B/M/D/N = brother, mom, dad name
P/N = pronoun
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Sunday morning, you hear your mother cooking breakfast in the kitchen and the delightful, yet odd smell of eggs and bacon. You slowly open your eyes, they felt... heavy. "Y/N!" You hear from downstairs, it was your little brother. "Aughghh, B/N!" You slid out of bed, flopping onto the floor in just your underwear. "Fuck.." You slowly pushed yourself up, your brother slamming the door open. "Mom says to come eat!" He shouts before quickly turning back around and skipping back down the stairs.
"Y/N!! NOW!" Your mother screeched from downstairs. "I'm coming, god!" You groaned, standing up and quickly shoving a hoodie and some jeans on. "Good enough." You muttered to yourself, skipping down the stairs. The soft carpet rubbed against your bare feet and it felt so... wrong. Your jeans decided to brush against your legs just the right way, and your hoodie felt unusually tight. "Finally," Your mother commented. "Took you long enough." You rolled your eyes and she gave a stern look.
"Look here, young P/N." She rested her hands against the granite counter. "You do not have the right to roll your eyes at me, do it again and you go to school without breakfast, and the next, grounded for two weeks." You frowned, sitting down and jabbing your fork into the eggs as soon as you got adjusted into your chair. You glanced up at the clock and slowly blinked. "I-"
You were missing the bus. "Wh- FUCK! I'm gonna miss the bus! Shit!" You stumbled out your chair, sliding your vans on and grabbing your backpack. "Don't use that language under this roof!" Your father shouted at you as you stepped out the door. "Hypocrite." You muttered to yourself in response to your father's comment.
As you were walking to the bus, you hear fast footsteps behind you, you quickly turn to see just the wrong person. Your crush. You were a mess, you hadn't even brushed your teeth. "Hey, Y/N!" You internally screamed, turning a light shade of red. "h-Huhh, hey!" You smiled, turning back around. "You missed the bus too, huh?"
"HAgh, yeah." You fiddled with the strap on your backpack, blushing. "What's wrong?" C/N asked you, "O-oh, nothing." You seemed to walk faster, unintentionally however. "-H-hey!" They stopped, frowning before you turned. "Oh- oh, come on, sorry." You stopped, waiting for them. They caught up and you walked to school together, having an awkward yet satisfying conversation as you strolled along.
You arrived at school, walking into the classroom and seperating from your crush. You noticed the slightest tinge of disappointment on their face as you parted ways. You sat at your desk, looking around to see everyone staring at you. "--Good morning, Ms. Parker." You looked down as she sneered. "Good morning, Y/N, you're late." She rolled her eyes as she said this, sipping her coffee. "I know.."
"P/Ns a mess.."
"Y/N, are you alright?"
"Y/N looks high--"
You heard muttering from the room around you. "Let's just get this over with." You grumbled audibly, the whole class snickered, looking to the teacher. "I'll let you off with a warning this time, Y/N." Snicker, chortle, scoff.
Next period came and you scrambled to the classroom, your crush caught up with you eventually. "Hey, Y/N!" You blushed lightly, looking to them. "H-Hey, what's up-" You choked out, slightly covering your face with your arm. "Nothing much, how was class?" You looked down, chuckling. "Absolutely miserable." You felt safe with them, you felt a warm feeling in your stomach that built up to a frog in your throat, your heart began to almost hurt, a new feeling.
"He-hey! You-" Your crush blurted out as you walked, you flinched and snapped out of whatever kind of trance you were in, you had walked a bit too far from the class you were going into. "Oh, oops." You smiled, walking to the door with a slightly faster pace. Your crush grabbed your forearm and looked down at you. They pulled you away from the door and cupped your face.
"You're allowed to hate me," They whispered before pecking you on the lips, their lips were so soft, so warm. It was quick, but passionate. You departed, looking at them. "I-" You choked out, looking away with a furious blush. "I--" You touched your lips in a flustered haze. They quickly pushed away, walking into the classroom. They were clearly embarrassed, assuming you'd be angry.
"H-hey, wait up-" You followed them quickly, grabbing their arm, gently biting your lip. "I'm not mad." You said as you pulled away and took your seat. You had more than just butterflies in your stomach, you had the whole fucking zoo.
Time skip to lunch, this'll be fun.
On your way to lunch, your crush grabbed your shoulder and gently set you against the locker. "...You're not-- mad?" You shook your head, looking down with a blush. "I'm sorry." They muttered, you looked up and furrowed your brows. "Don't be sorry." You leaned in, staring into their eyes for a second before they kissed you, not just a peck, but a kiss. They yearned for more, leaning into you, you pulled away. "Wh- n-not here." You wiped your mouth gently, looking into their eyes. They were internally screaming, and so were you.
You did it again at gym, you guys are honestly disgusting, you thought. You loved it, but it was disgusting. No, you were obsessed with it. You wanted it to last forever. You stood up, the bus lineup was starting. You sat down and hugged your backpack, you felt a headache building up in your head. "Would ya'll shut the fuck up?" You muttered into the backpack as BSF/N sat down next to you. "Whoahwoahwoah, chill, I saw you and your new GF/BF~" You sat up, gasping. "WHAT? WH-" You frowned. "HAHa- I didn't tell anyone, don't worry." You sighed in relief at this, frown still clear on your face.
You arrived home, flopping onto your couch and internally squealing with the darkest blush on your face. "EHgughuesikfds," Your brother crawled onto the couch next to you. "Go away, nerd." You mumbled, shoving your backpack onto him.
