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uselessgay10101 · 3 days ago

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Summary || Matteo and Sangah have a fight. Solace goes to comfort her "wait for me" girlfriend.

Warnings || FEELINGS!! Toxic a bit at the beginning but it ain't much no worries

W/C || 3,381

Pairing || Matteo x Sangah (TECHNICALLY), Sangah x Mc (Main Character)

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Edgechatters: The Pool Game!

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The day was beautiful! Clear skies stretching endlessly, warm but not hot, with that delightful fresh breeze that cooled your skin just right.

The Voice obviously had to come in and ruin-... better it! With the FUN activity!!

EDGECHATTERS!!

The rules were simple! You, the speaker, pick someone to be your talker. You ask them to compliment you or talk about anything you want! If it satisfies you, you save them from an impromptu ice bath in the VERY cold pool behind them.

And if it doesn't... you push them in.

It was good... enough—

"First question! What is your opinion of me, The Voice? As your host and a person in general," The Voice asked from the heavens—speakers—disembodied and all.

Solace thought before confidently answering with a smile, "You're charming! Something about you feels so intriguing. Maybe it's because we don't know how you look. But still, you have your own unique charm!"

Her smile slithered into a smirk. "And sometimes it works on me," she said, lowering her voice seductively, licking her top lip.

Sangah gasped, eyes darting between the speaker and the flirtatious woman.

"IS SHE-?!"

Solace grinned directly into one of the cameras.

Sangah screamed, "OH MY GOD SHE IS!!"

….

Ahem.

The game continued!

After some time, Sangah chose Matteo to be her "talker."

"Do you want me to compliment you?" Matteo smiled.

Sangah blinked, momentarily confused. After a beat, she puffed her cheeks and shrugged. "I didn't even choose but sure, I guess."

Matteo flashed a sweet smile. "Sangah, you're a wonderful girl, unique as every handmade piece of art, and not like everyone else. I'm lucky to call you my girlfriend."

Ahune made an 'ew no' face and leaned over to Solace, who was barely containing her own cringe.

"Oh no, he pulled the 'You're not like others' card," Ahune whispered.

Solace giggled before catching herself and elbowing Ahune. Hard.

"Ow! I'm right though!"

Solace shot Ahune a warning glance. "Yes, but—"

Matteo sighed loudly and turned to them with visible irritation. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't talk about us while we're here!"

Solace lifted her hands defensively. Ahune simply looked at him, annoyed.

Sangah interrupted their silent argument with a sigh. "Just... let's continue, Matteo."

Everyone returned their attention to the pair beside the pool.

Everything was fine!

Sangah told Matteo, grinning happily, "Compliment one thing I like about myself!"

Matteo paused, thinking before saying, "You're also... good at playing... whatever you play. The League of something?"

Sangah gasped playfully, covering her mouth. "You blasphemed!" She pointed at Matteo, laughing. "You can't confuse a shooter with a MOBA! They're two completely different genres!"

Still laughing, she moved to push Matteo into the pool.

—he resisted.

Sangah stepped back, confusion wiping away her laughter.

"What are you doing?" Matteo asked, genuinely shocked.

Sangah laughed uncertainly. "Come on, it's Apex Legends!" She threw her arms up in disbelief, as if this were common knowledge. "You could've at least tried to remember!"

Matteo squawked, "That's not a reason to push me into the pool. I did as well as I could!"

Sangah blew him a raspberry. "Hey, I decide what's the reason and what's not!"

She pushed Matteo again, laughing.

He gripped her wrist as he pushed back, resisting.

"I complimented you! As intricately as I could!"

Sangah puffed, rolling her eyes playfully even as annoyance crept into her expression. "I guess we have different ideas of what compliments are!"

She gathered herself again, focused on pushing Matteo into the pool. She nearly ran!

But he managed to stay firmly on his feet.

Matteo's brows furrowed. "Stop this, you're embarrassing us!"

Sangah blinked, looking up at Matteo, now genuinely peeved. "Me? Embarrassing us? You're the one trying to embarrass me!"

Matteo sighed, rubbing his temple. "Sangah, I didn't want to have this talk in public, but you constantly say and do strange things."

He threw his arms wide, exasperated. "I've never tried to embarrass you! Believe me, more often than not, I'm the one who gets embarrassed by you!"

Sangah blinked up at him, shock washing over her face. "Excuse me?"

She stepped back. "You really said that? Really?"

Matteo simply looked down at her, eyebrow raised, waiting for what he deemed a worthy response.

Sangah laughed in disbelief. "Nope. No no! I won't buy it. Have a nice f***king time standing here, Matteo! Embarrassed or whatever the F**K you wanna call it!"

She stormed off. From a usually happy and giddy girl, her storming off was like a sharp knife cleanly piercing the heart...

