Time Travelers《Trunks X Reader》

Chapter 2

Y/N's P.O.V

After Trunks and I told my mother what we were planning to do, things got a little ugly. Mom started yelling at Trunks, saying things like, "You're just like your father! Trying to take away an innocent girl and 'change' her. Well, I won't have it!" and, "You're not going anywhere with my precious baby!" Yeah, it was hectic, but after some 'convincing,' (meaning we knocked her out) Trunks and I were in the time machine and on the way to the past. Trunks told me it would take literally twenty-four hours to time travel, so I decided to get into a semi-comfortable position. Then I looked over at Trunks, and I realized that I really wish I had something soft to lean on... sure, I could lean on the wall, but that would be uncomfortable. So, I decided to go for a risky tactic. Trunks had his right arm resting on the back of the seat, so I slowly started leaning closer to him. Eventually, I decided to just go for it, so I leaned on him, pulling my right arm up and resting my hand at the bottom of the left side of his neck. I also let my head lay on his shoulder as I snuggled up to him a little. I felt him almost jump in surprise as our bodies made contact and I wondered how he would react to this. I was hoping it wouldn't be negative, as he was quite a comfortable pillow. Any fears I may have had were swept away when Trunks wrapped his right arm around me and pressed his cheek against my head. The comforting warmth that spread through my body at our continued snuggling made me smile. I heard him sigh contentedly, and I assumed he was felling similar. I have been wondering something recently. Does Trunks like me? I could just ask him but, if I'm wrong it would be embarrassing. But, judging by what we're doing right now, I think he does. Heck, it'd make me happy. I have liked him for a while, but I didn't want to risk our friendship, so I decided to wait for him to say something. I let my thoughts lull me to sleep as I sank into the warmth of my best friend.

Trunks' P.O.V

She's so beautiful when she sleeps. I wish I had the courage to tell her how I feel... but I fear her rejection. What if she feels differently? What if she shoves me away? What if she begins to hate me? These are things that I don't want to know. So for now, I will say nothing, and enjoy what I do have. She snuggled up to me like I was a relative or a boyfriend... I could not be more grateful for this moment. I can feel her steady heartbeat against my chest, and it's so calming. I wish I could hold her forever, I wish I never had to let go, I wish we could be more than friends. I let out a small sigh. Whatever happens, I will defend her with my life. I will never let anything happen to her. And when I have the courage to tell her how I feel, I will, and I will simply hope she returns my affections. My thoughts haunt my mind, and I slowly drift off to sleep.