thatgirlwithanaccent:
kamiltv:
kamiltv:
She killed it with kisses ; and from it she fled .: I can’t believe, the nerve!
thatgirlwithanaccent:
[With as deep scowl, she stomped furiously through the dirt paths of the small town. She couldn’t believe the nerve of that boy! He had dissapeared for weeks now, only…
/She was crying. She was almost crying. And with that, all his defenses were rendered useless. His heart jumped when she said she was not alright. He felt the same way. When she took his hand in hers, he knew it was all over. Even if it meant she would leave him, he had to be honest. Suddenly, he was furious with himself./ OF course not! /he was nearly yelling in his frustration with himself/ Don’t apologize! Don’t. I-it’s not you, it’s me… /he suddenly realized that he sounded like he was breaking up with her, and stumbled over his words./ Ah, I mean… It’s just…
Aren’t you embarrassed of me? I mean, flower arrangement is hardly masculine, a-and, I hardly make any money… It’s so unprestigious. /he avoided her eyes, looking at his feet/ You deserve so much better. I mean, I’ve heard people talk! I… I wanted to impress you… But I missed you too much to focus… /he trails off, wondering how she would respond to his jumbled explanation/
[At the fierce tone of his voice she flinched, looking down into his palm and tracing the lines of it while he talked. Her head darted up swiftly when he said ‘it’s not you, it’s me’, and she became aware of the salty tears slipping down her cheeks now. Hurriedly, she swipped them away with the back of her hand, realizing that these words put together were causing some deja vu of the typical TV breakup she had seen so many times before. More tears fell at this and she gasped, quickly clenching her mouth shut and bitting on her lip to keep quiet. No. This couldn’t be happening, could it? She thought it had been going so well up to this point.. for the first time in a long time, she was truly happy. But it seemed to be deraveling before her eyes like a spool of thread.]
[Her eyebrows furrowed faintly as her wide eyes smapped up to his own again. She reached up to rest her dainty fingers on his cheek, gently cupping his face in her hand.] Of course I’m not embarassed of you… I don’t care is some people don’t consider it masculine - I think it’s wonderful that you can make such beautiful things ot of flowers. [Bringing herself closer to him, she continued on in a softer voice.] Money means nothing to me, Kamil. I don’t care how much money you make, to tell you the truth. I care too much about you for it to even matter.. [She went quiet suddenly, letting his words sink in. H-He had done all of this… to impress her? Her cheeks flushing a soft pink, she rested her head against his collarbone. For a moment, all was silent around them, a few birds chirping in the background. Finally, she whispered.] People are idiots, and you’re the sweetest person I’ve ever met in my life. [Glancing up at him through a thick line of lashes, she spoke cautiously.] Did you really do all of this just to impress me? [Her meak heart fluttered, and she hid her face again, whispering.] I missed you, too.
/he bit his lip as she began to cry, hating himself with a passion. He reached to comfort her, to pull her close to him, but he stopped himself. He didn’t want to push it, because if she slapped his hand away… Well, he might never recover from the hurt./ Please… Ras, don’t cry. I-I was wrong for ignoring… I just, I wanted to win the flower festival coming up. I thought if I could win, and actually validate what I dp, then maybe I could make you proud… I mean, who would want to marry a poor flower arranger? I can’t support you like this! /He realized what he had saidh, blushing the second he mentioned marriage. Unconsciously, he knew he had been thinking about it all along, thinking about supporting Ras in the future and making a life together. But he felt ridiculous saying it, especially at a time like this. He looked into her teary eyes anxiously/
/as she told him she wasn’t embarrassed of him, that she cared to much about him for it to matter, that paired with the tears running down her beautiful face cause a tear to slip from his own green eyes, much to his chagrin/ O-oh… I guess this is what I get for trying to be a man… /he looked down at her, smiling sadly as she went on to tell him he was the sweetest person she had met, and that she had missed him/ I-I… Y-you… I missed you so much. /suddenly he pulled her close, hugging her tightly. he whispered into her hair, his eyes closed/ You are the most beautiful, kind, amazing girl I have ever met… I promise, I won’t ever let you go again. No matter what, I’ll find a way to take care of you and stay by your side.
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