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@kieranskindergarten
Text || Kieran
Kieran: How do you feel about hot chocolate and marshmallows?
Kieran: That movie was incredible. Simply perfect.
Ara: I feel very strongly about that combo actually
Ara: And it totally is, but the tears were and still are real like it really hurt at the same time
Kieran: I was sincerely hoping you would. I'll be on way!
Kieran: I'll bring you a box of tissues as well, maybe a truck full if necessary.
A Hearty Breakfast // Poppy & Kieran
Poppy sat there and listened to him speak. The atmosphere changed instantly and she could care less about eating right now. It was ripping him apart inside, Poppy could see that. The way he was talking made her upset for him, like he shouldnât be feeling so much pain and she wished she could take it away from him and harbour it in herself. Seeing the person she cared about and was now in a relationship with was devastating. He had looked so vulnerable and unsure of the world in this moment that all Poppy wanted to do was make sure he could never be hurt like this again. She cursed whoever brought this pain on him, Kieran should have never been exposed to something like that. In fact, no one should have. It seems that now Poppy was wrong, Kieran wasnât perfect in every single way and he did have his flaws. It didnât matter to her though, she wanted to help him try to get over this but she could sense that was miles away from here.
"Kieran." She whispered, still in a sort of shock from what he had just told her. She could see the tears in his eyes and got up to hug him, hold him. Comfort him in any way he needed. Poppy knew it was better not to ask questions. She shouldnât have really asked if he knew what the text was about. He would tell her when he was ready. She kissed his cheek. "Iâm here for you, okay?" Seeing him so torn up over it was causing her eyes to get tearful and a single one escaped and ran down her cheek. She positioned herself to sit on his lap, holding his head to her chest. "IâŠI want you to know that you can tell me anything. Doesnât matter what it is. And Iâm sorry, I should have just ignored that textâŠWe were having such a good time together and I kind of put a huge damper on things."
Kieran hadn't wanted to tell her about his secret just yet. It wasn't something that he was very proud to have had. He was full of so much love toward other people that the thought of not being able to help someone had been eating at his very core for years. To this day, he still missed him and still hated talking about it. But she was his girlfriend now. Shouldn't he be able to talk to her about these sorts of things? Sure, it was hard, but they would get through it. He knew that she would be there to support him and could most definitely make him feel better. There was no doubt about that. Her soft whisper was enough to make him feel better. He loved the way her voice sounded. Kieran would be okay, there were no doubts about that.
Nodding, he took a deep breath, keeping himself calm. Now that she knew, he didn't have to worry about acting weird around her. Â As she climbed up onto his lap, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her as close to him as he possibly could. "Thank you, sweetheart." Resting his head on her shoulder, he breathed in and out, very deeply. "I know and thank you. It's fine, it was going to come out eventually anyway." That wasn't how he had wanted it to come out, but there was nothing he could do about it right now. Lifting his head up, he looked at her. "Don't worry about it. Now that it's out, you know." He reached up and pushed her hair away from her face and behind her ears. Shaking his head, he looked her directly in the eyes. "I'll be okay. Let's just eat and we'll forget we mentioned this, for now, okay?" They could talk about it some other time, maybe when the time was right. "Let's maul this cursive pancake message," he stated, laughing.
When you think about it, itâs really fucking funny that everything got destroyed. Like, we all came back thinking it couldnât get worse, and then it did. Thatâs fucked up.Â
What did you find, Gunner? And why are you laughing? Not that I mind, 'cause I have missed it, but...
Text || Open
Ara: So I finally watched The Theory of Everything
Ara: And I'm still sobbing đ
Ara: Help me please, I'm begging you
Kieran: How do you feel about hot chocolate and marshmallows?
Kieran: That movie was incredible. Simply perfect.
"I swear to god there better be a grade A explanation as to why youâre at my door this late in the night, when Iâm binge watching Vikings."
"I was hoping you had some marshmallows for my hot chocolate, but if you're a fan of company, I'll never say no to Vikings."
"You know most people would acknowledge a person instead of just walking pass, itâs very rude of you."
"I'm sorry, man. It's been a long day. Who would have thought looking through photo albums would be so stressful," Kieran stated and turned around to face him. He held out his hand. "It's nice to meet you. I really don't think we've met. I'm Kieran."
Alright, when do you go at red, but stop at green?
I know this one. [chuckles] When you're eating watermelon!
Ebony smiled feebly at the male and decided to let him listen to her concerns as he seemed like a reassuring guy. âSure. We-well, I just feel so lost. See this picture? Two of my friends happy, kissing, in love. Why canât that be me? I-itâs always everyone b-but me,â she expressed as her mouth drooped to one side miserably.Â
Kieran leaned a little closer, listening to the girl, holding onto his coffee tightly. "Aw, honey." He stood up and sat down next to her. "Hey, it's okay. You're going to find someone. They're out there. You just haven't met them yet." He fidgeted with the cardboard on his coffee cup. "The right person for you is probably sitting in a coffee shop just like this, wondering the same thing. It's okay to be sad sometimes." Kieran hoped that he was making her feel better. For the longest time, he'd felt the same way.
