"𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐝'𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬.." he whispered as we watched the stars.
"what?"
he turned to me, studying my features like he'd forget me, & whispered once more-
"𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬."
I not only looked like I was going to vomit, but I felt like it times two. Nausea crept in while my mind was running wild- anxiety always getting the best of my brain and body.
I swallowed thickly, my mouth salivating in preparation for The Coming. But I denied it all hope: trying to pull myself together the best I could before my clock ran out, and I would have to face tens of eyes that would probe into my depths to find out what was wrong with me— Get it together, y/n.
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"Spectacular job, everyone! This has been the coolest 4 months of set in a while." Joe starts the speech, "Before we leave, I want to give a big round of applause for the newbies we've had the pleasure of working with; Tom and y/n!" Anthony finishes it.
Everyone starts clapping, turning to Tom and I who stood further towards the back. I flushed red, waving everyone off humbly as Tom grinned awkwardly yet appreciatively.
"The pleasure was and is all mine, I'm sure Tom feels the same." I add, and everyone comes in for a goodbye hug: well, a goodbye-for-now hug.
As everyone parted and started chatting before filing out, I drifted off for a moment, pulling my phone from my back pocket.
StarBoy <3
[hey, timothée! you got a minute to talk?] delivered at 12:45pm
I waited for a minute, chewing my non-existent nails as I watched the screen, patiently waiting for 'delivered' to turn into 'read'. But as seconds turned to minutes, that never came. I tapped the call button, putting the phone up to my ear; my foot starting to tap arrhythmically.
bzzt — bzzt — bzzt — bzzt — bzzt — click "Hello?" "Hey, it's y/n!" "Oh, hi y/n." "Am I calling at a bad time?" "No, sorry, I was just napping." "Oh, I'm so sorry, I'll-" "Did you need to tell me something, y/n?" "..." "You still there, l/n?" "Yeah, yeah, sorry—" "Stop apologizing." "Stop interrupting me."
I heard him laugh softly, making my heart swell. It was a sound I hadn't heard in a while.
