"Rose, I promise that I'm okay with living alone. Terezi has taught me a lot on how to survive blindly. I swear I'll be okay." I told my dear friend.
"I don't know, F/N. I believe that you are capable of caring for yourself, it has just got me concerned that something will go wrong. Are you sure you don't want someone to come stay with you? Just to make sure you don't accidentally run off a cliff?"
"I'm okay! I can smell obstacles from a mile away, and I can watch movies by listening and smells. I promise you I'll be safe." I said but Rose's head was pointing to her phone from what I could smell. I cocked my head at an angle and realised she was in a serious mood.
"Rose, you didn't."
"What are you talki-He's only going to watch out for you!" She said.
"ROSE!" I nearly screamed, my rage seeping out of my ears. "I don't need to be looked after!" I cried out with hot tears streaming down my pinking face. I lost my independence, my perseverance, and everything that made me feel happy. I couldn't care for myself and that frustrated me beyond compare.
"FINE! YOU KNOW WHAT?!?! FINE! YOU WIN, ROSE LALONDE!" I said, sniffing back to my room and slamming the door with all the power in my arms.
-----Few Days Later-----
"Just settle in, John. Please be kind to her and keep any conversations lighthearted. She's very independent and extremely stubborn, so please be reasonable." Rose kindly said from the other side of my door as a dark haired boy that smelled kind of nice moved into the other room. I scowled and raised the sound of the movie that was playing which happened to be Ghost Rider. I was happy, but angry at Rose. I heard her leave and a soft cleared throat muffled through the oak door.
"Uh, Y/N?" A sweet voice stated as I tried my best to ignore him. The handle clicked and the door swung open. The room quickly filled with a smell of blue, immaturity, and perfect boyfriend material. I chuckled at myself with that thought and I turned to him.
"Hello. Wanna watch?" Sure he was a stranger in my home, but I would get to know him and possibly more.... When he awkwardly sat down next to me, my heart fluttered at a million miles a second. Before I knew it, I was laying on my back as John played with my hair.
"Nic Cage is the best."
"I know, John. You've said this a lot." I laughed and I could smell a soft floral colour in the air signalling a strong blush from his pale cheeks. I sat up, kissed John's cheek and ran out of the room.
"F/N!!! GET BACK HERE SO I CAN KISS YOU AGAIN!" He giggled as he chased me around.
"THIS ISNT FAIR! IM A BLIND GIRL! MEAN!" I said as I turned the corner into a pair of warm arms wrapped around my frail shoulders.
"Gotcha." John said while tilting my head up and pressing his lips to mine. I think I'd like this time with him. Really like it.
