Mud (Poland x Reader)

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You're a Sixth grader again (gosh, you grow up so fast!), and you ride the bus now! (Read the desc for a kind of explanation...)

Short story is short...

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"Hey, do you moisturize? Your skin is really soft!

You sighed as the bus pulled up into the school's bus lane. It was the very last day of school, and you were forced to let teachers check inside your backpacks, lunch boxes, and/or purses for Sharpies, confetti, sparklers, etc. It wasn't all that bad, it was just tedious. You grabbed your bag and stepped off the steep steps all while chatting with your Polish best friend, Feliks and your mutual friend, Toris.

As you approached the tan doors to *cough* prison *cough* the delightful school, one of your neighbors had pushed you into the mud! "Woah (Y/n)! Are you, like, ok?" Feliks asked. He then halted at said neighbor, but she looked like she was the one pushed into the clay, mud mixure. Your shoes not only got dirty, but also wet since it was sprinkling.

"I didn't think she would actually fall!" Your neighbor defended, but you still threw her a glare.

One of the eighth graders ((it was my (platonic) senpai)) told you that you should go to the bathroom and wash it off. You and Feliks went inside and told the teacher that was inspecting everyone's bags that you could go after she checked. You looked back and saw Toris telling off the girl who pushed you, while she just stared. You smirked, 'She got was she deserved,' you thought.

It felt weird walking down the hall with one shoe off and the other one on. Feliks looked at you, concern swimming in his green eyes. There was a teacher in front of the bathrooms, making sure that no one was lingering or gossiping inside. She gave no regards as you and Feliks went inside.

"Hm, she might think that you're a girl, Feliks." You whispered to him.

"I guess, but it's only 'cuz I'm, like, totally fabulous!" He grinned, flipping his sand colored locks.

After washing off all the mud and clay with the cold sink water, Feliks sprayed your shows with perfume from his murse ((it's an inside joke, it means man purse...)). It smelled nice, and you smiled at him. "Thank you... So much Feliks. I don't know what I would've done without you" You said, bringing him into a tight embrace.

"It's, like, no problem (Y/n). I'd be happy to help anytime!" He remarked, returning the hug, "We should go, Liet's going to be late to class waiting for us."

You paused a moment before doing a bold move.

You kissed him directly on his nose.

"Hey, do you moisturize? Your skin is really soft!" You said, strolling out of the bathroom.

"(Y-Y/n)! Like, w-wait for me"

((*cue rushed confession and over-confidence*))

-Fin (LAND)