" Ah...well...Alena. Alena I'm not. ...I’m not good at things like this. ”
Stumbling on words, mumbling under his breath and his hands couldn’t stop twisting into themselves. There...there was so much he’d like to say without thinking of sounding stupid infront of her. He huffs after moments of collecting himself and shoots Alena a haughty laugh.
“ And that’s no fair. You’re making me go first...! ”
Well, if the feelings were mutual. Because this is going to be real real awkward if it wasn’t.
“ What I’m tryin’ to say is that. I’m not good at bein’....good? Not really. A lotta ‘me’ is kinda....scared....n’ nervous.....n’ uncomfortable. I ain’ half the guy I try to be. I’m not confident or that sharp or....heck, I’m still wonderin’ why they still call me Ace or even a Trainer of any kind. You see me battle! H-Hah! ”
“ ...A-Anyways, what Im tryin’ to say is that I...I love you. ” Another pause to feel his stomach lurch a little.
“ But I don’t think you can love or even like the real kinda me. ”
“ ...Right? ”
@skull-bxnes after some actual three years of them going back and forth. FINALLY IT’S GETTING SOMEWHERE.
