Text: Tash
Tash: I'm so glad!
Tash: HAHA Okay, okay. Fine. :P
Tash: THE EVENT! Okay... So we danced and then he invited me over to his house the next day. He said we were going to talk. I DIDN'T EXPECT HIM TO APOLOGIZE!
Kieran: I'm so excited about this.
Kieran: WAIT. HOLD THE BANANA PHONE.
Kieran: You're messing with me, right? From what you've told me, he doesn't apologize.
Kieran: HE MUST REALLY LOVE YOU.
"W-well, you probably wouldnât uh-understand. But you can tr-try if youâd like," the brunette shrugged with a sense of indifference. She didnât mind whether he did or not nevertheless she was too upset to make an inclined decision.Â
He tilted his head to the side. "You'll never know until you try. I really don't mind listening." Kieran didn't want to make the girl uncomfortable in any way, but he did really want to help her and at least try and make her feel better. "Tell me what's wrong. I'm sure we can find a way to make you smile. I'm sure you've got a beautiful smile."
A Hearty Breakfast // Poppy & Kieran
"Alright, I see what youâre doing. You just want to make sure that no one steals me away from you. Even if you hadnât asked me Kieran, there wouldnât be any chance of that. I like you andâ and I donât want to screw things up. I know I donât have the best reputation but itâs mostly from way back when we were all still in high school and I donât think any of that matters now but people still hold on to that. IâŠThank you." She couldnât believe that there was someone in this world who was ready to accept her for every flaw and imperfection she had. Sometimes the bad outweighed the good but he seemed like he was genuinely ready to experience those things about her and she was prepared to do the same, although she couldnât possibly see any bad from him. He didnât have a beaten reputation through town and the thought of Kieran even trying to do anything she had done in the past and present was almost laughable. Poppy nodded. âYes, I am starving. Hey! Donât call it that, itâs actually really cute so shut up.â She kissed him quickly and smiled. âOh but wait, I want to take a picture of it first. You know, memories and what not.â Poppy smiled again and reached for her phone. She slid the screen up so it would be on camera mode and snapped a picture of it. Suddenly she got a text from an unknown number. As strange as it was she still unlocked her phone to read what it had said. âSaw you leave with Kieran last night. Never knew youâd be in to emotional baggage?" That was strange. Her face showed it too. "IâI just got a textâŠI donât know the number but look at what it says. Any idea who it is or what they mean?" Slowly she became more and more concerned. It could easily be someone pulling a prank but deep down Poppy knew that wasnât true.
A small half smile formed on his face. He couldn't believe what was happening. Poppy was sitting on a bar stool in his kitchen, having breakfast made by him, being all romantic and cute. Someone definitely needed to pinch him. "I do need to make sure no one is stealing you away." Looking down at the food, he tried to hide how much he was blushing. "There's nothing wrong with being sure. I know you say there won't be a chance, but I like to be extra careful." Kieran reached for her hand and stroked the back of it. "I don't care about your reputation. I like you for you and I always have. It doesn't matter what you did, all that matters is what happens now, in the present." He leaned in and kissed her lightly. With each kiss, he found he liked her more and more. He knew that Poppy came with baggage, but that didn't matter. They would talk about it and get through it if it was anything else in their lives. Kieran had his own past, but together, he wanted the two of them to be just each other, to just be living together, experiencing life the way it was meant to be.
Kieran chuckled and went to go eat, but stopped when she said she needed to take a picture. "It's as bad when I write with a pencil." He couldn't help but smile every time she kissed him. They always made him fuzzy inside. As she took a picture of it, he leaned over to go right into the pancakes and eat. His stomach was rumbling. Looking up at her, he tilted his head to the side, confused. What was with the look on her face? Something happened. She saw something. As she spoke, he became even more and more confused. When she showed him the message, he took a deep breath. Emotional baggage. There was one thing that he knew what it could be about. His secret had been leaked, he knew it. Kieran sighed and sat down on the stool and wrapped his arms around himself. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure I do know what they mean. My life hasn't been full of daisies and sunshine." His head suddenly felt heavy. He didn't want to tell her, but he knew that he had to. It would only come up again. A loud sigh slipped through his lips.Â
"The thing is, I had this friend, Michael. He was my best friend. We did practically everything together." Kieran's palms were starting to sweat. "But he had problems. He got upset easily, over a lot of things. That was how we originally got along. I thought everything was going along well, but it really wasn't. One day, when he'd asked me to come over, after I knew he was having problems with a couple other friends and work people, I went, hoping I could cheer him up. But things didn't turn out how I wanted them to." Kieran took a deep breath, trying to keep his cool. The last time he tried to tell someone this, he had burst into hysterical tears. "I walked in on him and it wasn't pretty. I couldn't save him. No matter what I tried to do, there was nothing I could do." His eyes were filling up with tears. No, he wasn't going to cry. He had promised himself that he wouldn't. This wasn't allowed. "He was my best friend, Poppy and now, he's gone. I still don't really know how to deal with it." Wiping his tears, he tried to shake it off, tried to forget about it. "On March 23rd, I'm not going to have the best day. I'm warning you now. It's still fresh." His chest was starting to hurt. He couldn't tell her how it happened. Kieran didn't want to be reminded of how messy it was.
