She should have figured that you would forget about the new exhibit in the museum that you had wanted to see. "Aren't you the one that begged me to take you to the medical exhibit at the museum? The one th
As the years went on and you grew older, you became more adept in your skills. Everyone loved the treats you made; people would pay you to cater sweets to their birthday parties and the like. You’d often get compliments at work; many times children would fawn over your creations and beg their parents to buy more of your delectable goodies. You were undoubtedly a very skilled pastry chef, especially at your young age.
So why was it that your most frequent customer never tasted any of them?
You didn’t know his name, not for sure, all you really knew about him was that he was some sort of businessman and his favourite place to stop by in the morning was the café you worked at. He’d
"_____-Chan!" Honey exclaimed as he walked towards your desk, holding a pink bunny with a red bow tie around it's neck tightly. "Would you like to have some cake with me and Usa-Chan?!" He asked cheerfully, as he held his pink bunny inches away from your face.
"I would love to, but I need to study for the stupid French quiz tomorrow." You replied, completely ignoring Honey. You just continued reading your notebook which contains French words as such.
"Y-You don't like my Usa-Chan?" Honey frowned, tears forming on the corners of his eyes.
You rolled your eyes and took a look with that bunny he was trying to show you this past days. You stared at the bunny for a moment, wen a slight blush formed on your cheeks. "K-Kawaii..."
Hearing those words, Honey's frown turned into a smile. "Wah? Really?!" Honey asked, hugging you. "You can borrow Usa-Chan, okay?" He the
TRIGGERWARNINGS! TW#awkward moments TW# honey moon talk TW# cursing (obviously from Karkat) TW# Not tagging triggers TW# my quick version of marriage if attempting to describe it to a troll TW# Romcoms TW# human culture
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"Now it is time to watch MY movie!" You said loudly as you wiped the remnants of tears from the corner of your eyes.
Karkat had promised that after watching one of his Romcoms you both would watch one of your, as Karkat put it, "SHITTY EARTH MOVIES".
"FINE BUT HURRY THE FUCK UP" He grumbled as he readjusted himself on the couch.
You quickly opened the CD case and plopped it into the CD player before rushing over to snuggled up beside your half of the couch.
"What are y9u 69th d9ing?" Asked the curious voice of Kankri.
"NOTHING, JUST WATCHING SOME SHITTY EARTH MOVIE" Karkat shouted irritatedly.
"Karkat, I w9uld appreciate if y9
You walked down the giant peach coloured hall in Ouran Academy. You sighed heavily as everyone walked past you, chatting and laughing with each other. You were always like this as you were afraid of what people thought of you. Keeping a low profile was what you were best at and seemed pretty easy at this school. Almost no one knew who you were, not even the host club remembered who you were, but that was what you wanted in the first place. You were an extremely bright and happy person but you choose not to show it. You quickly walked past the school gates and entered your family car. It was nothing special really as you were not rich like a majority of the students but you weren't poor either. In other words, you were comfortable. You closed the door of the car and sat down, letting the air from outside come into the car.
"____, do you have any idea as to what you want for your birthday tomorrow?" Your mother asked, smiling at you through the mi