chapter 2 - a noteable change

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it's the next morning. he went to bed earlier than usual last night, i wonder why. maybe something's up with him, who knows? i wake up, the sun blinding me as it shines through the gaps in my in my blinds. funny, huh. shoving the covers off me, i swing my legs across the edge of my bed, digging my feet into the soft carpet beneath.

i wonder what he's doing, i wanna watch. i don't know why, he's not even that interesting of a person, there's just something that makes me not wanna take my eyes off him. do i want to protect him? maybe. i'm still figuring it out. hopefully he's in the cafeteria as usual, maybe i can sit closer this time. i don't wanna draw attention to myself, i know he'll start teasing me as usual, but that's okay.

i get up off my bed, heading towards my closet to pick out some clothes for the day. it's supposed to be a chill day, so i'm just looking for something comfortable more than anything. a pair of grey sweatpants and a hoodie will do.

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as i'm heading down the hallway, my tired and droopy eyes snap to him, instantly lighting up as he heads towards the entrance of the cafeteria. picking up my pace, i try to catch up with him a little, catching the door before it closed on me.

he heads towards the counter to get his breakfast whilst i, not hungry at all, fall back onto a couch, bringing my knees up to my chest so i can lean on them and watch him. he only got toast? usually he goes full ham on breakfast, mountains of food on his plate, it worried me a little. he seemed slightly lost, taking small glimpses around the room as he stood with his tray in hand. i want to gesture him over to me but i'm scared, i'm so awkward.

as my eyes stay on his, i unexpectedly felt them lock onto each other for a split second before i practically ripped them away in embarrassment. cheeks turning rosy, i look down at the ground trying to hide my face in my hoodie. i peek at him again, only to see him travelling in my direction with a tiny grin on his face.

my heart began to quicken and my cheeks began to deepen as i felt him come towards me. those boots, those footsteps.. i know exactly how they sound and they're getting louder and louder.

"eh-hey kiddo! how's it going? nice couch, looks comfy.. your hoodie too, nice- um so yeah, what's up?" he stuttered like crazy as i peeked at him through my lashes.

"i-i'm good, uh thanks? how are you?" my voice was weak and shaky, i wondered if he even heard me. did i sound too harsh?

"well i am just fantuh-fanty-fantat- great, i'm doing great." there goes that speech impediment i know all too well. poor guy. he sounded so embarrassed of himself, so choked up. i felt so bad.

"i'm glad to hear that, want a seat? i asked as nicely as i could sound, giving him a reassuring nod as he looked at me with insecurity. i wanted him to know that i didn't mind he had a problem with his vowels, we all have our quirks.

"oh me?" he seemed so surprised, why? "i'd love to, thank you!" he was happy, i could tell. it made me feel warm seeing his face brighten.

i slid myself over to give him more room on the couch. i was expecting him to be teasing and taking digs at me by now, but he wasn't. his usual arrogance wasn't present either, he didn't seem himself.

"sorry if i'm bothering you, just need someone to talk to right now." he revealed as he plopped himself beside me. i got chills from how close he was, he smelled so good, so manly. i could get used to this. who am i kidding? i could never.

"well i'll gladly talk to you, what was your morning like?" i asked trying to seem friendly, he still had that hint of sadness in his eyes, it just wasn't like him at all.

"i uh- well- you see, i got some pretty b-bad news but, it doesn't matter, no need to worry, right mirage? no worries needed." his attempt at being his usual self was clearly failed, i felt so awful at that point, he seemed as though he was going to crack.

"i'm sorry to hear that, man. you don't have to talk about it." i assured him, not wanting him to worry as i slid ever so slightly closer to him.

"it's just, i-" he sighed, "you know what, i'd better get going." he said suddenly, a frown landing on my face in disappointment.

"are you sure? anything i can do?" i really wanted to help now.

"no no, don't worry. i'll uh, i'll get going.. but uh, i wanna say i've noticed you staring at me a couple times, it's pretty c-cute." my heart sank with fear and embarrassment as my blood rushed to my cheeks.

"i- um.." i felt so awkward, how was i supposed to explain it?

"i might start watching you myself." his wink. he winked at me. holy fuck. that was something else. shit. he totally just flirted with me, i'm not crazy am i?

with that he got up and left the cafeteria with one single prolonged look, then the door closed.

wow.

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