forbidden love (canceled)

(chapter 3) "everything hurts"

*+Suger's POV+*

'he said. my laugh. is cute.' I thought as I just zoned out into my own thoughts. "I-I'm sorry I just-" he finally managed to choke up, uncovering his mouth, looking really worried like I would slap him or something. "it's fine.. Really, t-thanks for the compliment.. now, back to this" I said, trying to calm down, looking back at the project in front of me. I could tell out of the corner of my eye that he looked super stiff and twitchy, and kinda confused, its like he never gave a compliment ever in his life and didn't know a good reaction could come with it, but I don't really imagine a guy like him giving compliments out too often.

(time skip to when she was done)

"ughhh" I groaned, catching Glitch's attention. he moved to where he was watching me from the opposite end after a little into my work, to give me more space. Glitch looked up at me. "what?" he asked, confused as I just stared in disappointment at the dolls "well.. I just.. I feel bad"

"And why is that?"

"Well, personally these could be better but since its a group effort I feel like you might take some of it as your fault and I don't want you to feel bad for my mistakes and-"

"Please- stop.." he'd say- or well, he just sounded so desperate with just those two words, it was actually worrying, so I looked up at him and he was looking down, surprisingly his expression not fitting his tone at all, but again, he did look sad and that stereotype that men shouldn't cry and all that bullshit is still told to some guys so I get it if he didn't wanna look sad n' stuff in front of me.. Sorda..

"I- uh.. ok..? " I'd pause "are- are you ok? You sound really sad all of a sudden" I'd say, putting down the dolls I had in my hands, scooting forward a little.

"Hm.? OH! Yes! Im completely fine! I'm just not used to people feeling bad for me- not because people don't! Because I just don't talk to a lot of people..-" he would sputter out, going through a bunch of expressions that consisted of mostly panic.

"Uhm.. ok." I would look around the room "you sure-"

"YES." he would cut me off, being stiff as a board, starring bullets into me. He would then stand up and rush over to the door, and say, at an alarming speed, "your done those, right? They look really good! But I just remembered I have to go get something and I don't wanna forget it if I go for it later! Bye, see you later!" He would then swing open the door, and slam it behind him, but somehow I could tell it wasn't a slam meant to say someones mad but that there panicked or in a rush. I was really taken aback by such sudden things happening so fast, so I just stared at the door in disbelief for a few minutes? Maybe even an hour? After giving vague answers to all the questions running around in my head I slowly got up and put the dolls of us on my desk and cleaned up the small mess of stray strings and other things like that. After I was done I stared at the dolls and said randomly out loud, "holy shit I don't think I've ever sewn something more creepy and wholesome at the same time." I'd look around, standing in the middle of the room, trying to think of something to do. I then grabbed my phone and checked the time 'almost 5' I then clicked off my phone and threw it on my bed, plugging it in. I couldn't bring my phone since the battery is so low.. But I have nothing else to do but go out.. I looked at my bed then the door, and did that a couple times before deciding to go out without my phone.

*+Glitch's POV+*

'Why did I freak out so much?? Usually I never have a physical reaction to any scared or panicked feeling..' I thought to myself while speed walking through the parking lot. Delaying yet speeding up the time I'd have to face Suger again. That- that- "UGH!" I scream out loud, stopping in my tracks and putting my hands on my head. After a small bit I took a deep breath and calmed down, and started walking at a normal speed again. "Why'd I, of all people, had to be paired with such a caring person.. And now I have  to either get used to being noticeably cared about or just not show anything or tell her anything to make her worry...." I'd mumble to myself, letting out a big sigh "it's weird too.. So far I've practically only been mean to her besides a small effort to not be enemies. not even because I want or wanted  to be friends.. Yet she's still so nice to me.. And the super small insults she threw at me could be easily excused.." I'd keep rambling on to myself, looking down with my hands in my pockets. By now I'd reach the dormitory door. "Hey desk lady" I'd say with a surprising amount of shyness in my voice, giving her a little wave. She'd look up from her clip bored and actually reply instead of just giving me a smile like always, "you know, you've been the only person to greet me every time they left and came back, and didn't use that nickname to insult me, thank you." I would perk up a little, gaining more confidence, then nodding with a small smile and walking away.