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Chapter 4 — my sweetest sixteenth

name: my sweetest sixteenth by sleepdeprivedshark

rating: gen audiences

word count: 3,500

done?: wip, 2 chapters left

genre: fluff, birthdays

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elliot lay awake in his bed, thinking.

 

00:34 , the clock read.

thirty-four minutes into the 24 hours of april 6th known as millicent brooks’ birthday.

 

in the past 5 or so hours he’s been rotting away, he thought of what to give her for her birthday. in truth, her prior invitation was unexpected to elliot— he realized he forgot what to even get her.

 

as he stared at the ceiling, as if longing for an answer, it struck him. flowers.

 

milly, to the average person, was by no means, a flowery girl. she was the spitting opposite, a tomboyish girl who found delight in flamboyant hobbies such as guitar.

 

however, to elliot, she was not the average person. she was one of the kindest, most selfless people he had known. and in their afternoons on the garden grounds, she grew to be quite fond of flowers, especially orchids. the language of them enchanted her, sweetly filling her mind. yellow, pink, and red— her favorite colors. they symbolized happiness, joy, and love.

 

as he finalized that gift, making a mental note to visit the florist before dropping by her place, another unwanted bell chimed in his mind. a bell that told him to profess his unrequited love. a bell that could kill him.

 

and that’s how he ended up here: unable to control his limbs, fountain pen in hand, writing on a piece of parchment that was soon to contain all of his feelings.

 

he was, in the nicest way possible, doomed and in love.

 

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10:33, april 6th.

 

elliot awoke (yes he slept, shocker!) from his 6 hours of sleep, deprived of energy and motivation to get up.

 

a ding! was heard from his phone.

 

[🪷 FLOWERFATE ]

Order for Mr. Thornton

Your order is now ready! Please pick it up within the next hour. Thank you!

 

 

he quickly shot up, taking a short but thorough shower and threw on some clothes he prepared during his late night overthinking session.

 

because the florist was only a ten minute walk away, he figured he’d prefer walking to and fro rather than take a cab. he chucked his phone out of his pocket to see a notification popped up. hailey austin? milly’s friend?

 

hailey

hello, is this elliot?

 

elliot

Hi, yes? :)

 

hailey

hii so is it ok if u head here at like 12:00?? we wanna prepare a surprise for milly so we’re all coming 30mins early 💖💖

 

elliot

Sure!

I’ll be there in a while. Just preparing something.

 

hailey

alr alr thank you!! see you there!! 💖💖

 

 

 

 

he grinned at the message, looking forward to surprising milly.

 

 

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12:00

 

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elliot arrived into the small cafe, a humble local business by luke’s family. it was booked for the day, to hold milly’s little celebration.

 

seeing as the music club was quite busy, he shot them a quick smile before getting his ‘surprise’ ready. it was a small one, but luke helped him find a tiny storage cabinet to place the flower bouquet before turning back to his work.

 

[Orchids represent love: they attract love, soothe the soul, and deepen friendships.] Credits

 

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12:31

 

it was official. pink-haired devil, millicent brooks, was late to her own birthday party.

 

elliot, in truth, accepted this. celebrated, even. that would just mean he just had more time! a second after the clock ticked once more, the bell on top of the olive-colored glass door chimed and milly entered. oh gosh.

 

oh gosh. she was, words could not describe— utterly and breathtakingly gorgeous.

 

okay. in the eye and mind of a passerby, she was normal, maybe a tad bit fashionable but normal. but elliot? oh no. she was stunning.

 

she was wearing a sleeveless top, followed by her arm warmers with little flowers in them, a guitar pick necklace specially made and gifted by hailey, and some baggy pants. her hair, a mess, but a beautiful one at that. panting after quickly entering, she looked up and spoke, “i’m here!”

 

“milly! happy birthday!”, their club president spoke, pulling her into a hug before the rest followed. elliot smiled at this. good thing he wasn’t the only one to recognize her amazing soul.

 

after that ambush of embraces, she looked up to see elliot and, with no apparent control of her legs, ran up to him in hug. “elliot! so glad you could make it!” she cheered.

 

nervously, he returned the hug, greeting her. “happiest birthday, milly.” he told her before letting go, the difference in her face now an irreversible smile.

 

“so”, hailey started, “let’s start with messages!”

 

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teary-eyed, jake ended his message. “so, no matter how much of a prick you are sometimes, happy birthday milly.” the pink-haired girl was in similar state and gave him a hug, followed by a flurry of “thank you’s”, “i love you too!’s”, and an immeasurable amount of squeezes.

