she wanted to hate him.
she really, really wanted to hate such a person. he was intrusive, he was forcing himself into her dreams, like a parasite that wouldn't falter. he should have been annoying. he really, really should have just been the most annoying person she'd dealt with.
it felt almost sickening, talking to him. she couldn't make eye . neither of them could. eyes were cast anywhere except for into each others' gaze. it was tiring just to focus on her coffee while he tried to make conversation- while he tried to ask her about her loved ones, her life, her dreams.
she had no dreams to begin with, anyways. he of all people should know that.
but inevitably, they both look up at the same time, and it feels almost uncomfortably vulnerable. it feels so sickeningly vulnerable that they couldn't even look away.
it felt like she could see a version of herself in his eyes, and vice versa. it made her sick. it made her so, so sick.
and yet it felt clearer than any feeling she'd ever had the misfortune of enduring.
was this love? she really hoped it wasn't. but in the end, those butterflies in her stomach, the heart beating a second too fast- it was love, and perhaps that was worse than hating him.
no- it *was* worse than hating him.
and then the conversation continues once they both avert their eyes again.
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hiiiiiii so. we love kirael and meliven. first date idea: therapy
this was just a teensy drabble i did lol. credit to nini for creating meliven and ty for encouraging my insanity. we can fix them we promise /j
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ty for featuring the uh. does this count as a situationship or is it just confusion /j