#the way louis flirts and his laugh (and violets glare and his apology) about clem flipping ruby just makes him come off as so straight to me

[spacedlexi]

what are your opinions on louis x aasim?

i dont ship it personally but its fine i have nothing against it. i think its cute that (supposedly. dont ask me for a source but maybe someone else has it) apparently aasim was gonna have embarrassing shit about louis in his journal but it was cut lol. aasim youll always be bi to me in my heart i know its true

i have no reason to split him from ruby tho like theyre fine too so shrugs. the idea of aasim having a crush on louis before clem shows up i can appreciate at least. adds a little Flavor. aasim having an unresolved crush on him i think is a fun addition to their dynamic. definitely see aasim as the sort who would see louis do something goofy or obnoxious and being like "i cant believe i have a crush on you this is so embarrassing for me 😑"

[yellowsugarwords]

I love your blog sm. You’re literally so talented Ily omg. I was wondering if I could request a Mitch x reader where him and the reader get into an argument? Knowing him, Ik he’ll be stubborn af and I think it’d be cute to see him all flustered trying to apologize. Keep up the amazing writing dude ❤️❤️

I’m gonna combine this request with two others, this one:

Ah, Mitch x reader hc, only they’re oblivious to signs that he likes them. I’ve read a bunch of your headcanons, they’re all quite good so I’m glad I found your tumblr XD

and this one:

Hc: Mitch and Clementine get in constant arguments. They get picked on day to go on a run together and Clem twist her ankle. Mitch carries her back. And they both realize the other isn’t that bad.

it’ll make sense as you read :) also thank you guys for your love ilysm ❤️❤️

Mitch was an idiot.

Clementine hadn’t always thought so, but recently? It was hard to see otherwise.

The only reason Clementine vocally started pursuing him was because Violet gave her the go-ahead.

Violet had weaselled the confession out of him during a game of truth or dare.

“Just put the moves on him,” Violet had scoffed.

“Who says ‘put the moves on’ anymore?”

“He’ll dig it. Just do it.”

Clementine caved.

And her plan began.

It started with dinner.

Clementine made a point to sit beside him.

She laughed at all of his jokes.

She brushed her hand against his arm.

He didn’t even really look at her.

He was too busy cracking up with Louis.

Clementine turned to Violet, her stare blank and irritated.

Violet just shrugged.

“Hey,” Clementine said, catching him before he went to bed that night.

Mitch turned, brows pressed.

“Sleep well tonight, okay?” She said softly. Sheepishly, she tucked some loose hair behind her ear. “Rest up for tomorrow.”

Mitch gave her a once over, hesitating. “Sure. You too.”

Then he vanished.

Clementine’s shoulders sagged.

He was a lost cause.

Clementine brought Mitch breakfast the next day.

“Thanks,” he sighed, immediately starting to eat. “I’m starving.”

Clementine was hoping for a better thanks.

She withheld a groan and left.

“Hey Clem,” Mitch said.

Clementine was working on planting things in the greenhouse with Ruby. Hearing Mitch at the door, she left.

“What?” She asked.

Her heart jumped with hope.

“I’m supposed to tell you that you’re on hunting duty tomorrow. Then dish duty.”

Clementine’s shoulders sagged.

Mitch laughed. “I know, lame right?”

He left.

Clementine could’ve screamed.

Clementine didn’t bother flirting for the rest of the day.

She didn’t see a point.

He wasn’t getting the hint.

As Clementine was gearing up for hunting the next day, Mitch trotted up beside her.

“Ready?” He asked.

Clem’s brows furrowed. “What are you doing here?”

“Louis wanted to work the greenhouse so I took his hunting spot.”

Glancing past his shoulder, Clem spotted Violet and Louis chatting and smiling.

Violet was the best wingman.

Clementine felt the courage to try again.

Since they were alone and away from Ericson, maybe she’d have a better chance.

Maybe he’d reciprocate.

Clementine moved closer.

She let her shoulder brush against his arm.

Mitch chuckled, and Clementine hoped that was a good sign.

“You really suck at balance, huh?” He teased.

Clementine closed her eyes.

Then, finally, she snapped.

“Mitch, are you dense?” She finally scoffed, storming in front of him and stopping.

They both stopped walking.

He blinked. “What?”

“I’m interested in you, Mitch.” Clementine spat. “I’ve been trying to show you that for days.”

Mitch blinked.

“I thought you were interested back. I was told you were, but you haven’t shown me that.”

