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lalinbri111 · 6 years

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Haikyuu Valetine Exchange Fic Chapter 2

Chapter 2 of Shoking Revelation my Haikyuu VAlentine Exchange gift for @doggonneit

Summary:The finale! I hope you all enjoy it! I'm sorry for the delay, but I hope it was worth the wait!

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(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Kuroo had pulled back as quick as possible, hand still tingling. It was such a weird sensation he couldn't help but be shocked. He looked at his hand before looking over at Tsukishima expecting a reaction, or for him to have jumped.

Except he was still just standing there looking at Kuroo like he was crazy. Kuroo felt his heart drop. He wasn't crazy, right? He had definitely felt the shock, he was positive he had felt it.

"Sorry," he told Tsukishima, holding out his hand again. Tsukishima looked at it, hummed then reached out and took his hand in a firm grip as he shook it. This time when the shock came he was prepared and trying his hardest not to jerk.

Once again though Tsukishima didn't react at all and Kuroo couldn't help but feel like the world was holding it against him that all he wanted to find was someone who loved him, soulmate or not. He bit down his fear, and smiled at the boy pulling back his hand. This time he turned back to Hinata. "Were you guys heading in?"

Hinata nodded. "Yeah! Do you wanna join us?"

Kuroo weighed his options. It'd look pretty dumb if he went to a festival alone, but, he didn't know if he could handle being around his soulmate? Not-soulmate? Whatever the blondie was to him?

Well, he might as well try to get to know him, right? Come tomorrow he could find someone to talk to about what had happened, but for now there wasn't much he could think of besides panicking and Kuroo Tetsurou was too cool to panic thank you very much.

So, he did what any sane person would do and nodded. "Sure!"

(He was sure things would go well)

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He was so, so, SO screwed.

It had actually gone better than he had thought it would.

At first, he and Tsukishima (he had listened for his name whenever the freak duo called upon him) had been at the back of the group when Yachi and Yamaguchi went off to get food.

Yamaguchi asked Tsukki if he wanted to join them, giving not so subtle looks at Kuroo. Tsukishima loved his best friend but sometimes he worried too much about how he'd handle himself being around strangers.

While he was walking side by side with Kuroo the freak duo were also there so he wasn't too concerned. Tsukishima gave the couple a small shake of the head. Yamaguchi walked away looking concerned, but Yachi didn't seemed faze giving 'Kei-kun' a small wave and dragging her boyfriend along with her.

"He's a good friend," Kuroo told Tsukishima, turning to face him slightly as they walked through the crowd. He thought the blonde looked even better with the lights from the lanterns on him, his face still passive as ever.

Tsukishima hummed a bit but to Kuroo's shock responded. "Yeah..."

Once all 3 seconds of shock wore off Kuroo smirked a bit. "Almost like he was a parent." he had been hoping to stir a bit of a reaction from the boy, and he was not disappointed. Tsukishima's eyebrow twitched a bit.

"You have no idea," Tsukishima sighed, trying to keep his eyes on the freak duo that was busy jumping about and talking in loud voices. He was surprised with himself. Usually he was more reserved around strangers, but in a way he felt like he had known Kuroo for a while.

At first, Kei had been shocked at the way the man's hair seemed intent on escaping Kuroo, going as far as to defy gravity trying to get away. Once the shock from seeing such a weird haircut, he actually looked the boy over. If he was honest, he didn't look like he was ready for a festival, dressed in only a shirt and jeans.

But man, those jeans were a gift. They fit Kuroo so well, showing off how long his legs were as well as showing those thighs and calves some love. While his shirt wasn't too tight, it was enough that you could tell his had a lean but well-built body, with broad shoulders and all. The sleeves were rolled up and you couldn't help but wonder how much he worked out with the definition his forearms and biceps had.

But beyond his appearance, he could tell Kuroo had a pretty sarcastic and dry sense of humor when in the first ten minutes of them being in the festival, he had stared cracking jokes left and right almost as if when a pun- good or bad- came to mind he had to say it. It was amusing to say the least and when Kei had put in a few dry remarks himself, Kuroo would grin, never once offended.

Then there was the fact that he had heard of the boy before, seeing as his friend group interacted with the boy on a daily it seemed. So that also eased him a bit knowing so many of his friends were also friends with him. Though, with his friend choice he wouldn't be surprised if Kuroo had turned out to be another one of the crazy ones.

(Not that Kei really minded but he'd never admit it)

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They had kept on walking, eventually losing the Freak Duo, but to their surprise they never really seemed to run out of stuff to talk about. Even when Tsukishima didn't have much to say, it never turned awkward and Kuroo filled the gap easily.

