sadness.
depression.
guilt.
anxiety.
anger.
heartbroken.
jealousy.
pain.
tired.
disappointment.
another day, another box full of crappy emotions.
3% of the whole world is born without emotions, sadly, that 3% includes me.
people donate feelings that they don't want to feel to me, and I get to feel them. everyday, after my morning run to get coffee, i go to the box where people donate their emotions. the same 10 emotions appear in the box, i've lost all hope that i would ever feel a hint of happiness. that was until i open the box and found the feeling i was longing for so long but doubted i was going to get.
for once in my life i felt happy and i was determine to find the person who was so kind to donate an emotion that everyone adores. i have no idea how i'm suppose to do that but i'll find a way. i look through the box and dig deep to the bottom, where the people's id's are located.
emotion • happiness
donated • kaycee rice
time • 12:34
kaycee rice.
she couldn't have gone far, it's 12:36.
"kaycee rice!" i scream, awfully loud.
"kaycee rice!!" i holler while running down the side walk.
"kaycee rice." i sigh when i hear a little voice replying to my yells.
"that would be me." her voice quiet and shaky.
i was surprised that someone actually answered.
"i just wanted to thank you... for being so kind and generous, thank you." I thank her.
"maybe i can thank you over a cup of milk and cookies?" i wink playfully at her, her face stays the same.
"yeah, sure." she says monotonously.
"lets go." i cheered.
we walk into a café with leaves and colourful flowers dealing across the grey, worn-down, brick wall.
"it feels great to feel happy, you have no idea how grateful i am." i smile, gratefully.
"yeah, no. you don't have to thank me, it was a pleasure making someone else happy." the frown that once adorned her face was now replaced with a straight lip smile, at least she was trying.
"can i have your number?" i ask out of the blue, making kaycee choke on her milk.
"um yeah, sorry, of course." she said, wiping her mouth, handing me her phone.
"i have to go, but i'll text you tonight." my voice filled with giddiness, "kaycee, i would love to meet up again. maybe have lunch?"
"i would love that too, i enjoy your company."
5 months later and we still meet up at the same café, same table and on rare occasions we would order different things but usually, it's the same order. nothing's change.
"hi, kayc." i greet the girl who was sitting patiently with the drinks already ordered.
"hey sean." she seemed nervous.
"you okay there, kayc?" my face overcoming with concern.
"please don't freak out, sean." she whispers.
"what is it?"
she exhales deeply, "i think i'm in love," her eyes flutter towards mine, "with you."
i have no idea what love is and i probably won't ever in my life. but, being with kaycee is the closest thing i have that makes me feel the emotion that goes by love. if love is the feeling of your body warming up, your hands getting clammy and sweaty, your heart fluttering and pounding against your rib cage, the feeling of your cheeks hurting because you can't stop smiling, the feeling of your insides melting from the overwhelming happiness you are feeling, then i must be in love. and it's all because of kaycee caitlin rice.
"sean? i knew i shouldn't of told you, i scared you. you don't even know what love feels like, oh my gosh, oh my go-" kaycee freaked, her cheeks growing red.
"kaycee, no. i may not know what love is, what it feels like or how you know if you are in love but all i know is that you make me unbelievably happy. so incredibly happy that maybe i know what love is. and if what i'm feeling right now is what you're feeling right now then i must be in love. so please tell me that i'm feeling what you're feeling." i confess.
"you're in love, sean lew." kaycee smiles, widely making me smile back with wide eyes.
"and you're happy, kaycee rice." i smirk, leaning down to kiss her cheek.
"whoa, i'm happy! i'm happy! i'm actually happy!" kaycee squeals, making me chuckle.
i hug her, my arm wraps around her waist meanwhile my other arm brings her head into my chest.
"sean lew, you got me feeling emotions." kaycee giggles, pecking my lips.
" i could say the same for you, kayc."
a whole bunch of emotions for that matter.
『 author's note 』
hii
it was a struggle to write this one shot and it made me confused so many times but we made it out alive
anyway here ya go
see ya
- h
