#been missing them

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Dustin Henderson is Yearning

A moodboard

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vesta's sisters giving her this book as a gift

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been missing them

[itsmadreia]

Hi, loves! How is everyone doing out there??? I've been on a big haihtus from writing fanfics and am slowly easing back to it, so I thought I'd share a tiny part of this fic about Wilmon, ofc. Let me know your thoughts(if you have any at all, that is). :))

"Is this all just a joke to you?" Simon asked, looking at his best friend at the end of the kitchen island, gripping its edges. “Why are you pushing this date on me when in all honestly I could care less–"

"Wait, no–" Wille said to him, “No, I–I–"

"You what?" Simon asked with a rised voice, pointing angrily at the other boy, "Ever since I met Arlis you've strongly hinted on dating him. Like it's some sort of meant to be situation with him but believe me, it's not. He's a friend, nothing else."

"Ok but don't you want to date someone else? We can set up a blind date or–" Wille felt confused by the look that Simon gave him for saying that. “Rosh told me about an app where you could–"

"Wille, can you even hear yourself!? You sound like you want to get rid of me, get me to go dating so bad it's almost sickening. Why is it so fucking important to you???"

"It's not–" Wille stopped himself, closed his eyes, ran his hands through his messy, waivy hair; he felt a big pit in his stomach for hurting Simon, his most favorite person in the whole wide world. "I want you to be happy, that's what."

"Ah, right," Simon snapped at him, "Cause dating someone else other than you is going to make me super happy now."

Willed lifted his gaze up, choosing to whisper to him, "Simon, I don't... I-I... It's truly not my intent to–"

"Oh, please shut up!" Simon cried at him. "Say no more, I can't take it anymore, or ever really."

"Simme," Wille tried again, a flood of tears forming in his eyes, taking a few steps closer to him. "I'm sorry, I didn't think that it'd become... I mean, I thought–"

Simon kept looking at him all while he struggled with his words, voice shaking and standing very close to him, combating between wanting to hit him or kiss him right at the spot. The latter – the sheer want of it – was so strong it overwhelmed both his body and mind.

"I'm sorry, I promise I'll try–" Wille's next words were quickly swallowed by Simon's lips landing on his.

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Song of the week:

B.A.P's 1004 (Angle)

Oh yeah, I'm loving it!