Andrew's POV:
I once dreamt of a vast green field filled with daisies. In that field I danced to my heart's content. I laughed, I smiled, I felt free. I felt as if I was the only soul in the entire world. The daisies were welcoming, and the wind blowing caressed me gently. The clouds above danced along with me, and I smiled happily.
In that field, I saw a person, a face that was blurred. The last few moments of the dream were that person hugging me and saying, "I'll always be there for you." Before I could ask their name, I was weeping in my bed.
To this day I search for this person, the comfort they gave me. I believed that I would find this person one day and my life would be complete, that I would be happy once more. In a field of daisies, the only thing I'd be looking at is them.
Tonight, I saw that dream once more. That figure, it approached me again. In the same field of dais ies, it called out my name. I ran to it, to feel that warm embrace again, to know it's name. I needed to feel that comfort once more. I needed this happiness back in my life.
I ran to the figure and hugged it like it was the end of the world. I didn't wanna let go, heck I couldn't let go. I needed to spend as many moments as I could with it before it disappeared again. Who knows if it'll ever reappear again.
The figure hugged me back, and softly whispered into my ears, "I'm always there for you, Andrew. Look around and you'll find me sooner than you expect."
The figure sounded odly familiar. I started sobbing in my dream, because I missed that embrace more than anything. So when I looked up at it once more, the blurry lines had disappeared, and revealed the most handsome face I had ever seen. Indeed, it was Nathan's face. The warmth, it was his. And I melted into the embrace.
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I woke up when the bright ray of sunshine seeped in through the thick black curtains. I slowly opened my eyes to see a sleeping Nathan holding me in his arms. I immediately blushed fifty shades of red and jolted away from him. Maybe this was a bad idea cause it woke him up too.
Instead of saying anything, he pulled me right back in and held me tighter.
"Stay..." He said in a husky voice.
I couldn't help but obey like a lapdog.
After letting out a sigh, I replied with a faint "alright." I doubt he even heard it.
"Sleep with me, just a lil longer." He said quietly, almost too quiet for me to hear. That's unusual for the Nathan I know. Regardless, I shifted closer to him, but not too close as I didn't wanna send my lil fella to cloud 9 this early in the morning. Before I knew it, I had fallen asleep again under Nathan's warm embrace.
After what felt like a good while,I woke up to the smell of freshly made pancakes. I slowly got up and sat down on the bed. Nathan was standing right infront of me with a plate on his hand.
"Are these...for me...?" I asked with my half open eyes.
"Duh, now eat up." He grinned.
I took the plate from his hand and started devouring the pancakes. But after taking a few bites I felt full. I usually can't eat very much in the morning, and I skip meals all the time. So I just took a few bites and set the plate aside.
"Hey what's wrong? Are they that bad?" He asked with a concerned frown on his face.
"No no, d-don't get the wrong idea. I loved the pancakes a-alot, really. Especially with the b-berries and the whipped cream. It's just that I'm not really in the mood f-for eating and I feel a bit full. I h-hope you understand." I blurted out so fast I doubt any of it made sense to him.
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Bittersweet Strawberries
RomanceAndrew is an introverted guy who's also a bit of a weeb. He has bad anxiety (which has its own triggers but it doesn't deprive him of the ability to make friends) and sometimes thinks negatively of himself. It doesn't help that he's gay and he hides...