"What's your favorite color?"
"Hm... I wouldn't really be able to decide. I like almost every color, except for that one shade of yellow that I turned that girl's hair last year..." Reminiscing about the look on the girl's face brought an impish smi...
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On their walk to the Three Broomsticks, Cory and Fred had a conflicting atmosphere surrounding them. Cory was feeling very happy and relieved that he was finally able to fully grasp what he had been feeling for Fred and that it wasn't a bad thing like he worried it was. Fred, on the other hand, kept a sunny expression, but internally, he was overflowing with anxiety and doubt. It seems their normal mental situations had swapped.
Walking to the door and opening it, the boy's made their way through the packed inn over to an empty table and sat in the chairs opposite each other. Fred cleared his throat and his inner anxiety began to surface. Cory, noticing this, gave him a reassuring smile that didn't quite calm Fred's nerves. Fred must remember that he had agreed with him about what he would have felt about the kiss, right? Cory felt his own anxiety spike. Wait, could he be having second thoughts?
Fred made eye contact with Cory and asked the question that could make or break any future relationship the two could have.
"What are we?"
Cory's brow furrowed at the question. What were they? The only thing the two knew was that they would have accepted a kiss... but that's only a kiss. Not a declaration of love. Not like Cory would have any experience with a kiss...
"Well... I think we should, maybe, get to know each other before we... pursue any type of- um... special relationship..." Cory was a blushing mess as he said this.
Fred sighed in solace. "I agree," he smiled coyly at Cory. "I was thinking that you were going to completely reject me and continue to ignore me."
Cory smiled bashfully and looked down at his tightly intertwined fingers. "Yeah... I'm really sorry about that. I was just... really confused about my feelings towards you."
Cory looked back up at Fred. Cory's confession had piqued his interest. "And have you figured out those feelings?"
A smirk formed on Cory's face as he teasingly said, "Yes, but I'll tell you about them. One day."
Fred's countenance dropped and a playful scoul formed. He lifted his arms and waved them around as he spoke. "Aw, that's not fair, Cory. You can't just leave it at that. You're really not going to tell me?"
Cory crossed his arms in defiance. "I'm really not going to tell you. But, like I said, you'll know... one day."
"Ugh! Fine- I guess I can wait." Fred's pout morphed into a Cheshire-grin. "Now, you said we should get to know each other, so ask me any question. I'm practically an open book."