 

prior to milly’s arrival, elliot confided his plans for milly with hailey. being the knowing girl she is, she smirked heavily and gave him a pat on the back. “yeah, sure! hope it goes well.”

 

the birthday girl, however, was not made aware of this. seeing elliot not stand up to greet her punched a small hole in her happiness.

 

shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she coughed, followed by her own voice. “alright, alright! i’ll quit being sappy— let’s not waste the petersons’ food! c’mon, let’s eat!”

 

elliot grabbed a plate, passing it to the shorter girl and sitting next to her. he quietly passed her a note.

 

Sorry for not having a message. Need to talk to you after :)

 

she raised an eyebrow at this, but shrugged it off and flashed him a smile.

 

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3:07

 

milly’s party had ended, and hailey, zander, and (to the latter’s dissapointment) jake, all bid their goodbyes.

 

“so”, milly started. elliot’s head started to race. hundreds of thoughts flowing in, fight or flight in action.

 

“oh, the gift— wait, let me go get it.”

 

elliot closed the door behind him, panting. he grabbed the flowers from the cabinet, yanked the piece of parchment, and turned around to open the door.

 

he took a deep breath.

 

this was it. rejection or embracement, either way, he hoped they could stay friends or become more.

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♡ softly stolen moments

pairing — henry x sadie

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— a/n hi gang.. who’s up for some hendie.. guys can u tell that i like when opposiiltes stracrt?? anyways ANOTHER drabble because im bored. i’m working on a tpot fic for my friend and i MIGHT post that one if it gets approved by them! anw, enjoy this because i dont think i did!

“Henry.”

Sadie called, her voice remaining monotone.

“Yes, Sadie?” Henry replied cheerfully, he was truly just happy to be there. He smiled at the taller girl, waiting for her answer.

“Could you please, stop moving?” The goth girl replied, wiping off a speck of black face paint from where it shouldn’t be.

Henry chuckled awkwardly and put his hands behind his neck, trying to hide his embarrassment. “Ahah.. sorry.. I’ll stop moving for now, promise!”

Sadie flashed a small, but genuine smile at him.

As she continued doing his makeup, she quietly listened to the playlist that was playing in the background. A playlist that both her, and Henry made. Hatsune Miku’s hit songs, followed by “The Sanity Assassin” by Bauhaus.

“Okay, here.” Sadie handed Henry a small hand mirror, The green-haired boy quickly taking it, eager to see what Sadie had done.

“Woah. I look so pretty! I look like you!” Henry joyfully exclaimed, turning his face in different angles to see the makeup better.

The goth girl smiled at his utter excitement, a chuckle escaping her lips.

Henry plastered a smile on his face and giggled, quietly whispering: “I think you’re the prettiest girl in the world, Sades.”

Sadie was taken aback on this sudden compliment, especially because of the awful things that she heard about her behind her back.

Nasty sayings like how she was “cursed,” how she was a freak, how creepy her stare and her smile was, even if she was trying to be nice.

“You really don’t think I’m scary?” Sadie muttered under her breath, clasping her hands together.

“No, no!” The green-haired boy exclaimed, waving his hands in the air vigorously. “You’re so cool, Sadie! Don’t listen to what those idiots say!”

The ebony-haired girl’s face quickly brightened at his words, and she sighed in contentment.

“Thank you.”

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drafting a love? letter for my fanfic as a potential bonus chapter, sneak peek here 😆

You shone a light into my life so bright I’m blinded by happiness. You’ve treated me with nothing but kindness.

𓂃⋆.˚ writing chapters 4-5 soon, if i get enough support for this idea i may go through 🫧

𓂃⋆.˚ hopefully i’ll be able to make 4-5 atl 1,000 words 🤞thats all, see uu ۫ ꣑ৎ

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we love short angry girls and their boyfriends who just want them to be happy i need more of this trope 🙏

me when

short(er) girlfriend dragging her tall(er) boyfriend around by his tie, my beloved.

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i’m bored. milliot food.

milliot where milly gets random injuries so elliot researches cures and takes care of her

milliot where they have a signature dessert place to go to

milliot where milly studies flower language

milliot where they send each other letters

milliot where milly always has random flowers in her hair

milliot where for a long time they were e/o’s comfort

milliot where no matter how other people called them names they knew they loved each other

milliot where i’ll fight rosy if it isn’t canon

milliot the idiots in love

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