Doki Doki Literature Club: Klance AU

Chapter 7

(Suicide, self-harm, murder)

I opened the door to the club room, the room filled with a tense sensation. Pidge sat at one of the desks reading another volume of Parfait Girls while Nyma sat at another desk, far away from Pidge might I add, reading Portrait of Markov. When I closed the door the girls looked up. Nyma quickly stood up and walked to me, grabbing my arm and pulling me to the back of the room.

"Hey, about the other day. I'm really sorry about what you might have heard."

"It's fine," I scratched at the back of my head, "Did you talk to Pidge?"

Nyma sighed, "I don't think she'll listen to anything I have to say even if I tried."

The door opened again, Keith walking in and going straight for Pidge. The two of us watched for a bit before Pidge bursted out laughing. I couldn't help but smile at the noise, at least she's a bit alright. Keith then walked over towards us, smiling and waving a hello.

"Keith, how did you do that? You just walked up to Pidge and she started laughing," I couldn't help but ask.

"It was simple. I told her how I tripped going up the stairs on my way here. She may write things that are cute, but she laughs at other people's misery."

"Of course she does," I dead panned.

Keith smiled, "Welp! This month's festival is coming up, and since the last one got cancelled, we're going to pick up where we left off. Do you two still have the banner?"

I rolled my eyes, "Yes, sir."

"Great! The festival is in three days, so get everything set up in that time while I help Pidge out. Sounds like a plan?"

Nyma and I gave a thumbs up and Keith walked back over to Pidge. I turn back to Nyma and she smiles at me while saying, "Wanna continue to read? I know it's been a while, so we can start wherever you want."

"Oh! Sure!"

She blushes, "Then, could we make some tea?"

I nod and start my way over to my backpack for the book while Nyma got the tea ready. We both agreed to sit on the floor today, Nyma explaining that her back was hurting her. If there's anything I could do to make her feel better than I'll do it. Before we take our seats I run back over to my bag, pulling out a bag of chocolates that I had saved for later.

I sit down and hold my side of the book with one hand, after taking my tea, of course. While sitting on the ground is nice, it's a lot harder for me to focus on reading, considering that we were so close to one another.

Instead of reading I start to focus on getting the candy wrapper off of the round chocolate in my hand. I mumble a 'sorry' before I let go of the book, since opening it one handed proved difficult.

"You're more than welcome to have as many as you want."

"Nah, I'm good. Besides, the chocolate might smear the pages."

I smack myself on the forehead, "Agh! I'm sorry. I didn't even think about that."

Nyma giggled, "You're fine, Lance. I'll just hold the book."

With that, Nyma was lost into the world before her, her face a distant calm. An idea popped into my brain, and I gave myself a pat on the back for thinking of it. I shoved the chocolate into my mouth before opening another one. I pressed this chocolate against Nyma's lips.

As if on instinct her lips parted a bit. I put the chocolate in her mouth and took my hand away. She chewed the chocolate for a moment before her eyes snapped up and a dark blush formed on her face.