#u can b honest I won’t b mad I’m just curious

[souvlakicocaine]

so how old do I look

[pan-inc]

SDR2 Boys +Chiaki Figuring Out Their S/O Is FtM

  Blank (Aka Mod Rantaro) was working on part SDR2 and DRV3 of the boys when they have a crush on you, but she dislocated her wrist part way of writing them and insisted she finish them herself, so I decided to do some work and write this with some ideas from Blank since I’m not too good at making ideas ;;

  I don’t think I was too specific on whether or not they’re FtM or MtF, so go ahead and change the pronouns if you need!

  (I myself am not transgender and don’t know anyone who is, so I’m very sorry if I get some incorrect information on you guys)   Non-Despair AU

  Y/N- Your Name   D/N- Dead Name

-Mod Chihiro

Spoilers under the cut

  (Warning, there is a tiny bit of dead naming in this but not in a ‘them trying to be transphobic or rude’  way, just them not knowing your actual name yet.)

Hajime Hinata

  Not even gonna hide it, I headcannon Hajime as FtM as well, so let’s just go with he hasn’t told you about how he’s trans either.

  “YOU’RE TRANS?! WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME BEFORE WE EVEN STARTED DATING D/N?!”

  Him calling you by your now dead name made you flinch slightly, “I-Im sorry! I knew that you would be grossed out and stuff, so I-”

  “Grossed out? Why the hell would I be grossed out by you being trans?”

  “Y-You just got mad... Mad at me? And... A-And......” You are very confused, his mood switch from yelling to being concerned was a bit too much to deal with over the heart-pounding anxiety of coming out to him.

  Your anxiety dies down a little and confusion rises through the roof once Hajime hugs you as tightly as he can, “I wasn’t mad at you being who you really are, I was just... A little upset that you didn’t trust me with this information earlier in our relationship, but I guess I have no room to talk.”

  You hug him back while not processing the last part of his explanation, snuggling your face into his neck instead. “I also have something to tell you.” “Hm?”

  “I’m also trans,,,,”

  So after you two coming out to each other he takes a little bit to get used to your new name, and he promises to himself that he’ll buy you literally anything you need from The Store™ to feel comfortable once he gets a hang of your name.

  If you feel ~dysphoria~ before then, he will not hesitate to let you borrow some of his baggier clothes and possibly even a binder if your body hates you enough.

Nagito Komeada

  You wanted to talk to him about your transition, but he just started rambling on and on about hope. You were getting a little upset (so was Hajime, but a lot more than just a little upset.) but your anxiety about him not accepting you forced you to stay quiet and just let him ramble.

  “God Nagito, if you’re not going to shut up for me at least do it to hear what D/N has to say.” Hajime snaps, shutting up Nagito.

  “Y/N...” You whisper softly in an attempt to correct Hajime, but he doesn’t hear.

  “Okay, what do you need D/N?” He seems slightly upset that Hajime interrupted his preaching, but lightened up when he started talking to you.

  “Please call me Y/N!” You accidentally shout, quickly covering your mouth, “Sorry for yelling...”

  Hajime, despite not knowing how to spell without help, clicked it in his brain what you were trying to say to Nagito, so he quickly excused himself and walks away.

  “I’m sorry Y/N, what do you need?”

  “I, uhm... You’re bisexual right? So, that means my transition won’t be too hard on you right?”

  Nagito tilts his head to the side, but then quickly picks you up and hugs you.

  “My wonderful Y/N is so amazing, don’t be filled with so much despair just because you want to come out to me!”

  Honestly, what else would you expect. He’s insanely supportive of your transition and thinks of you as an even more special hope that he isn’t deserving of. 

  You might have to reassure him a bit more than you usually did, but it’s 100% worth it in the end.

  Will totally lend you his jacket.

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu

  To be honest, you came out to Peko before getting anywhere close to coming out to Fuyuhiko. You knew he loved you with all of his heart, but you were worried about if that would change if you transitioned.

  Peko was really supportive, but she had let it slip a few times to Fuyuhiko.

  Thank God Peko is smart enough to make a smooth recovery to make sure Fuyuhiko doesn’t find out before you’re comfortable with him knowing.

