❛ after a week, six days, and four hours of talking to you, i decided to make a move. i arrived to the fountain with a beautiful, bright camellia today. i picked it from my neighbour's garden, but she wasnt pleased at all. her yelling was worth it if it meant pleasing you.
"i want to take you out," i had told you, watched as you blushed and looked down at your outfit, which was perfectly fine. i like your hightops and sweatpants. i like your sweatshirt and casualness to it. after all, im only wearing a plaid shirt and black jeans. and no big deal that my shirt is buttoned up and tucked in so neatly, just for you. "you look great," i reassured you when your eyes started to give away the fact that you hated yourself for being underdressed. "you didnt know i would do this," i added quickly, "now come on."
you smiled and stood up, linking your arm with mine after i offered. you're so shy, so delicate. ❜
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