Forget Me Not [Four BFB x Reader]

Day Eight

⁂This chapter is initially written from Four's perspective, please keep that in mind! ☆⁂

The hours flew by quicker than you'd expected. After (O/N) had gotten you settled with the group, everything else came naturally. Of course, you mainly hung around them and X, only talking to the others briefly. For a time, you chased your yellow bestie; just going around and around the picnic blanket for about thirty minutes. You both enjoyed that, thoroughly! Then, at one point, you'd tried to get (O/N) to taste this carbonated apple juice drink *you* enjoyed. But, ended up spilling some on them.... That was embarrassing.

But, they were quick to reassure you and tell you it was okay! So, you poured the rest on them. Since they liked it so much!

You got scolded by the others for that.

By now, everything was beginning to wind down. Some of your former contestants had already began to depart, leaving remarks of doing this again sometime in their wake. You didn't pay much attention to it. Now that you'd calmed down and were relaxing; you'd found yourself distracted by some odd thoughts flooding your head. You tepidly kicked your feet back and forth as you sat, appearing calm outwardly.... but inside, your mind was hectic.

Slowly, you raised your hand up and brushed it against the forget-me-not (O/N) had given you. A strange feeling surged through you. The same one you had felt earlier when the object had originally given it to you. Not understanding, you swiftly lowered your hand back down and away from it. There must be something wrong with that plant! Every time you think about it or touch it.... that weird, fluttery feeling creeps up your body. And, it makes your face feel warm. You don't like it.

But, you like (O/N).... You glance over at them, laughing at something Woody was trying to convey to them whilst Blocky struggled to help interpret it. They must've felt your gaze, because they, too, looked over. And your eyes met. They began to smile at you, softly. The way they always do. That feeling returns and you avert your eyes. You don't understand what that fuzziness is! And when you don't understand something, you get anxious. And when you get anxious.... you get angry.

Sharpening your fingertips into points, you drove them into the picnic blanket below to relieve some of that stress. The anger inside you quickly faded, however, as you watched (O/N) rise from the blanket with a yawn. Arms raised above themself as they stretched.

"I think it's time for me to head out."

Already? Your eyes rose to the sky, only just now noticing its darkening hue. It's once wispy, white clouds now thick and light gray in coloration. Looks like rain.... Still, the wind was light and warm, brushing against your face as you watched (O/N) begin to distance themself from the group. They stopped to look toward you, raising their hand up in a wave.

"Bye, Foursie."

You swallowed thickly at the nickname, unable to reply. Once they'd gone out of the range of visibility, you snapped your attention onto X. Disappearing into thin air and reappearing right next to them. You snatched them up in your arm.

"Eeep! Four?"

"Time for us to go too, X! Y'look tired."

"Whuh- but, I'm not-"

Their attempts at denying the claim fell on deaf ears, as you'd already begun dragging them away from the remaining objects.