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Theme #4: Playing a game.
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You held your breath as you heard, slow, heavy footsteps come towards the closet you were currently hiding.
You gulped as the footsteps suddenly come to a stop. Then, just for a moment, it was quiet, horrifically quiet. You could feel the sweat drip off your chin, from anxiety from what was happening at the moment.
But, the sound of footsteps soon started up again, the sound getting quieter and quieter, the farther it gets from you. as soon as the sound is faint you let a not-so-quiet but not-so-loud sigh.
Big mistake.
As soon as that sigh came out, the closet door was suddenly pulled open, along with a sudden “BOO!” Causing you to scream and bump your head on the ceiling of the closet.
“Ow...” You moaned softly, rubbing the top of your head. You then shot a cold glare to your best friend since elementary school, Gilbert Beilschmidt. “That was not awesome.” You said coldly.
“Kesese~ You’ve should’ve seen your face, frau!” Gilbert laughed out, he was laughing so hard tears were brimming his eyes.
Your glare intensified. “I thought you wanted to play hide & seek?” You said, clicking your tongue showing that you were obviously not annoyed. Though, the Prussian decided to keep laughing. You sighed and held your head. It was starting to ache. “I’m going to rest.” you muttered with annoyance.
He decided to come over to your house, for a “special” reason. I think you can already guess what his “special” reason.
You lied down on the your couch rubbing your forehead. He was so annoying at times, but you still loved him.
You don’t even know how you developed feelings for him, all of a sudden you just felt butterflies in your stomach and your heart skip a beat whenever you were around him. But now, you were just sick of his games. You sighed and closed your eyes, but didn’t go to sleep.
You slow your breathing down, to make it seem you were sleeping. As soon as Gilbert came back into the room, he saw your “sleeping” form.
You felt some weight being added to the other side of the couch. Scooting closer and closer to you. You smirked in your mind.
Payback time.
You waited just a little before he close enough and…
“YA!” You shouted, instantly sitting up, receiving a high-pitched shriek from a certain albino. You let out a snicker, which turned into a fit a laughter and giggles.
“H-Hey, that was not awesome!” Gilbert defended, but his red face obviously said he was embarrassed to the point he didn’t really want to say anything.
You calmed down to a tiny mini fits of giggles. “I’m sorry,” You giggled out. “But you did it first.”
Gilbert pouted, a huff escaping his lips as well.
Once you calmed down, you looked at him apologetically, with a small smile not willing to go away. “Look, I’m sorry ok.” You said. Then held out a hand. “Trus?”
He glanced at you, then at your hand. He grip your hand gently. You smiled but just as you were about to let go, Gilbert pulled you into a hug.
“Your such a trickster, liebe.” He said, placing his head on top of yours. You on the other hand were blushing a million shades of red. Toni’s tomatoes would be put to shame.
“W-W-What…?” You question trailed off, your mind was to fumbled to say anything. In two seconds flat, your lips were captured by a soft pair of different lips.
Instinctivly, you kissed back. Shocking Gilbert nonetheless. He then pulled away slowly, taking a moment to look into you (e/c) eyes, you looking into his blood red eyes.
Gilbert then leaned to your ear and whispered, “Ich liebe dich, ___.”
You blushed a cute cherry red. “I-I Love you too, Gil.” You stuttered.
“Kese~! Now,” Gilbert, pecked your lips once more before running off. “Catch me if you can~!” He called.
You giggled and ran after him.
“That idiot.” You muttered lightheartedly.
Theme #4: Playing a game.
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You held your breath as you heard, slow, heavy footsteps come towards the closet you were currently hiding.
You gulped as the footsteps suddenly come to a stop. Then, just for a moment, it was quiet, horrifically quiet. You could feel the sweat drip off your chin, from anxiety from what was happening at the moment.
But, the sound of footsteps soon started up again, the sound getting quieter and quieter, the farther it gets from you. as soon as the sound is faint you let a not-so-quiet but not-so-loud sigh.
Big mistake.
As soon as that sigh came out, the closet door was suddenly pulled open, along with a sudden “BOO!” Causing you to scream and bump your head on the ceiling of the closet.
“Ow...” You moaned softly, rubbing the top of your head. You then shot a cold glare to your best friend since elementary school, Gilbert Beilschmidt. “That was not awesome.” You said coldly.
“Kesese~ You’ve should’ve seen your face, frau!” Gilbert laughed out, he was laughing so hard tears were brimming his eyes.
Your glare intensified. “I thought you wanted to play hide & seek?” You said, clicking your tongue showing that you were obviously not annoyed. Though, the Prussian decided to keep laughing. You sighed and held your head. It was starting to ache. “I’m going to rest.” you muttered with annoyance.
He decided to come over to your house, for a “special” reason. I think you can already guess what his “special” reason.
You lied down on the your couch rubbing your forehead. He was so annoying at times, but you still loved him.
You don’t even know how you developed feelings for him, all of a sudden you just felt butterflies in your stomach and your heart skip a beat whenever you were around him. But now, you were just sick of his games. You sighed and closed your eyes, but didn’t go to sleep.
You slow your breathing down, to make it seem you were sleeping. As soon as Gilbert came back into the room, he saw your “sleeping” form.
You felt some weight being added to the other side of the couch. Scooting closer and closer to you. You smirked in your mind.
Payback time.
You waited just a little before he close enough and…
“YA!” You shouted, instantly sitting up, receiving a high-pitched shriek from a certain albino. You let out a snicker, which turned into a fit a laughter and giggles.
“H-Hey, that was not awesome!” Gilbert defended, but his red face obviously said he was embarrassed to the point he didn’t really want to say anything.
You calmed down to a tiny mini fits of giggles. “I’m sorry,” You giggled out. “But you did it first.”
Gilbert pouted, a huff escaping his lips as well.
Once you calmed down, you looked at him apologetically, with a small smile not willing to go away. “Look, I’m sorry ok.” You said. Then held out a hand. “Trus?”
He glanced at you, then at your hand. He grip your hand gently. You smiled but just as you were about to let go, Gilbert pulled you into a hug.
“Your such a trickster, liebe.” He said, placing his head on top of yours. You on the other hand were blushing a million shades of red. Toni’s tomatoes would be put to shame.
“W-W-What…?” You question trailed off, your mind was to fumbled to say anything. In two seconds flat, your lips were captured by a soft pair of different lips.
Instinctivly, you kissed back. Shocking Gilbert nonetheless. He then pulled away slowly, taking a moment to look into you (e/c) eyes, you looking into his blood red eyes.
Gilbert then leaned to your ear and whispered, “Ich liebe dich, ___.”
You blushed a cute cherry red. “I-I Love you too, Gil.” You stuttered.
“Kese~! Now,” Gilbert, pecked your lips once more before running off. “Catch me if you can~!” He called.
You giggled and ran after him.
“That idiot.” You muttered lightheartedly.
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I like when I scared him. he can act like a child sometimes its so cute