Y/n's pov
The following days passed in a surreal haze, filled with an unspoken understanding that lingered between us. We didn't directly address that kiss, but we spent hours together, the air charged with a new energy that felt both thrilling and comforting. This evening, we found ourselves in my room, sitting side by side on my bed, lost in conversation.
"Oh yeah, now I remember what I wanted to tell you!" I suddenly exclaimed, breaking the comfortable silence.
"Okay, shoot," Jax replied, looking at me with a curious expression.
"I think Ragatha has a crush on Pomni," I said bluntly, unable to hold back my excitement.
"Rags? With Pomni? Why the f#&€ do you think that?" Jax laughed incredulously.
"I mean, it's so f#&€ing obvious! The way she looks at her when she thinks no one is watching-it's like she's captivated! I think Pomni likes her too."
"If you say so... So, licorice hair would have a crush on the jester girl?" He smirked, and I rolled my eyes playfully.
"Just like you have a crush on me?" he teased.
"Shut up!" I said, my cheeks heating up instantly, confirming his playful jab.
"I don't-You're the one who-It's not my fault if you're hot!" I retorted, flustered.
"Oh, am I though?" he teased again, his grin widening.
"Shut up. And let me remind you that you do too," I countered, trying to regain some composure.
"Never said I didn't," he replied, and that only made me blush even more.
We fell into a comfortable silence, both of us aware of the unspoken tension that simmered beneath the surface. I could feel my heart racing as I considered whether to broach a topic that had been on my mind for a while now. Taking a deep breath, I finally spoke up. "So... I didn't really want to bring that topic up, but... what does this make us? I mean- I do-I-like you..." My voice trailed off, anxiety creeping in as I waited for his response.
He stayed silent for a few moments, a contemplative look crossing his face before he finally spoke. "Well... I thought I made it obvious, but I like you too..."
His cheeks were flushed, and I could swear he looked like a tomato at that moment. My heart soared at his admission, but I was still anxious. "Sorry if this sounds cheesy or anything-" I started, my own blush deepening. "But-would you-"
"Wanna be-" I struggled to find the right words, my mind racing.
"-my boyfriend?" I finally blurted out, my heart pounding in my chest.
It felt like an eternity before he leaned in, closing the distance between us, and placed his lips gently on mine. I felt a rush of warmth and relief as one of his hands settled on my shoulder and the other at the back of my head, drawing me closer. I placed my hands on his back, leaning into the kiss as if everything around us faded away. I wanted this moment to last forever.
When he finally pulled back slowly, the look on his face was the softest and most loving expression I had ever seen. He met my gaze and spoke softly, "Yeah. I do."
The end!
