~Do You Feel Us Falling?~
~Demigod_Bookworm~
~NEW USERNAME: TwiceBakedPot8o~
~Highest Ranking: #135 in fanfiction~
(Y/N) (M/N) (L/N) was a fourteen-year-old girl when her parents died. She was fourteen when she became all alone in the world. She had...
(Have this cute Dave + kittens... I'm sorry for my future actions... Also trying out the new multimedia feature!)
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I felt her hands on my chest. Confused, I opened my eyes, just in time to be pushed away.
"Dave..." Her beautiful (e/c) eyes darted away from me.
"What?" Chills ran down my spine. "You don't want my kisses anymore? They're not good enough anymore?" I spat, a hole opening in my chest.
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"That's not it, Dave, and you know it," she whispered angrily, her voice choked with sadness.
I did know.
I had been the one to break it off.
I can't expect to return and find everything just the way I left it.
"I..."
Reader's POV
"I... I'm sorry..." Dave looked down, his cheeks red with embarrassment and guilt. "I just- it was just so nice to see you again... I missed you a lot, you know."
You weren't ready to trust him- you didn't know if you ever were going to- even though his voice melted with shame.
You felt the need to speak. "I'm sorry, too... I should've been more open minded, but I can't believe you didn't tell me..." You watched the top of his platinum blonde head fall and hang.
Dave reached a hand up to his face and pinched the bridge of his nose, then wiped his eyes with his sleeve. He pulled the sleeve away, and you noticed it was wet. His cheeks glistened as tears poured out and around his shades; Dave Strider was crying... because of you?
