True Love { Genemau }

Fate

      About A Week Later

I was bored so I invited Gene over, and we've been talking for about an hour.
"So Aph... I've been meaning to ask you... When you were hanging out with... Uhm... Laurance, was that a date?"
"Heh, no. Him and Garroth are a thing."
"Oh..." He said awkwardly.
But kinda happy.
"Hey, wanna teach me how to make a fruitcake?"
"Yeah, sure!"

So we walked into the kitchen, and he took out the ingredients.
"Wait, where's the fruit?"
"Oh, almost forgot."
"Gene, you forgot the fruit? Are you kidding me?"
"Yep, and nope."

               Time Skip

"Now, we have to stir this stuff."
"Like this?" I said as I tried to stir it.
"No like this..."
He grabbed my hand and the big wooden spoon thing.
We stired the batter for a while until we both looked up and our eyes met.

               Gene's POV

As our eyes met, I stared. I just stared at her caramel eyes. Her beautiful, caramel, eyes.
I could tell she was looking at me to, but I don't know why.
As we woke up from our trance she giggled, so I did to, but my laugh wasn't as cute as her's.
At the time I heard it, I started feeling something... Weird... In me.
What could it be?
Why would I feel this way?
Why after I heard her laugh?
All these odd thoughts ran through my head until she said something.
"Gene, do you think this is good enough?"
"Yeah, I think so."

                Time Skip
          Still Gene's POV

We sat down on the couch and we talked. And I couldn't help but listen.
While we were talking, we have been watching a specific season of the series.
"Oh no Aphmau, we are at the episode."
"Are you cereal."
"Completely cereal. Aphmau I-"
Then a ding went off, which meant our fruitcake was done.
"Oh I'll go get it"
"No, let me."
I got up and grabbed it out of the oven. Aphmau opened up a cabinet and grabbed a knife.
"Here. Use this."
"Thanks."
"Anytime."
I cut the cake, and put it on a plate and grabbed some silverware.
"Thanks for helping me with this, Gene. It means a lot."
"No problem."

            Aphmau's POV

I looked at Gene as he ate his fruitcake. He looked cute to me for some reason. Whenever I looked at his messy hair, his teal blue eyes, and his beautiful face, I felt something. It's the same feeling I got back when I trusted Aaron. When I, well cared for him, I felt this feeling in my stomach. Just then, I remembered my words.

The ones with good hair are the untrustworthy ones.

But then I remembered his words.

There has to be a reason we keep running into each other, maybe fate?

Maybe so Gene. Maybe so.
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Yeah, I know. Took me a while.
I need to get my Vyladmau story done before Christmas, so I've been trying to work on that.
But enjoy this weird ass part ^^