  After a bit of encouraging and planning from Peko, you finally decided it was time to come out to him.

  You walk up to Fuyuhiko, who was talking to Peko, and pull on his suit sleeve as gently as you could while still gaining his attention. “Huh? Yeah D/N?” “Can we talk about something?” You respond, trying to not sound too serious to try to not scare him.

  Fuyuhiko looks at Peko, back at you, then back to Peko, as if asking for permission to leave the conversation.

  “Go ahead Young Master. Our conversation can wait.” She smiles and walks away, leaving you panicking to yourself and a confused Fuyuhiko.

  “U-Uhm... Does the Kuzuryu Clan support same sex relationships?”

  “Huh? The hell? Why do you want to know that?”

  “Because I am now the second leader of the Kuzuryu Clan, Y-Y/N! A-And now your.... Your b-boyfriend?”

  “Well fuck, they better support gays and transgenders or they’re getting kicked out and fucking murdered.”

  Peko smiles in strong Ally.

Kazuichi Soda

  Big think.

  Was he into guys? Before he got to know you, a gal (Sos if you aren’t), better he was enamored by Sonia, also a gal.

  From what you know, he’s never liked any guys, so what if he wasn’t okay with dating you when you transitioned?

  (Spoiler for later in this scenario, he’s bi-curious uvu)

  You decided to come out to him using your knowledge that he taught you about making electronic stuff.

  It was hard to hide that you were making something from him. but with a quick “I’m making a gift for you, you’re going to be so proud of me!” He (reluctantly) leaves you be to create whatever your creating.

  After a long bit of working, you had finally finished.

  Two little doll-like items (Kinda like Mini Maru) that looked like Kazuichi and the real you. The Mini Y/N was holding a trans flag and Mini Kazu had a blank flag that can be changed at a later time, and the two Minis had their arms intertwined.

  “Kazu~! Look look, I’m done with my project!”

  He turns and looks at your invention. “Oh, what is this D/N? Is that me? Who’s that?”

  “It’s me and you of course!”

  After a bit of his confusion, he understands and supports you greatly. Like a simp 

Gundham Tanaka

  After thinking about the pros and cons of every possible way to come out to  G U N D H A M  T A N A K A , you just decided to come out to him in a more straight-forward way after brainstorming with Sonia.

  You run up behind the slightly embarrassed G U N D H A M  T A N A K A who was being complimented by Sonia and jump onto him, almost making him fall over onto poor Sonia. After giving her the signal she excuses herself and makes her escape.

  After getting off G U N D H A M  T A N A K A ‘s back and calming him down from his extremely blushy state, you start panicking over what to do again.

  ‘What if he doesn’t like me because I’m a guy? What if he’s transphobic? Love isn’t the purpose of life, but he’s been such a huge part of me that I don’t even know how I’d be if he was gone. You’d be so lost without him-’

  “Fallen Angel, are you alright? My skin didn’t poison you, did it?” He asks, obvious concern in his voice.

  “Oh, no, it’s not that.” You take a deep breath, look up at him, and push your anxiety as far down as it can go.

  “I-I don’t want to be your Queen a-anymore!”

  “You... Don’t want to be my Queen?” There was a lot of pain in his voice and you realize what you said.

  “T-That’s not what I meant! I want to be your Queen of the Underworld and Overworld, b-but I would...” You take a deep breath, “I would rather be your K-King!”

  He pulls you into his arms and hugs you as tightly as he can, burying his face into your neck.

  You hug him back, “Also, please call me Y/N.”

  “Anything for my King. I will tell my Devas of this news so they do not make you uncomfortable.”

  Sonia is very happy about the energy she has created in the studio today.

Nekomaru Nedai

  I’m not very good at writing for Nekomaru so I’m gonna have to skip the coming out part, I’m very sorry if you wanted to read you coming out to him TvT

  But anyways~

  He isn’t the brightest light bulb, so he does his research.

  If you wear chest binders he’ll panic quite a bit but after asking you and gaining more knowledge, he goes less hard on you when it comes to exercising.

  Your binder is giving you troubles? Fucking take a break, take it off, B R E A T H E.