Mitch fidgeted, moving from foot to foot, not saying anything.

Clementine scoffed, her crossed arms flopped defeatedly. “Are you going to say anything?”

He gulped. “Clem, I–”

“No, stop,” Clem sighed, holding up her hands and lowering her head, changing her mind.

She let out a dejected laugh, like the conversation hurt.

“Just tell me whether or not you’re interested. Say yes or no.”

Mitch fidgeted again. “Clem, I just–”

Clem scoffed, waving her hands. “Forget it, Mitch. Just forget it.”

“Wait, Clem I–”

“Save it.” She snapped. “I don’t like being lied to, Mitch.”

Clementine turned, starting back for Ericson.

She’d go alone. She didn’t care about the risk.

“Clem, please.”

Clementine scoffed, whipping her head around as she walked.

Why was he refusing to answer her question but kept trying to talk to her?

“Mitch, can you just–”

Her words were cut off with a wail.

Her foot snagged on an upturned tree root.

Her ankle twisted.

She crashed to the ground.

Mitch could feel his heart drop.

He darted forward, not caring about the amount of noise they were making.

“Clem!” he called, throwing himself at her side.

He gently rolled her over, brushing the hair out of her face and the dirt off her cheeks.

All she could do was groan and whimper.

“Hey, hey,” he breathed, slowly brushing more dirt away.

He hoped the motion could calm her.

“You’re okay, okay? I’ll make sure of it.”

Clementine said nothing.

She didn’t want to talk to him.

She just wanted the pain to stop.

She could feel his arms snake under her body and lift her.

She felt weightless.

But her ankle was excruciating.

She stayed quiet.

She had nothing to say.

When they returned to Ericson, she could hear the chaos around them.

She opened her tired eyes.

“She hurt her ankle pretty bad.” Mitch said to Louis, adjusting her in his arms.

“I’ll get Ruby,” Louis said, scurrying away.

Violet frowned. “Come on, I’ll help you to her room.”

Ruby met them there.

Violet, Louis and Mitch waited outside while Ruby bandaged her up.

“What happened out there?” Violet scoffed, smacking Mitch’s arm.

“How did she hurt herself? How bad was it?”

“Did she make a move? Did you?” Violet asked, silencing Louis.

Louis smacked her arm.

Mitch sighed and leaned against the wall, closing his eyes. “No. I didn’t. She did.”

“And?” Violet whisper-yelled, not wanting to draw Clem’s attention from inside the room.

Mitch’s eyes stayed closed. “I didn’t respond to it. To any of them.”

“What?” Louis and Violet gawked in sync.

Mitch groaned, eyes open and arms swaying. “I’m bad with this. You guys know that.”

“You’re not gonna get any better like this,” Violet scoffed.

Mitch glared.

He hated that she was right.

“You gotta try, Mitch.” Louis said, setting a hand against his shoulder, taking a gentler approach. “You’re not gonna get better if you don’t.”

Mitch hated that he was right too.

He needed to be better.

More than anything, he needed to be honest.

“She’s patched up,” Ruby said, slipping out. “I wrapped her ankle and gave her some pain killers. She’s resting.”

“Can I see her?” Mitch asked, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

Ruby shrugged. “I don’t see why not.”

Urgently, he pushed his way in.

He didn’t need to hear anything else.

“Clem,” he said, clicking the door shut, starting for the side of her bed.

She was staring up and didn’t respond.

“Clem please, hear me out.”

Clem stayed silent but turned her head to face him.

“I never know how to say it.” He finally fumbled out, the words catching in his throat.

Clementine furrowed her brows, sitting upright.

Mitch flinched forward, carefully holding her arms to assist her.

Clementine thought it was sweet. It seemed like he cared.

“What?” She asked.

Mitch shifted again, his ears pink.

Clementine could see, she just didn’t say anything.

“I never know how to say what I feel.” He said. “I suck at it. And I’m sorry for that.”

Clementine thought it was cute when he was embarrassed.

For the time being, she needed to stay serious.

She needed more than that.

Clementine pressed her lips together.

She cleared her throat. “Can you show it?”

Mitch gulped. “That’s why I came in here.”

Clementine’s heart picked up pace.

“I wanted to ask you if I had permission to try.”

Clementine slowly smiled. “You do.”

He kissed her.

He didn’t think twice.

He dipped in gently, cupped her face, and swept his lips against hers.

And she loved it.

They both did.