Fluffy Oneshots

The Love That Wouldn't Fade 1

Kavin sighed as he rubbed his temples, already exhausted by the conversation.

Kavin: "Every time, don't scold me. Just say something nice instead."

Thyme: "Why should I?"

Kavin: "Because I am human."

Thyme: "If you're human, then you should understand this."

Kavin (frowning): "Understand what?"

Thyme (gritting his teeth): "That I am in terrible agony."

Kavin's brows furrowed as he studied Thyme's face. There was something different in his voice—something raw, something desperate.

Kavin: "Tell me, what is it? You keep hinting at something, but I don't understand."

Thyme (frustrated): "Kavin, are you that dumb?"

Kavin (raising his hands defensively): "Don't scream, Thyme. You don't have to be so loud."

Thyme (voice shaking): "I am being loud because I can't control my love for you anymore!"

Kavin (stunned): "What?"

Thyme (pleading): "I love you, darling. Please accept me. I thought if I scolded you, these feelings would disappear. I thought I could push you away, but I can't. I can't scold you anymore. I—I'm burning with love for you."

Kavin (taking a deep breath): "Okay, calm down."

Thyme: "How can I calm down? What is your answer?"

Kavin (hesitant): "Thyme... Can I please think about this?"

Thyme (eyes darkening): "Why? Don't you love me?"

Kavin (looking away): "You always scold me... and now, I'm scared of you. I—I need some distance to clear my head."

Thyme (panicking): "No! Not even for a second—I can't let you go! I've had enough, Kavin. Please, don't be scared of me. I love you so much that I can't even control myself. I want to hold you close—damn it! I buried these feelings for years, but I can't anymore. I need you."

Kavin: "Thyme, please, calm yourself—"

Thyme (laughing bitterly): "You've driven me completely insane with love, and now you're telling me to calm down?"

Kavin (softly): "I didn't do anything."

Thyme (shaking his head): "I know, my love. But I'm a fool. I'm madly in love with you. Can this crazy man at least get a kiss?"

Kavin: "Thyme, I told you—I need time."

Thyme (grinning playfully): "But a kiss won't hurt. I promise, just a peck."

Kavin (narrowing his eyes): "You're looking at me like a wild animal. How can I trust you?"

Thyme: "Kavin, please... only a peck. I won't ask for more."

Kavin (sighing, after a long pause): "Hmm... okay."

Thyme's lips curled into a delighted grin. He stepped closer, his eyes locked onto Kavin's face like he had been waiting for this moment forever. At first, he only stared, drinking in every inch of Kavin's features. Kavin, feeling awkward, gave Thyme a light slap on the chest.

But before Kavin could react, Thyme grabbed him suddenly, pulling him close and pressing soft kisses all over his face. Kavin gasped, but before he could speak, Thyme claimed his lips in a deep, longing kiss. It was overwhelming—raw, desperate, filled with years of suppressed love. Thyme carried Kavin into the bedroom, still kissing him, and gently laid him on the bed.

Kavin (breathless): "Thyme... stop."

Thyme (startled, pulling back): "Oh—sorry. Okay."

Kavin (blinking, trying to steady himself): "What did you just do?"

Thyme (guilt flashing across his face): "I—I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself."

Kavin sighed, running a hand through his hair.

Thyme (whispering): "I love you."

Kavin: "I know. You told me that."

Thyme (hesitant): "I want to marry you."

Kavin (closing his eyes, exhaling deeply): "Let me at least give you an answer first."

Thyme (dramatic): "Please don't take too long! I'll die waiting!"

Kavin (rolling his eyes): "Hmm... can I go now, please?"

Thyme (pouting): "One more kiss?"

Kavin (firmly): "Thyme, you need to control yourself."

Thyme (groaning): "My God! I've controlled myself all my life, and now you're asking me to wait again? I want to love you as much as I can!"

Kavin (amused): "Then wait until I say yes."

Thyme (grinning mischievously): "Fine. But tomorrow morning, I'm coming to see you."

Kavin (raising an eyebrow): "No, I'll call you. Until then, you wait."

Thyme (grumbling): "Hmph. Fine. Can I at least get a hug?"

Kavin (chuckling): "No."

Thyme (pouting dramatically): "Hmph... okay."

Kavin turned to leave, but he was secretly smiling. He loved Thyme too. He just wasn't ready to say it yet.