A few times Kuroo would pull him aside to play a game or two. They found out Kuroo was the stronger of the two while Tsukishima had better aim. At the hammer game, Kuroo had won a cat plushie and had given it to Tsukishima.

Holding the cat at arm’s length he had given Kuroo a questioning look. "Why exactly are you giving it to me?" The toy itself wasn't bigger than two feet tall with big brown eyes and black fur, the occasional splotch of white on it as well. It was pretty cute truth be told.

Kuroo had his arms behind his head which was tilted so he could stare up at the sky, the sun having long set. "Well, Daichi and I have a cat and while she's pretty tame she loves clawing stuffed animals. Bokuto forgot his favorite owl one time after a sleepover and Mackerel destroyed it. He refuses to pet her now."

Tsukishima did his best to cover his chuckle with a cough. He knew Bokuto very well considering he was dating Akaashi who was Tsukishima's senpai in the History department so this was very welcome blackmail.

Tsukishima tucked the toy under his arm. He'd have to hide it from Yamaguchi to avoid teasing, but he figured he could find someplace to put it.

"I do get rights to see him on the weekends, right?" Kuroo turned to him grinning now. Tsukishima rolled his eyes.

"You gave up all rights the moment you handed him over Kuroo-san."

Kuroo pouted. "But he needs his dad around!"

An eye roll was all he got as Tsukishima kept walking on.

They ended up sitting below a tree with the plush between them for the fireworks display. After the show was over, Kuroo walked Tsukishima up to the entrance they had come in. Yamaguchi had texted Tsukishima to let them know that he and Yachi would be leaving soon and would meet him at the front gate.

Before he left Kuroo made sure to get Tsukishima's phone number, taking a picture of the plush to set as his contact picture. Once he was sure he had everything saved, Kuroo texted him. Tsukishima saved his number as well, only making a joke that he was gonna block it once.

Not long after, Yamaguchi and Yachi arrived. Kuroo decided to take his departure.

"See ya later Tsukki," Kuroo waved as he walked away.

Tsukishima lifted his hand in acknowledgement.

Kuroo felt so lively for the first time in a while walking down the street with a huge grin on his face and a pep in his step.

(He wanted for Tsukishima to be his soulmate so bad)

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To MoonBoi: tsukkiiiiiiiiii have u named our child yet????

From MoonBoi: I don't know what you're talking about we have no children together Kuroo-san and we never will.

To MoonBoi: BUT TSUKKI ( ; - ; ) LIL MUFFIN NEEDS HIS PAPA!!!!!!

From Moonboi: The number you are trying to reach has been disconnected. Service Error: 404

To MoonBoi: (T-T)

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The next few weeks found Kuroo trying to find out about what he had experienced whenever he touched Tsukki. In the first few days he hadn’t had much luck but one book he found on soulmates kind of shined some light on what might be happening.

Essentially, it explained that Tsukki was probably a “non-believer of love or soulmates”. The one stung Kuroo. That whole day he hadn’t been responding to Tsukki’s texts since he was trying hard to process what was going on.

The way the book put it was that the connection couldn’t be complete if one person didn’t believe in it or that they were at least capable of loving someone or being in love. Therefore, if two people thought like this and had met their soulmates they would never know because their connection couldn’t be complete and neither would feel a shock.

Because destiny decided it loved Kuroo so much, his situation just had to be the smallest percentage of soulmate relations ever recorded alongside having the smallest percentage of success rates. Most times, for the handful of cases reported, the one who felt the shock would try to convince the other that they were soulmates but the one who couldn’t feel the shock would dismiss the idea.

Kuroo didn’t want Tsukki to throw him away. Even if they didn’t end up together, he didn’t want to lose his friend. They had gotten along so well, he couldn’t even imagine going back to life without his firefly around.

But what if he slipped up? What if he accidentally told him about what he felt? Not just physically, but emotionally? That he was so smitten with the boy it wasn’t even funny.

Could he do that? Could he suffer knowing he lo-liked this boy a lot and would probably never get to tell him how he felt?

Kuroo wondered about all these questions as he curled up under his blanket feeling absolutely miserable. It felt like no matter what he did, he’d still be the bad guy.

Tsukki had been so worried about Kuroo not responding to his texts he came by Kuroo’s and Daichi’s apartment. He held Kuroo who was both delighted that Tsukki really did care but also feeling guilty because he didn’t know if he wanted to keep getting closer with Tsukki because of them being soulmates.