  Oh, you want muscles to look more ‘manly’ like him? First, he will let you know that you don’t have to look ‘manly’ to be who you are. If you still insist then he will help with your want.

Teruteru Hanamura

  Before you officially got together he would flirt with practically everyone no matter their gender, so you were pretty confident about him not leaving you because he’s ‘NoT gAy’.   So uh

  I’m horrible at writing him

  So just know he’s supportive and doesn’t really mind that you transition.

Chiaki Nanami

  “Hey Chiaki? Can I talk to you about something?” You walk into her room with your beautiful flag in your arms.

  “Yes D/N?” Chiaki hums, not looking away from the screen of whatever she was playing.

  You drape your flag over your arms and then wrap them around Chiaki’s neck in an attempt to hug her from behind, “Please call me Y/N.”

  She looks over at the flag and after a bit of the wheels in her brain turning, it clicks in her brain what you mean. “Okay. Is there anything else you need, Y/N?” You smile at your names coming from her and sit next to her properly and nuzzle into her hair while using your flag as a blanket, “Just your support.”

  She smiles softly, “You already have that bunny, you should know that already. Also, tell me if my nicknames make you feel uncomfortable.”

  Very supportive, will get into the head of anyone who says anything mean to you about you being transgender.

  But besides that she doesn’t really make a big deal of you being trans. A gud gorl.

Ultimate Imposter

  He’s someone who can and will be the impostor of anyone no matter their gender (’Cuz that’s his whole ultimate) So he absolutely wouldn’t judge you for changing genders, right?

  So I’ve rewritten this like 4 times, even with the help of Mod Rantaro, and neither of us know his personality very well so sorry about this.

  Either way, he’d be very supportive and buy you everything you need to feel comfortable in your body.

Izuru Kamakura

  Hm.

  Oh, you’re trans?

  Oh cool.

  So who are we giving despair to today?

[joviette]

                         I realized that I (might) fall for someone when….

a.   I just can’t stop looked at him, and never getting bored even he just wearing his faint smiles or awkwardly looking at peoples around him.

b.   I’m so happy when I heard his voice, I could hear it all day long and still smiling like an idiot—but I don’t even give a fuck about it.

c.   I admired how his shy smile looked so great on him—I wish he’ll smiles a lot instead smirking like he is a fuckboi—but still I’m okay even he don’t smile too much. Because its like he give me mercy—I’m a weak heart for a cute little smiley creature like him.

d.   I wish he would tied his shoes lace perfectly so he won’t slipped because of it. I can’t do anything if he injured or something bad happened to him, and it hurts me too.

e.   I want him to proud of himself because i believed everyone who knows him would proud of him as a person, he is talented and his talent is a gift for many peoples. I don’t remember the last time I could never get bored to see someone being so passionate with what he’s good at like him.

f.    I want to send him a letter and let him know that someone could love him because he’s just beautiful and deserved to be loved by many.

g.   I can’t help but getting overexcited when I found something similar between him and I. such as : words he said or his latest song on his playlist. I wish I know more but I’m also wish I don’t get myself into delusional things because I don’t wanna loose him after having too much feeling involved.

h.   I do imagine things about him, like whats the meaning of his tattoes or why he wear piercing but still look so damn good with it, or since when he wear braces?—but honestly I’m just curious why he looks so beautiful in my eyes that’s why I wish I know the answers.

i.     Sometimes I could imagine about his romantic side like how he’ll treat his girl, what kind of girl he likes, what kind of dates he preferred, is he even read books? What food he likes to eat? Is he a family person? Did he brave enough to watched horror movies? Did he enjoy spicy foods? Did he get along with deep talk? Did he listened to song because he want to hear the lyrics?

