change into more formal clothes than my sleeping gowns.

firey cloth drapes around my body and i walk toward a dresser. putting on my flame shaped and crown and softly sighing.

i stare into my mirror, trying to think of what the meeting could possibly be for but my mind keeps wandering back to one topic..

or person rather..

pound.

ugh!! why can't i stop thinking of him.

this is dumb. i've never fallen in love before, a stupid god that i barely know isn't going to change that.

i say i barely know him but.. there's some deep set.. connection.. that i feel with him. like we were something more at some point or whatever.

no stop! this is dumb! fireball you're dumb, relationships are dumb and so is pound! you don't like him and nothing is changing that. 

i groan, running my hands down my face before getting up and sitting in my room.

i just need to get my mind off pound, and hopefully this dumb god meeting is it.

~˚. TIME SKIP: 7:02PM

i step into the meeting room, jester hat, beer keg, mirror and yearbook were already there.

they were just talking about stupid stuff. i sit down at the meeting table.

3 seats still open, 3 people to come..

I sit there, head down before hearing another person enter the room. i lift my head,

pound.