The shock was a warm buzzing, a constant reminder where ever he and Tsukki were touching as the blonde held him gently.

(It was the place he wanted to be but it was tearing him apart)

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To MoonBoi: hey im free after 11 wanna meet up 4 lunch???????

From MoonBoi: And be seen with a loser like you?

To MoonBoi: ill wait outside all ur classes & sing nyan cat if u dont

From MoonBoi: Fine. Meet you at the usual table.

To MoonBoi: <3 <3<3

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Touching was nearly unavoidable. From little touches, to being pressed side by side, as time went on the closer Tsukki and Kuroo grew. They started by meeting up a day or two every week and not even two months later they were nearly inseparable.

On Tuesdays and Thursdays they met for a late lunch at the cafeteria as long as both their classes ran on time. Most times some of their other friends would join them and other times they’d be there alone sitting side by side talking about anything and everything from volleyball to weird philosophical questions.

Fridays were their official kickback day, after their last class of the day they’d meet up at Kuroo’s and Daichi’s apartment, and being the ‘Party animal’ (coughNetflixaddictcough) he was, Kuroo invited Tsukki to watch Netfilx with him. They’d usually have a ton of snacks and order some food and just had a lazy day to relax. Mackerel would join most times, having taken a liking to Tsukki.

(“Is this your way of trying to get me to Netflix and chill with you Kuroo?” “YOU KNOW MEMES? OH BLESSED DAY!”)

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Today, they were curled up on the couch watching a supposed horror movie with Mackerel having taken her place of honor on Tsukki’s chest enjoying the occasional scratch behind the ears. Tsukki was as comfortable as could be, half pressed against Kuroo who had fallen asleep partway through the movie.

Tsukki watched him for a bit, allowing himself to take in the handsome features of the man beside him. Seriously, once you got passed the bad hair Kuroo wasn’t all that bad looking. Tsukki treasured moments like these that were quiet yet spoke volumes all at once.

The ones where happiness seemed attainable thanks to a bedheaded dork.

Tsukki smirked as he ran his fingers through Kuroo’s hair. He’d let him sleep for now, but Kuroo couldn’t be mad if he woke up with a dick or two drawn on his face.

(Okay, so maybe they were paw prints. It still looked funny…and somewhat cute)

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A few days later a staring match was happening in front of Tsukishima’s doorway. Said blonde was standing in the doorway arms crossed over his chest, Littlefoot cradled in them as he stared down Kuroo who was standing in the apartment hallway.

Littlefoot looked adorable, he had a new shirt that read “I love dinos” courtesy of Yachi who had found him when Tsukki had forgotten him in the living room one night. Yamaguchi had teased him relentlessly but it was well worth it.

“C’mon Tsukki, Littlefoot needs a normal parental figure! Otherwise he’ll start acting like those alley cats!!” Kuroo was almost pouting at this point, but the slight twitch of his lip gave him away as he tried not to grin. He wanted to see Littlefoot, the little cat plushie he’d given Tsukki, joking around about his duties as Littlefoot’s “Daddy”.

Tsukishima turned his face at this point, lip between his teeth and a blush rising on his face. “He’ll be fine. I only had one parent and I turned out okay.”

It took Kuroo a full second for him to process what Tsukishima had just told him. Without hesitation, he pulled the blonde into a hug. “Damn right you did.” He tightened his hold and ignored the parts of his shirt that slowly grew wet.

Eventually, he got Kei into his room where he held him, his back pressed against Kuroo’s chest, the rumble of his voice could be felt, their fingers interlaced as Kei talked, and talked.

(It was his dad. He had left despite being his mother’s soulmate)

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Kuroo and Tsukki were sitting in a booth at a bar, having come with their friends in celebration of being young (“We’re only young once afterall,” Bokuto told them, beer swinging dangerously in his hand). From where Kuroo was he could easily see Bokuto and Akaashi, both laughing softly as they swayed in each other’s arms, in a bubble all their own.

Kenma was also dancing with Hinata, having agreed since it was a slow song-the promise rings that they each had on both their fingers glinting whenever a light hit them. It always caught Kuroo’s eyes when he looked their way.

His heart was buzzing, warm from happiness for his best friend. He turned away from the couple, wanting to give them their privacy as they leaned in close, foreheads pressed against each other and small smiles on their lips.

He turned to look at Tsukki, startled to find he was already looking at him a small blush on his face. Kuroo lifted an eyebrow, giving the boy his slanted smirk before he held his hand out. Hesitating for only a second, Tsukki took it and let Kuroo pull him close and onto the dance floor.