For Solace, of course! Not everyone feels this way when seeing a tiny woman stomp off furiously...

Caleb turned to Solace, concern etched across his face. "Hey, I think you should—"

"On it."

Not even letting him finish processing her agreement, Solace darted towards the mansion, almost desperate to console Sangah. She knew that feeling, and it hurt knowing she had once inflicted that same pain on others. She couldn't change the past, but she could—

Matteo rolled his eyes, yelling after Sangah's retreating form. "You act like it's my fault! I gave you what you wanted!"

"F**K YOU!!!" Flipping him off, Sangah slammed the backdoor shut, cutting off any response.

Matteo threw his arms up in exasperation before turning to the cast with a sigh. "I'm sorry you had to see that."

Laksh, whose eyes had grown wider with each passing moment, spoke in disbelief. "Dude... I don't know where to start."

Matteo didn't even have time to register the response or the stunned faces of the cast before someone pushed him forcefully into the pool.

Jolene gasped, covering her mouth, shocked at the shove. It wasn't gentle at all—no, not even close! It was the type of push where the person's body moves first and their feet follow helplessly.

"Solace!" Jolene screamed, shocked by the sheer force.

In response, Sol simply threw the rolled towels as far as she could. "AND STAY THERE, B*TCH!" the furious woman yelled before rushing after Sangah. She had no time for that rat!

Matteo stumbled out of his impromptu ice bath, shaking like a chihuahua in a wind tunnel—small, shaky, and clearly not built for this life..

"WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?!" He yelled after Solace's retreating form, his hair draped over his face, destroying the thirty minutes of careful brushing from this morning.

Laksh stared at the dripping historian screaming after the already-gone woman, still processing what happened.

Soon he leaned over to Hazel, whispering, "This isn't supposed to be funny, right?"

Hazel whispered back, "Right. I think it was meant to be... serious." Yet she chuckled ever so quietly.

---

-In the Mansion-

Following the yelling, stomping, and light sounding hits, Sol soon stood before the dressing room door. To say she knew what to say would be... wrong. Very incorrect. Frankly, she hadn't thought before following the smaller woman.

Solace looked away, biting her lip—should SHE of all people really do this? She was still technically waiting for Sangah to figure out... whatever she had to figure out!

She was biased, yes... but she knew what Matteo said wasn't okay. Sangah wasn't okay in the slightest, and Sol didn't need years of therapy to recognize that!

...but what if Sangah didn't want to see her? What if she just made things worse? What if she got even more upset?! She definitely didn't want that!

Solace shook her head. "None of that!" she whispered to herself, taking a deep breath before raising her hand to knock.

She stood at the door, heart hammering in her chest... her hand trembled.

But—!

Grumbling...

Seconds later after failing to complete the motion, Solace—

...turned away.

"Maybe Caleb will still help!"

-SSShe walked away like a COWARD!!!-

"Oh, Shut up..."

Solace grumbled.

Until she heard a crash.

Despite her previous words, Solace immediately rushed in without hesitation. Sangah could be in danger! From what? She didn't know, but she needed to find out!

Rushing into the room, Sol yelled, "Sangah! Is everything—"

Sangah, frantically gathering Jolene's scattered makeup products, yelped in surprise as the door slammed against the wall.

Both women sighed in relief before staring at each other for several long beats.

Solace silently helped pick up the thankfully unbroken $201 Vellora Mascara and Sensia cream that was—

$6200!?!?

After placing the product extra gently on the table, Solace smiled softly, looking at her hand resting on the drawer.

"Hey Sangah, are you GG?"

Sangah stared blankly at her for a moment

—before bursting into laughter, tears making her eyes glisten beautifully.

Solace caught herself staring, mesmerized by the way Sangah's tears sparkled in the room's light.

'Snap out of it!' she scolded herself, mentally slapping herself hard enough to tear her eyes away... and banish the intrusive thought!

Sangah... Beautiful? To Solace? Still? After everything? The breakup—if you could even call the Korean woman's awkward "Will you wait for me?" a conversation...

THAT—THAT was barely a DAY ago!

Of course the wound was still fresh enough that every word from Sangah felt like salt being rubbed into it. Yet here she was, heart skipping traitorously when Sangah did anything.

Solace bit her lip and forced her gaze back to the laughing woman, cursing her inability to untangle her feelings as easily as she could solve a puzzle! They were nothing if not friends, right?

...she agreed to that...

Friends now...

Friends.

Just friends!

She'd have to keep reminding herself of that, however much it hurt.

After some time, Solace finally registered that Sangah was laughing... at her?

Sol, embarrassed, asked, "What? What's so funny? I was just asking if you were good to go for a conversation!"