I do imagined that, but I preferred it left unanswered. Sometimes, it’s easier that way.

j.    I wonder how its feels like to hear him calling my name.

k.   I want to know his fears

l.     I want to hear his sleepy voice.

m.  I want to see what he looks like when he’s crying, but I don’t wanna see him sad.

n.   I wanna know if he likes oceans more than he likes mountains.

o.   I want to see him when he is mad. I know it might be scary but I need to see him when he can’t control himself and being honest with what he can’t tolerate.

p.   I asked him if he believed in lochness or any mythical creatures, if he say no, its okay its just a personal preferences. I can’t expect anyone have the same view as me. But, if he said yes I might be crying in happiness and happily shared what I’ve been buried since my teenage days.

q.   I can’t stop staring at his beautiful hands.

r.    I’m started to get my flow back when I heard some random songs, I write something out of the blue and realized that it’s all about him.

s.   I started to like what he likes. I do some research I find out that he mention something randomly. I want to know more about him.

t.    I’m showing affection in my way—he wont even notice it.

u.   I’m being so stiff when it comes to him, can’t even looked at him in the eyes. Blushing like mad, but still want to see him.

v.   I covered some songs as a hint—don’t even expect him to notice it.

w.   I wrote poems and pour everything like it’s a daily basic survival kit.

x.   I wish I can make him laugh and happy.

y.   I don’t do anything to show my heart, but trying my best to follow him like a satelites.

z.   I tend to distance myself from him.

--eisioulicious, entah ada angin apa

00 : 46 AM

[5hfanfiction]

Green Is The Warmest Color - Chapter 22

XXII.

https://www.wattpad.com/story/66624703-green-is-the-warmest-color-camren-fanfic

Camila’s POV

“I seriously don’t need anything fancy to wear, Dinah. I mean Austin won’t mind at all whatever I wear.” I assure Dinah. Here it goes again, Dinah being her fashion icon self. Dinah keeps on rummaging my drawer of t-shirts and jeans that I can wear since it’s already Valentine’s Day and I promised to going out with Austin. I slapped Dinah’s arm for her to stop looking for fancy dresses. “Seriously Dinah! I can wear anything. I can even wear like a total hobo and he won’t even care. Seriously, you don’t really have to worry about it.” I say quite annoyed.

Dinah averted her gaze on me. “But you’ll lose your v-card tonight, Mila. You’ve gotta be pretty! It has to be extra special.” Lose my v-card? Wait what! Since when did I tell her that I’ll lose my v-card on the v-day? I gasped at her in shock realizing what she had just said. “Don’t play dumb on me now Mila. Been there done that. Although I don’t like Austin that much, I just at least want you to prepare and just know what you’re getting yourself into.” When she said those words, the image of Lauren kissing me in one of the public comfort rooms appeared in my head. I instantly erased it in my mind and remembered Austin and our somewhat ‘date’ tonight.

“I am not going to lose my v-card okay? You have to chill out!” I almost screamed at her and she pulls away her hands from a handful of my shirts and it seems like she literally just ransacked my whole drawer.

“Okay woah I’m chill!” She collapses on the bed and rests. “I’m sorry okay? I’m just- I don’t know I’m overwhelmed and happy and confused. I’m overwhelmed by the fact that you’re changing into someone I’ve always wanted for you to become. Like someone who goes to parties and meets new people every night. I’m happy that you found a guy to make you smile. But I am also confused. It’s like- It’s just like you’re changing and it’s all my fault. I don’t know – do you like how you feel about changing?” She blurts out while hugging a pillow on her bed. I sat on her bed to stare at her and she seems really genuine about it.

I stole her pillow from her touch and she didn’t even notice it. “Dinah listen to me. Nothing is your fault. It’s not like I stopped going to school because I’ve changed.” I chuckle. It’s true. I’ve changed quite a lot lately. I started going to parties Dinah invited me into and met a handful of people. Some of them I exchanged numbers to and some of them just became acquaintances one night. Ever since Lauren agreed to my proposal, our relationship massively changed too. We’ve kissed a bunch of times whenever we had the chance especially when the girls were away and out of sight. At first it felt really weird having to sneak out to share lustful kisses with her but as the time went on, I suddenly felt excited and giddy about it like I craved it every time I thought of Lauren. Maybe if I could admit it to myself, Lauren was a drug and I’m pretty much addicted. That was the start of the change in me. I realized that there’s really nothing wrong with something new, with doing and experiencing something new and with Lauren’s help, it wouldn’t be so much hard.

