DEntoan - One-Shots

Powers - Part 1

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An alternative universe in which everyone has one power.
This power is a word.
If you have the power earth you have the full control of this word.
Everything about it belongs to you.
Of course there are different languages, that means if you have the word earth there can still be a person in Germany for example who has the word Erde (earth), means he has the same powers as well.  In every language there is one person for each word.
Even though people can have the same power, that doesn't mean they can use it as good as the other.
If you're a left hander it automatically means that you have a very important power. (Such as light, earth, water, death or life)

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Entoans PoV.

I freakin hated it. Everyone around me has a power that is somewhat important. And I have to go to the park every day to brush leaves that fell to the ground to the sides.
And every day there is this guy, watching me doing my job, probably making fun of my powers.
I wonder what his are. He seems really interested, while watching me.
But there's no one that has a more unimportant power than me.
I mean leaves...are you shitting me, universe?!
I cursed under my breath, while I brushed some of the leaves to the side.
I loved autumn the most. It was the only time that I was kind of important.
"Autumn is beautiful, isn't it?"
The guy on the bench suddenly said, looking at me. I wasn't quite sure if that question was directed at me, or not.
"Where you...talking to me?" "Of course! There's no one else here, is there?"
He chuckled and shook his head at my stupidity.
"Sorry, I was just...normally people don't talk to me.." "Yeah...I've noticed that. It's a shame, really!" "W...what?!" "You have a beautiful talent. It's a shame so few people notice." "Beautiful? Yeah, right! Let me twirl some leaves around for you!"
I said as I destroyed one of the piles. The guy chuckled and stood up. He was actually pretty tall...or I was just too short, as always.
"You'll learn to use it right, my friend. I wish I would've gotten as lucky as you with my talent!"
The stranger began to walk away. Something drew me to this man, so I stopped him by building a wall out of leaves in front of him.
"Was there something else you needed, my friend?" "My name is Entoan..."
I stuttered. His head was slightly turned in my direction, tho his back was still facing me. He smiled.
"My name is Donald, but my friends call me Dlive most of the time. What is your name?" "I just told-" "No, you didn't!"
I sighed. I haven't used that name in a while.
"My real name is Gunner. But...yeah...Entoan.."
He nodded and took something out of his jacket. A pen.
He walked in my direction and stopped right in front of me.
"May I have your hand?"
Dlive asked with a smirk on his face. I obeyed and held my hand in his direction.
He took my hand in his right and started to write with his left hand.

I should explain that being a left hander means great power.
If you have an important power like death, weather or earth it automatically means you're a lefty. It's just the way it is.

He finished writing his phone number and put the pen back in his pocket.
"I'll wait for a message!" "Don't worry! I'll text you!"
I smiled and finally let him go.

I had surprisingly much fun cleaning up the park that day.
I twirled them around, made them fly through the air, drawing patterns in the leaf itself. Maybe my talent isn't that bad after all.

When I grabbed my keys to my apartment that day, I looked at Dlives phone number again.
I need to text him.

9.32 pm - Entoan
Hey! It's Entoan. Now you have my number as well! :P

I waited for an answer and shortly after my screen lid up.

9.33 pm - Dlive
I was almost certain you'd forget. Hey there!

9.33 pm - Entoan
I promised you, didn't I? I'm disappointed that you think of me like this.

9.33 pm - Dlive
I saw you had fun in the park today.

That one took a while. So he wasn't gone after all.

9.34 pm - Entoan
You were watching me?

9.34 pm - Dlive
It was just too adorable to not look at.

9.34 pm - Dlive
You have a nice smile.

I blushed reading that one. No one ever said stuff like that to me.
I took a screenshot of it, not wanting to let this go.

9.38 pm - Entoan
Thank you. People don't tell me stuff like that very often...almost never.

Dlive didn't answer for a while.
I fucked up. I scared him away. He knows that I'm a loner. Nothing. Useless...

9.52 pm - Dlive
You're joking right? Someone as nice and beautiful as you?

9.53 pm - Dlive
I only met you today, but I can tell that you're so nice and loving. You may feel like shit from time to time but with a talent as beautiful and still so small as yours you have no reason to do so.

9.55 pm - Entoan
Would you like to meet up tomorrow and...go do stuff? I'd like to get to know you a bit more.

I'm such an awkward person. I couldn't just ask for a normal...date, I guess.
...Now that sounds weird again.

9.57 pm - Dlive
Sure! We could meet up at the park at around 1 pm and just go from there...maybe watch a movie.

9.57 pm - Entoan
Sounds great. See you tomorrow!

9.57 pm - Dlive
Yeah, see you tomorrow! Good night.

9.58 pm - Entoan
Night!^^

I smiled and pressed my phone to my chest.
This guy is doing something to me and I'm not sure if I want to feel like this all the time when I think of him.

I quickly made myself a sandwich. After that I simply brushed my teeth and jumped into my warm and cozy bed, thinking about my cute, left handed, new friend.

*Dream*

I was tangled into someone else's legs and arms and my head rested on the persons chest.
I moved my head a little, but there was nothing boob-like so I just assumed it was a guy.
I felt safe lying there, even though I still had no idea who the person was I was cuddling.
We were just talking. And then I looked up.
Dlives beautiful face greeted me with a soft smile.
As I wanted to kiss him he suddenly jerked away.
"Ew! What do you think you're doing, faggot?!"
The bed we were in was gone, everything was just black around us and my crush had turned into...my father.
"I knew it! You're a fucking cunt! How did this happen? How did my son become this disgusting faggot?"
He stormed towards me, raising his hand. Just before he hit me...

I woke up.