Text: Tash
Tash: Haha You dork! :)
Tash: Shhhh it'll be fine. She said yes, right? You're already in a good spot.
Tash: And you've already had sex? Wow. Moving fast aren't we? ;)
Tash: Uh... Um... Well... I think we're getting back together...
Kieran: Thanks, babe. It's wonderful. I love it already.
Kieran: It happened drunk one night and once you start, it's pretty easy to duplicate. It's not that fast... besides, it's been a long time. Gimme a break. I'm a guy.
Kieran: WAIT WHAAAAT?!??!!? WHAT DID HE SAY?! YOU HAVE TO TELL ME EVERYTHING OH MY GOD. That's amazing. HOW DID HE DO IT? WHAT IS... TELL ME.
Text: Tash
Tash: OMG! REALLY?!?
Tash: KIERAN THAT'S SO GREAT!!!
Kieran: Yes, yes, yes! I asked her over pancakes, like I asked her in pancakes.
Kieran: But honestly, I'm nervous. What if something goes wrong? I really like her, besides, the sex is great. But that's not what it's all about. She's so sweet. It's so good. So good.
Kieran: So, how's the squash? :)
A Hearty Breakfast // Poppy & Kieran
The kitchen was filled with an amazing smell, one that made her even more hungry. Normally she stuck to a diet while she was working but clearly Vogue wasnât coming here to do an editorial any time soon. Even by the smell of things she could tell Kieran was a great cook and she let her mind wander into a possible future. One where they would do this every morning and every night together. She could see them coming back here and talking about the day and what they did and trying to keep their hands off of each other. Poppy hopped off of the counter and went up to hug him from behind, smelling him. He had still smelled so good and she was certain there would be no cologne in the world that would match up to his unique scent of laundry liquid and who knows what else.
"Can I read? Ouch Kieran, if that was a dumb model joke then Iâm seriously offended. But Iâll play along with you for now. My eyes are closed." She covered her face with her hands and waited until he told her that she could look around. She wasnât sure why she had to close her eyes. He had told her he was a hopeless romantic so maybe he was trying to be cute and made  little face out of the food on a plate or wanted Poppy to be amazed at what he had created from a few simple ingredients. It really just confused her more than anything. Finally she could open her eyes again and when she did she was not disappointed. She let out a small gasp before the corners of her mouth turned up into a huge smile. "Kieran â" She didnât know what to say other than that, so she just nodded in enthusiasm and hugged him. "So by slow you really meant fast?" She giggled and kissed him. Who cared when it happened, she was just happy that it had happened at all.
Kieran shook his head, laughing lightly, "Not what I meant, beautiful. Some people don't want to process anything early in the morning. That was all I was saying." He wasn't entirely sure why he was defending himself, after all, he was asking her a difficult question, one that he was honestly afraid of the answer to. He remembered the last time he asked a girl to be his girlfriend. It wasn't in the least bit as frightening as this was. There were only two answers that she could say, but he was hoping it was the more positive one. But when she nodded in enthusiasm, he walked around over the counter. Taking her face in his hands, he kissed her, a sweet simple kiss, one to seal the deal. As he pulled back from the kiss, he shook his head. "Oh, no, not fast at all. You see, this just means that you're mine now. And now, we go slow. I want to get to know you as my girlfriend, all the cute little things that make you a good girlfriend, the things that may not."
To say that Kieran was nervous would be to put it in light terms. There were so many ways that he could mess this up, so many ways that society could mess it up. He'd be teased, people would look at him and laugh. Poppy had a reputation, he knew that. But he didn't care. To him, she was just Poppy, the beautiful girl that made his heart beat faster than it should. He was going to try really hard, extra hard even. Keeping her happy was all that mattered to him. Her smile brightened his day. He grabbed two forks from the table and handed one to her. "Can I drench the question in homemade maple bourbon syrup?" Kieran asked, taking it out of the cabinet. "Or are you still staring at my beautiful crappy cursive pancaking skills?"
Text: Tash
Kieran: TASH. TASH. TASH. TASH.
Kieran: I did it. I asked her.
Kieran: She said yes. I'm so happy.
