Mishca walked out of the bathroom and to his girlfriend, he stole some money from his 'parents' to register her for school here, and embraced her lovingly. "Oh my love.." he sighed out, still in disbelief that she was actually here. Talia hugged him back and kissed his nose. True Ukrainian boy enjoyed the kiss but he didn't want to be seen as weak so he kissed her with grand passion.
After a moment, the two walked around campus, under the impression that mishca was merely showing her around, and talked. The school wasn't very big so they had to walk slowly. Mishca stopped in front of a classroom, he didn't have this class...why is he here? This would be his 3rd time stopping.
He looked at the class label, "Creative Writing". Why the hell would he want to do that? Then he realized, he had been following Noel's class schedule. He had been subconsciously thinking of the poet but why? He left him crying on the floor, he left them in the bathroom, he left him alone and heartbroken so why did he all of a sudden care?...
Did Noel have a place with him? Did that poet mean something?
Tails tapped his shoulder as if to get him out of his thoughts, which it did. Mishca resumed walking with her but his mind was fixated on the question of why. Why this or why that. Why, why, why, why, WHY?!
His mind stopped when he saw Noel. They stopped walking. Mishca watches as Noel strutted his way over to a boy. A fairly handsome boy. The poet then kissed his cheek and a fire lit up inside Mishca. The same fire he felt when someone said that Talia wasn't real, the same fire as when someone said his mother and sister deserved to die, the same fire that has put motherfuckers in the hospital. He then watched the two walk away, laughing and smiling.
When the couple got home, he left Talia to his "room" and put her on the bed, she could distract him. That he was sure of. In the middle of their kisses, Talia held his face gently and spoke her best in English, "Boyfriend..is sad, why?" Mishca puts his hand on hers, " "Why are you sad?" is easier my love. but I'm not. I'm just distracted."
"By what?" The girl said.
"Um.. your beauty, моя любов.." Mischa said, which caused her to smile and the kisses to resume until late into the night when they turned into cuddles and the sound of his flower sleeping. As mishca stared up at the ceiling, a few single tears streamed down his face, he didn't know why or what was causing it but he didn't want to know. He sucked in a shaky breath and went to sleep.
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Ride The Cyclone OneShots (Plus some hc)
FanfictionUsed to be Just Mishca but am willing to write other ships, the only thing I probably won't write is Noel x Any girl. Other than that go wild.
