Almost Unreal | Violentine One-Shots

I Want Your Love - Part Two | Fluff

Clementine picks at the threads in her tatty old jumper to pass the time. She watches as the fabric begins to unravel within her fingers and she drops the fibre in her lap before flicking it to the floor. The brunette smooths her hands down her lap and reads the last text Violet sent to her again, it only came through seven minutes ago and so far Clementine has read it over ten times

Violet: Just got a meeting with the guidance counsellor, then I'll be over. I'm really looking forward to seeing you. X

Clementine smiles to herself as she places her phone on the bedside table. It's Thursday, the rest of the school have been gone for four full days now and Clementine is enjoying the silence. She's spent her days with Violet. In Violet's dorm, in Clementine's dorm, laying out on the grassy space of the sports field with their hands gently touching and their hearts beating fast. Clementine can feel the tension between them building. She wonders if Violet feels it too.

With only three teachers including the guidance counsellor currently staying in the school Clementine and Violet have been allowed more freedom than they'd normally receive, so they decided to spend the night together in Clementine's dorm. The brunette hopes that she'll be able to voice her budding feelings. She's seen how Violet looks at her, she suspects that the blonde feels the same and just needs a small push to admit her own emotions.

Outside the sun is setting, Clementine stands, leaning over her nightstand and pulling the windows drawn and shutting out the outside world. It's cold in her room so Clementine swathes herself in a blanket before taking a seat on the edge of her bed, her fingers drum against her leg as she waits.

There's a soft knock at the door and a call of Clementine's name accompanies it. "Come in" Clementine beckons, barely able to contain the excitement within her voice. Violet peeks her head around the door before entering the room and shutting it behind her.

"Hey," says Violet, her voice is soft and it makes Clementine's nerves flutter. In her hands, Violet holds a bundle of items, clothes, bottles and a pillow beneath her arm.

Clementine chuckles "are you are staying for the whole week?" she says, a smile growing on her lips.

Violet moves forward and sets her things on the empty bed in Clementine's dorm, "if you'll let me," Violet says, blushing red when she realises how forward her sentence was. Clementine looks to her feet as she processes Violet's words. Both girls too overwhelmed by their feelings to face each other.

"Um, thanks for letting me come over," mumbles Violet looking at Clementine through her bangs which cover her eyes as she hangs her head low.

"I wanted to spend time with you," states Clementine as she smiles at Violet. There's a silence for a moment before Clementine moves to sit beside the blonde. "I was thinking we could put the mattresses on the floor, have a sleepover just like the ones you have when you're a kid."

Violet frowns and turns to face Clementine, "I've never been to a sleepover," she falters, "I guess, I mean, I've shared a room with Brody for the past seven years but she comes in from her classes and goes straight to sleep. I never had a proper sleepover."

"And what makes it a proper sleepover?" asks Clementine with a grin as she returns to her bed and removes the pillows and duvet. The younger girl moves to the foot of her bed and grunts as she pulls the mattress off the bed frame, pushes and pulling it onto the floor in the middle of the room.

Violet clears her throat and forces her gaze off Clementine's elegant figure, she's been watching the way her body moves, how she sticks her tongue just out of her mouth as she concentrates. Everything that Clementine does fascinate her. "I don't know," Violet replies with a lilt in her voice, "as I said, I've never been to a sleepover before."