Written by: maywardaze
Prompt by: flyhighmw
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Edward's head hung low as he stole a glance at a certain girl who has been running on his mind ever since he left the PBB house. Another glance, for the girl that has been the cause of his sleepless nights, wondering about his feelings for her that he knows he shouldn't have felt in the first place. Another, for making him trace back all the memories he had with her, for all those stolen moments he exerted a lot of effort to happen. And another, just because.
For once in his life, he had never been this cautious about his feelings for a girl - woman, rather. A beautiful one, might he add. Edward hasn't been this careful about his actions towards a woman he just happened to be close with. No, this was a whole lot different than Edward would like to admit. She was different, much to Edward's liking.
He had seen her grow, break down, fight, laugh, and a whole lot more inside the house. Ever since he saw how much of a woman she is, he developed feelings for his twin. His twin who happens to be his love team, happens to be near him a lot, making it more diffcult to control whatever it is that he's feeling. Making it twice as hard to keep his chill at all times. It was different, of course he knew what his feelings are, it was hard to keep calm whenever he had the chance to talk - or even level with her own craziness, just like the old times, without having to feel something.
Adding feelings into the mix, their twinning moments became his stolen moments.
Moments that he feels she's his. Moments that he somehow feels like her man. Edward smiled out of the blue, weirding some of the staffs that passes in front of him. But never did he mind, he was glad for each stolen moments that he got with her. For her, it can be nothing - but for him, it was everything. Moments wherein she isn't building walls with the two of them, where she isn't guarding herself from getting hurt. Where she was free, not minding what people would think about their friendship - their relationship, for this matter.
Edward felt someone sit beside him, and just like that - the girl who has been haunting his thoughts was there, all of a sudden. He blushed. He knew it was her, not just because he knows her more than the other housemates, but now because he's developing a certain feeling for her, a lot deeper than he thought it was. Right then and there, he just knew. Almost all of her well-being, Edward knew. He had memorized her - from all his stares at stolen glances.
He felt a head drop at his shoulders, making him chuckle.
The last few weeks have been unbearable for the both of them, but much more for his twin. Being the Big Winner isn't something to laugh about, there's a lot of interviews, guestings, fan meets, and mall tours to wear her out - but alas, here she is, battling sleep and fatigue. She's been enduring it all, and he admired it. Even if she can't a lot longer. Edward adjusted his position for her to be more comfortable snoring on his shoulder, he just signaled the staffs inside to be quiet, for his princess was fast asleep. It was that one thing she needed right now.
He heard her cute snores, making him stifle a laugh.
Looking back at all those moments he had wit her, he couldn't help but make this moment an addition to it. Edward reached her hand and intertwined it with his. He smiled in triumph, another point for him. She was still snoring and oblivious to what was happening as he held her hand in peace - not bothering to acknowledge the teasing looks of all their friends and co-workers, even shushing them in the process. Some would back off because he widen his eyes for them to back off. He was contented with these, he was ecstatic to be holding her hand for a lot of people to see.
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MES: Twenty
FanfictionWith a common love for MayWard, seventeen writers came together to create "Marydale and Edward Schriftstellers" (MES). Twenty is MES' first collection of MayWard fictional stories and poems based on an array of prompts we have given to each other fo...