Summary: Falling in love with your best friend sucks, doesn’t it?
Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: Angst, Swearing
Italics are thoughts and speech in thoughts and bold text is used for emphasis
A/N: a little rant after the fic but you can ignore that.
Rumors are always just rumours to you. Of course you understand where they come to the conclusion that she is 'evil' or a 'villain'. Her family background, her clan, were oppressors. To you, it was unfathomable how she could be a villain when in your story, she is your love interest. By 'love interest', I am referring to your unrequited love and that she will never love you. 'Never say never' but you know you are only a friend to her. Her friend who would stay by her side, fight for her against the townspeople's prejudice and help her in her endeavours.
You're getting sick of it. So sick of hiding your feelings for her. You even tried hiding it from yourself.
She is only a friend. You love her platonically. Eula is just a friend… a really, really pretty friend. See, you only feel this way because you think she is pretty. It is purely attraction, get over it. You aren't in love with her or something. She can never and will never be more than a friend. Stop it. Just get rid of those feelings.
You just couldn't help but fall in love with her. She is your exact type. Eula is elegant, strong (in physique and in mentality) and she is kind hearted once you truly get to know her. It is so hard loving someone you can't have. The worst part about your feelings: you can't bring yourself to become distant towards her, even if it may stop your feelings towards Eula.
Every night you lay in bed, under the warm covers, and imagine being with her. You imagine sitting in an open, quiet field with her. Eula is seated right next to you, looking up at the sky and trying to find pictures in the clouds. When she finds a picture she turns to you and exclaims:
"Look! Doesn't it look like Amber's bunny?" Her soft lips hold a gentle smile while a finger points at the cloud.
"You're right Eula," You never turn to look at the cloud, the only thing you want to see is her. Copying her smile, you then tell her, "How pretty."
A rosy tint covers her cheeks and nose. "The cloud or… me?" Her eyes are now directed at the ground and the red in her face is more apparent.
Bringing a hand up to her cheek, you let out a hushed "You" and moved your head closer to hers. The wind's soft breeze encourages you on as your lips finally touch.
It's all a delusion. It will only ever be a delusion.
When you wake up after a peaceful dream about her, you cannot help but tear up a little. After all, it's apparent she will never feel the same way but you still want to tell her. The guilt of loving her eats you up. You feel horrible for having these feelings for her. It's like you are deceiving your best friend. So you decide to tell her.
You tell her on a nice day. A day of celebration so maybe she won't be as cold as you know she will when she rejects you. After a successful mission that Jean gave to you and Eula, you express your feelings to her on the balcony of the Tavern.
"Why did you tell me to meet you here? If it is for something trivial then I will have vengeance." She gives you a small smile to indicate she is only joking so you awkwardly chuckle at her words.
Are my feelings trivial? She won't be angry at my feelings, right?
Eula notices your discomfort and moves closer to you to comfort you. "Are you okay? You look pale. Maybe it's better to go inside."
"No!" You abruptly exclaim. Now she is more worried. You never shout at her. "I just- I want to tell you here. I can't tell you inside." Eula slowly nods and allows you to continue. "So umm… Eula, if your friend likes you, what would you do?"
"Someone likes me?" Your eyes widen and you assure her that this is a hypothetical. So she answers, "Well, I am not looking for a relationship so I would have to decline their feelings. Y/N. Do you like me by any chance?"
Shit. I should have known she would catch on. Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. What should I do?
"Y/N?" She brings a hand to arm and looks at you. It only hurts more. That's the look you imagine in your daydreams. "I must be wrong. You would never love me. It must be the wine."
"Eula, I love you so much that I don't know what to do. I can't stop thinking about you and I can't not be your friend. It is impossible for me to push you away so all I can do is ask you to do it on your own." You knew you were going to cry but not this hard. The tears keep coming and it's hard to stop them. A hand is placed onto your face. It is cold but it's soothing to your face. Eula swipes your tears away with her thumb and you hesitantly open your eyes.
"Are you sure you want me to leave?"
A broken "no" escapes your lips. "Please. Please don't leave me. Stay." She brings you into a hug. The tears you kept up over the last months spilled out and onto her shoulder. You mumble apologies while grasping tightly onto her.
Please don't let this be a dream. Please keep holding me. Please stay. Please.
"It's okay. I won't leave. I will never leave you." One hand is placed on your back while the other one strokes your hair.
After what feels like 30 minutes you regain your composure and wipe the remaining tears and snot from your face. Eula asks if you are alright. "Yeah. Thank you for being there for me. It sucks that you don't feel the same."
"Excuse me?" Your eyes go wide and your mouth slightly opens.
"Well I am not looking for a relationship but I can make an exception for you," she has a smirk on her face. "But I will make you regret making my shoulder wet–"
You cut her off by pulling her tightly into a hug. Once again, crying.
"Oh dear. My partner is quite emotional." Eula giggles and returns your hug while slowly rocking you from side to side. "Y/N. Get it into your head that I will never leave you. Don't expect that from me. It's insulting."
You laugh at her and stay in Eula's arms for a long time.
It's real. Now you can say that it is only ever a reality.
To the person that read this before I posted it. This could be us but idk if I can distinguish platonic to romantic. ALSO YOU WERE SO BLIND TO MY FEELING BEFORE “(Y/N) I love you.” “Aww I love you too” 😐 AND YOU WERE SHOCKED WHEN I TOLD YOU A WHILE AFTER
[My Eula getting decked - colourised]