Sangah, still laughing, wiped her tears. "Oh my god, no! GG means 'good game'! It's what you say at the end of a match, not to start a conversation!"

Solace blushed deeper. "But I thought…! My sister told me that..."

Sangah took several deep breaths, struggling to compose herself. "Sorry but... she was definitely messing with you. We just say 'you free to talk?' or 'got a minute?'"

Solace blinked before slapping her hands on her reddening face, yelling in frustration, "Of course she did! That absolute—!!" she screamed.

Sangah laughed again. The storm in her head had calmed enough to laugh! Sol always knew how to do that—even when she didn't mean to!

"I'm never going to get all this gaming lingo right! It's been years but no, of course I don't even know how to start a conversation!"

Sangah laughed, snorting slightly as she patted Sol's back. "No, no, it's okay! It was actually pretty cute!"

Solace froze. 'Cute?'

A mental slap again.

'SHE DOESN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT, YOU IDIOT!'

Sangah finally composed herself. "Just... maybe don't tell people 'GG' when you're trying to start a conversation!"

Sol reluctantly looked at Sangah. "Can I... I don't know—de-spawn?"

.........

Sangah doubled over laughing again.

Solace sighed loudly, looking off into the distance in complete defeat.

After a moment, Solace reluctantly said, "That... outside. He wasn't nice." She asked, genuine concern in her voice, "Are you okay?"

Sangah blinked and looked up at Sol. She whispered, "Oh wow, you just..."

Solace blinked, confused, before jumping up, hands raised defensively. "Sorry! That's why I wanted to start off with a joke but uh—" she coughed before rubbing her neck, embarrassed, shrugging. "You know..."

Sangah smiled tightly before looking away. "...No?"

Solace's eyes softened. "Mind telling me more?" She guided Sangah to a chair.

Sangah flopped down, hugging her knees. "I'm... I don't knoooow." She covered her face, groaning a whine.

"Sad?"

"No!" The smaller woman threw her hands up.

"I'm mad! Matteo is such a jerk! I don't even know why he acts like that sometimes!"

Solace winced internally. "I know... it must be hard."

She couldn't help the small flicker of satisfaction that sparked in her thoughts. Sangah willingly left and brought this upon herself.

'You brought it on yourself willingly... oh you silly girl. You regret it, don't you?

She wasn't the only one hurting...

Solace bit her lip, immediately feeling guilty for such a thought... but she wasn't entirely wrong.

Sangah did regret it but...

She whispered quietly, softly enough to barely disrupt the silence, as if scared to admit—

"I don't know what's happening..."

Biting her lips, Sangah spoke again, louder this time. "He's nice. Really nice. I don't know why he acts like this."

She sighed, dropping her head onto her crossed arms. She was exhausted... tired of everything she was feeling...

"Maybe he's right. I really am the problem, aren't I?" Sangah sighed again. "Maybe I'm not doing enough for this whole relationship thing?"

Solace's brows furrowed immediately—not in anger!

...not really.

Of course she was mad at Matteo for even suggesting Sangah was anything but perfect!

...enough.

She was offended—hurt that Sangah even dared to suggest she of all people was doing something wrong!

Sol didn't know everything Matteo told Sangah. But she knew what she herself had said in her first relationship. And she knew Sangah.

Solace knew that even if Sangah thought "dating sucks," no one tried harder to make someone comfortable in her presence.

It's true. Sangah isn't perfect…

But she tries.

She's always trying to be a better version of herself.

"That's dumb."

Sangah looked at Sol immediately. "Huh?"

"Don't say that again, Sangah!" Solace poked Sangah's side repeatedly, making the other woman slap her hand away laughing.

"But seriously. Don't say that again because it simply isn't true," Sol stated it as if it were the most basic knowledge in the world.

Sangah looked away. "And if it is?"

"It's not," Solace responded confidently.

"You say you don't try hard enough, but since I met you on day one, you have done nothing but be kind to literally everyone! Even Bobby, who you kinda hated."

Sangah laughed, bumping Sol with her elbow. "I didn't HATE her!"

Solace smirked at Sangah. "Oh, so it WAS because she flirted with me."

Sangah blushed, groaning. "Quiet." She pushed Solace lightly as the woman laughed.

"And Jolene! You were mad at her, but you weren't outright mean! You were being yourself!"

Sangah huffed, laying her head on crossed arms, looking away. "And in being myself, she was about to start an argument on 'who is the perfect man?' Remember?"

This time Sol elbowed Sangah gently. She whispered soothingly, "But you were never mean. You just stood your ground like you always do. I've always loved that about you."

Sangah's cheeks immediately flushed pink.

However, before she could respond, Sol continued, her eyes sparkling as she spoke about the smaller woman.

"You were true to yourself, and there will never be a time where I think that's a bad thing!"