Every time I took a glance and scroll through my phone’s contacts, the old Camila came back to me and whispered “You’re still Camila Cabello, the one who hides in her room and watches by herself because she’s too afraid of the world.” I would easily remove the thought in my mind even though I never actually had the guts to talk to the people I exchanged numbers to. Dinah would tell me to do so but I never really felt the need to talk to any of them to be honest.

I continue what I’ve been saying. “I still ace my quizzes and essays. I still respect people and my mom is not mad about the fact that I actually go out now and in fact she’s psyched about the idea! Dinah c’mon the only thing that changed is that you don’t have to encourage me anymore. Isn’t that better anyway?” I nudge her and she looks up to me.

“Okay Chancho you’re right.” She finally understands it. “But don’t blame me if I miss the old days okay? The Camila who would kill me if I gave her number to some guys. Anyway I must admit it’s actually really good that you’re hanging out.” She reveals and I embrace her into a tight hug.

The doorbell rings. I let go of our embrace.

“Are you really sure that you’re dressed like that when you guys hang out?” Dinah presses once more. “I mean I actually found a good and you’ll—-.”

I smile at her. “I’ve never been surer.” I opened the door while Dinah watched me from behind. It revealed Austin’s face- suddenly smiling and his eyes lighting upon seeing my face.

“You look pretty.” He compliments and I can’t help but smile back. “Also, if you don’t mind, these flowers I bought for you. I don’t know if you’re allergic or something but I really hope not.” I caught the bouquet of flowers in my hand and he chuckled.

“Dinah, we’re about to go. Will you be okay by yourself?” I ask Dina who’s still intently watching our interaction.

Dinah continues to study my face before speaking up. “Austin-d-don’t forget to bring condom!” Before I even closed the door, I gave her the most devilish glare I could ever give to someone and mouthed ‘you are such a shit, Dinah’ and she even laughed at the realization that she almost made things awkward.

I decided to leave and Austin remained silent while we’re on our way to whatever place he planned for us to go. But surprisingly, Austin and I went to a fancy dining restaurant. It explains the black suit, the white shirt inside and black pants. From his messy brown hair down to his worn boots, he almost seemed formal to me. The place is nice, almost Italian vibes or something, but what got me is how can he pay for something so fancy and grand like this?

“Austin.” I stopped him before fully coming inside. “Austin I don’t think we can’t. This is almost like a restaurant inside a five- star hotel.”

He smiles at me. “Camila, don’t worry I’ve got this all planned.” Somehow his smile made me feel like there’s really nothing wrong about this and it’s going to be alright. So, I followed his lead inside. The restaurant is not just fancy; somehow the people who are eating inside look like they belong in the riches part of the society. Austin guided me to our reserved table and if the food here already is expensive then how the hell can he afford a reserved table?

It made me think of Austin and how much I’ve known him through these weeks we’ve been actually together. But not together like in a relationship, because this is casual and we’re just good friends. I sat on my place and Austin brought the flowers beside me as he picked one flower in the bouquet and put it in the vase on top of our table. He sat too, officially facing me.

“All things okay, Mr. Mahone?” Austin smiles at the waiter and he left us alone after the assurance.

Austin then faces me once again. “I want to make this Valentine’s Day special for you. I’m not actually the grand gesture type of guy… but for you…. I’d actually make an exception.”

Wow. If I wasn’t that speechless. I quite am now.

“Actually it made me think Austin. How can you afford all of these things? You’re- I don’t know. I mean yeah, I don’t really know you that much. Who are you really?” I question him not in an irritable tone but more of a curious one. Austin clears his throat before answering my question.

“I’m sorry Camila I didn’t tell you sooner. But I promise! I promise I’d tell you.” He stops mid- sentence studying my reaction. “I’m actually the son of the owner of the Mahone Enterprises and Companies.”

I’m definitely speechless now.

How the hell did I not try to put the puzzle pieces back together and find out about it?

Austin remains staring at me. “A-are you m-mad at me?”

“I just don’t u-understand. I mean, n-no offense Austin b-but… how can you be a nobody in the school? Like no one actually tries to talk to you and behind all that look of yours, you’re actually an heir of some sort.” I try not to laugh while talking to him. “I mean really? It’s quite confusing.”

“Well even if my father owns the Mahone Enterprises and Companies, I was really a nobody.” He chuckles before continuing. “I was born to clothe myself like that and I never really bonded with people when I was a child. They thought I was weird or something like I scared them off because of my nerdy look. When I looked at the mirror one day and examined myself, I was not happy too but what could I do? That was me even before they met me. So I stayed like that until I became a high school student.” I pay much attention to him wanting him to continue his story. “When I became a high school student, the bullying got even worse than I thought it would be. I mean people actually laugh behind my back and mess with my locker and I don’t know how to fight them because all I was taught was to be kind to people no matter how mean they are to you.” I feel like I want to hug Austin at this very moment but I decide against it because in all of these I still want to know how his story ends or may have ended in fact. “I just shrugged them off I guess until I got used to the bullying and to the same people’s faces that laugh and pick at me. Sometimes they would look at me but most of the time they just ignore and that’s how I knew I won. I mean they don’t bother me anymore right?” I nodded and he smiled right after. “But somehow everything about my high school changed when you actually came to my life.”

He stopped right there and I remained staring at him, urging him to continue but I didn’t think he would actually continue until I said something. “Uhm, what d-do you mean by that?” I simply asked.

“What I meant was you gave light to the darkness in those hallways I walked every morning, Camila. You really changed my high school life. Remember when you approached me after Chemistry class? I remember it because that’s when my life changed.” Now I’m even more curious. “After we talked about the-you know? The thing you asked me to do. The next day people actually look at me but not the same look when they were judging me. Somehow the look became curious and intrigued.”

“I don’t even know. I mean, I’m also a nobody too Austin!” I respond back at him and he continues his story.

“My locker hasn’t been bothered ever since and it actually felt good. Not being bothered and everything being okay for once. That’s also when I knew I had to change myself. I saw you changing, evolving even Camila. I saw how you became even prettier woman in these weeks we’ve been together, somehow.” I smile at the thought that I had helped him. “You changed me Camila. When before I didn’t like change, I definitely like it now.”

It’s also a one big fact that Austin has changed. From the way he cloths himself and from the way he speaks to people. He may still be a bit shy about it but people actually noticed it too. Some students actually have talked about him and also confessed their little and happy crush on him. Austin still couldn’t acknowledge it fully though but I’ve been helping him with the change since I’ve been going through the same thing too. One time at school, we were approached by a handful of students asking us about relationship advice. Since it’s pretty obvious in school that we’re a couple in short I became desperate for it to look like real, we answered the questions.

“Austin and Camila wait up!” Austin and I stopped walking and stayed by our lockers. I carefully watched as one of the girls absolutely swooned over Austin and I didn’t feel any less happy about his new state. “Can you answer few of our questions, for the newspaper at least?” They began asking.

I smiled warmly nudging them to continue with the questions. “Yeah sure of course!” Austin responded.

“Being a couple, what’s the best thing you’ve discovered about each other?” The girl wearing cute glasses started the conversation with the question. It didn’t feel awkward the least since Austin and I have been pretty much used to it recently.

I had to answer first. “Well, Austin is a really sweet and nice guy. He can be annoying at times but he’s a really good listener too.” I saw a smile appearing upon Austin’s face before he answered.

“Camila is pretty and adorable in any ways. I like everything about her.” Austin answered smoothly and the girls just said their usual “awww” and “ooooohhhh”.

“What the biggest fear of the both of you?” They inquired once again.

Austin then answered first. “My biggest fear right now? To lose Camila any moment. It sounds so scary.” I wanted to laugh but refused myself to do it because Austin seemed serious about it.

“Just like anyone’s answers, my biggest fear is to lose the people I love.” I told them.

“Would losing Austin count though?” One of the giddy girls asked. “If you don’t mind me asking since you’re a couple after all.”

I smiled and that smile they knew was already a yes. I didn’t have to answer.

“Last one! What will you say to your old self?”

“That you…”

“That you…”

Austin and I didn’t notice we spoke the same time. We both laughed at the sudden act. The girls laughed and giggled with us too. “You guys really are so cute!”