Sangah looked at Sol reluctantly, barely hiding her blushing cheeks.

"Maybe not you... but Matteo... he doesn't like it. He doesn't like me being so... annoying," Sangah admitted, her words growing softer as she spoke.

"He said that?" Solace carefully kept the anger from her voice and face as she met Sangah's eyes.

Sangah looked down without responding.

Clenching her fists, Sol forced her anger away.

"Alright. If you were dating you, how would you treat you?"

Sangah blinked, turning to look at Solace, baffled.

"What—?"

Solace covered her mouth immediately. "Trust me. How would you treat yourself?"

Sangah looked down, her lips thinning. "...I'd... I'd be nicer?" She thought for another moment, then spoke softly. "I'd be gentle with her sensitivity, listen... laugh with her, maybe cry too. I'd treat myself with respect."

Solace smiled. "Exactly."

"Listen, Sangah—you are not perfect. But that's not what makes a good relationship! You said it yourself, remember?

---

"Because at the end, relationships are all about both of us being comfortable and having fun!" Sangah had grinned happily at Sol.

---

Sol's eyes softened the more she looked into Sangah's eager eyes. "You have your own weaknesses. Flaws even. But don't you dare let that piece of- man! ..try to convince you to be ashamed of who you are."

Despite everything in her screaming to stop, Sol took Sangah's chin, forcing her to look up.

"If he can't appreciate you for who you are, then he's not worth your time or your heart, and especially not your tears."

Solace almost unconsciously wiped away a stray tear escaping Sangah's eye.

Their faces grew closer as Sol spoke—

"A room isn't truly alive if you're not in it, Sangah. You're what people are too afraid to be."

Sol smiled, looking at Sangah softly.

Sangah didn't think about how physically close they were. She didn't think about how beautiful Sol's eyes were. How gentle and soft Sol was with her. Or how tantalizing her full lips were.. how beautiful she was..

No.

Sangah was grateful. Grateful Solace was here to give her... well, solace.

Cutting through her thoughts, Sol chuckled, smirking.

"Everyone is too serious anyway."

Sangah laughed as she allowed tears to roll down her cheeks. It was silly to feel pathetic in front of Sol of all people. Sangah trusted her... she was her everything..her best friend, her rock, her...

Solace's eyes widened seeing Sangah's tears. "Wait, no, don't—!"

Sol yelped as Sangah tackled her in a tight hug, hard enough to cut off her air supply.

They lay on the floor, their bodies pressed against each other emotionally. Sol hugged Sangah hesitantly as the woman cried on her shoulder.

Sangah snuggled her face against Sol's neck, sobbing.

It wasn't good but—

Solace's mind almost involuntarily panicked at having the smaller woman in her arms again. No matter how she tried, she couldn't control her feelings.

Her arm tightened around Sangah as she buried her face in her shoulder, her eyes filling with tears. She buried her face deeper onto Sangha's neck breathing her in. Sols eyes closed.

No matter how she acted... It hurts. It hurt how everything happened.

---

"Do you think you could wait for me?" Sangah had asked quietly.

Sol wasn't even looking at her. How could she?

—"Oh, Matteo talked to me, so I decided to put you aside and ask you to wait until I decide if I really want you"—

.....

---

That was it.

That was their WILD "breakup."

Sol knew this wasn't... good. But she'd be lying if she said she cared. Either way, it was only a few hours before the recoupling! It wouldn't be long until Sangah chose her again... right?

Sangah herself didn't think about what she felt for Sol. How could she?!

She was crying on her shoulder, for heaven's sake!! Her heart was just thankful to have her near being... herself. The same woman who seemed to be the only thing keeping her grounded in the furious sea of emotion..

Sangah was grateful for Sol in every way that mattered.

After Sangah's breathing calmed, Solace pulled her away, looking into her eyes. "Seriously, don't let this man decide for you because his advice is sh... poop."

Laughing, Sangah wiped her tears, genuinely smiling. "Okay!"

Solace smiled. She was happy Sangah was smiling and even happier she had helped…

After a beat, they both realized how Sangah was straddling Sol's lap, hands on her shoulders. Sol's hand on her thigh. Their bodies pressed against each other's as if wanting to mold together..

.........

"SORRY!!"

"NO I'M SORRY!"

They both scrambled to get up.

"Sorry!"

"No, you're fine! I'm sorry—ow!"

"Sorry! I didn't mean to hit your boob; it was in the way!"

"No, It's okay! it does that!"

They both finally got up, standing facing the door, faces crimson.

After about 30 painfully slow seconds, Sangah asked, her face still red:

"Can we put black paint in his shampoo?"

Sol's eyes widened before turning to Sangah, horrified. "No! I would literally kill someone if that happened to me!"