I thought I’d be the one answering first. “That you don’t be afraid of anything, explore the world, because it’s beautiful and it’s wonderful and you’ll be happy.”

Austin smiled. “That you don’t know what might happen anytime. Be good and be kind always.” Austin looked at me and it’s not the same way he looked at me the first time and the first few days of our agreement. Being friends with Austin is never a bad thing at all.

I didn’t even notice the food coming by our table. The pasta and carbonara with spinach on top and garlic bread, few wine and orange juice and chicken soup. I start to consume my food before Austin notices my discomfort. Somehow it’s all making sense to me, maybe or maybe not, but it can be true and there’s only one way for me to find out; for Austin to say it to my face.

“How’d you find the food and the ambience?” He spoke up breaking the silence eating us. “I specifically picked this place to impress you.”

I stopped eating. “Why? Why would you want to impress me?” I didn’t want to sound cocky at all but I really had to know. I really want to know if it’s true.

“Because….” He’s getting all sweaty and nervous. “B-because… I l-like you. I like you, Camila.” There he blurted it out, the one specific thing I was afraid for to happen. I mean it’s a privilege and a compliment but I didn’t want him to like me because I can’t reciprocate his feelings. I could never reciprocate his feelings for me and I feel bad about it.

I sigh averting my gaze on him. “Since when?”

“S-since before we met. Since before you approached me after my Chemistry class. I’ve always f-found you charming and pretty and when you approached me and asked me about the agreement, I couldn’t let go of the chance of spending time with you.”

The truth being revealed to my face is a pain and a beauty and the same time. I’m absolutely grateful that Austin thought of me that way since before I actually changed. I just don’t want to lead him on.

Austin held my hand. “I would never ask something more from you. Just let me have these feelings for you. I p-promise I won’t cross any boundaries from here.” A friendly smile creeps up to my face and I knew that we would remain friends. Maybe not for so long but we would.

I came back to our dorm after the fancy dining restaurant we’ve been to. Austin took me home with his Rolls Royce, even if I already know the truth about him; it still surprises me that he managed to hide his true identity from me and from all the people at school. I said goodbye to Austin and thanked him for the wonderful night and he just smiled mouthing welcome. Actually being friends with Austin has perks at all, he can give me a ride any moment. I almost laughed at the thought. When I reached the door of our dorm, I heard muffles and whispers inside and I didn’t know if Dinah was home but if she was, what would she be possibly doing on a Valentine’s night? Siope may have invited her out and if he did, who would be inside at this hour?

When I turned the door handle, I also took out my pepper spray in case someone might have sneaked out our dorm and that someone has bad things in mind. I carefully turned the door handle until it fully revealed the dorm to my eyes and before a shadow even approached me, I sprayed the person whoever the hell it was with my pepper spray.

“Go away! Go away! Get away from me!” I started screaming. I didn’t notice that I’ve been punching the person’s body by now and when I felt something strange in my hands.

Boobs.

“What the hell Camz! Stop! Awww! H—.” I stopped spraying the person whom I just realized was a girl. That voice being so familiar it struck me. It’s Lauren. “What the hell is with you and pepper spray?!” Her voice almost broke maybe because of the pain that strings in her eyes because of the pepper spray. She is wearing a 1975 shirt and a plain shorts although she keeps on wiping her eyes and honestly she looks awfully in pain and my stomach churn at the sight. I caused this.

“Oh God! I’m sorry Laur. I didn’t realize…. I’m really sorry. I thought it was someone who may be a kidnapper or something.” I hold Lauren’s back carefully until we are both sat on my bed. “Wait here, I’m going to go get some draped towel or something.” Before I even got to stand up and find myself a towel to wipe her eyes, some strange shadow from a figure appeared in the kitchen. My eyes widened when it barked, not just once, but a bunch of times.

“Lauren?” I turned to Lauren and there’s a weak smiling creeping upon her face.

“Surprise! I got you a puppy!” Lauren seemingly appeared enthusiastic, I didn’t mind at all when I jumped into her and embraced her into a tight and warm hug. I can feel Lauren’s arms being draped around me and I quickly buried my face on her neck. “Guess, you’re welcome.” She chuckles.