They didn’t even try keeping time, Kuroo giggling like a little school girl. Before he could help himself he leaned in close, lips close to Tsukki’s. Tsukki raised his eyebrow this time, head tilting a little and eyes challenging.

“I bet you won’t even kiss me,” Tsukki taunted, wetting his lips.

Kuroo followed the movement, his adam’s apple bobbing before he tilted his head as well. “Well, you bet wrong sweetheart.” He whispered softly, leaning up to press his lips against Tsukki’s.

Tsukki was way too smug to keep the smile off his face.

Kuroo’s lips were as soft as he imagined, his hand moving from Kuroo’s shoulder and into his hair, pulling him closer. He had waited a long time for this there was no way he was going to settle for some soft peck of the lips.

He felt Kuroo grin, before he pulled back still beaming.

“Is that all you got?” Kuroo whispered, hand cradling his cheek now. Tsukki’s lips were back on his in a heartbeat.

(They both pretended that there wasn’t tears rolling down Kuroo’s face. Kuroo was overwhelmed, the shock that came from their kiss was so sweet and warm and he just wished he wasn’t experiencing this alone.)

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Tsukishima was avoiding Kuroo.

At first, Kuroo didn’t want to believe it. But the first time had come about two days after their first kiss, when they were supposed to have their weekly Netflix night and Tsukki never showed.

He didn’t respond to his texts or calls and when he had gone by Yamaguchi’s and Tsukki’s apartment all he got was a “He doesn’t want to talk to you.” Yamaguchi looked sorry as he said it, but he would protect his best friend from anyone or anything and Kuroo could respect that. He had only nodded, hoping he didn’t look too heartbroken as he walked away.

He knew he shouldn’t have messed with destiny. While he wouldn’t give up the time he and Tsukki had together for anything in the world, he just wished he hadn’t hurt the boy he loved.

(A broken heart hurt more than he could’ve ever imagined)

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Tadashi closed the door a frown on his face. Kei sat on the couch looking at the door in shock. Without a word, Tadashi walked over and lifted Kei’s glasses before he wiped his friend’s cheek. He was so shocked he didn’t even realize he was crying.

“Maybe you should try talking to him Kei,” Tadashi put his glasses back down as the blonde pulled away and shook his head.

“I can’t! He won’t believe me!” Kei pulled his glasses off angrily and rubbed at them with the bottom of his shirt.

“Well, have you thought that maybe he will believe you?” Tadashi asked, full on serious. He hated seeing both his best friend and another close friend hurting so much. “Have you thought of giving him the benefit of the doubt? I know you’ve had a lot of trust issues because of your dad, but you have to realize Kuroo is Kuroo, not your dad.”

Kei took a deep breath, trying hard to keep his anger, frustration and fear at bay. Tadashi was only trying to help, he knew that. But it was easier for him because he wasn’t in Kei’s position. How in hell was he supposed to explain to the guy he loved that out of nowhere the day after they had had their first kiss he had started feeling a shock whenever they touched.

Hell, the first time they kissed was the first time he had really thought that he could actually be in love with Kuroo for all he had bad hair and even worse science jokes. It was scary to realize that he was capable of feeling such a thing and possibly being able to make others feel the same as well.

“…But what if he has a soulmate already,” Kei whispered, looking lost his hands locked together in front of him. He wanted it to work out so desperately. But he and Kuroo had never really talked about soulmates before the only time being when Kei had talked about his parents and just because they had kissed a few times didn’t mean they were exactly exclusive.

Kuroo could have someone out there who was more deserving of him and Kei didn’t want to get in the way of that.

Tadashi put his hand on Kei’s shoulder. It was a small comfort. “You’ll never know unless you ask. I know you’re not used to going above for stuff, but it Kuroo is really worth it you should give it a shot. You’ll never know if you don’t ask after all.”

Kei hated when Tadashi made sense.

(Maybe love could make him brave)

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To Kei: I hope you’re okay. I’m sorry if I hurt you. If you don’t want to be friends I understand.

From Kei: Can you come over to mine at 5?

To Kei: Yes. To Kei: See you then.

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Kuroo was scared. What if Tsukki really did hate him and never wanted anything to do with him again? His hand was shaking slightly as he let out a breath and knocked on the door in front of him. Almost immediately the door was opened.

Kuroo’s heart clenched at the sight of Tsukki. He looked absolutely miserable. His hair was messy and his eyes were red rimmed and broken looking. Kuroo figured he wasn’t one to talk, he hadn’t shaved in days, and his eyes were almost as red from lack of sleep. He hadn’t even tried to dress up still in sweats and a plain t-shirt.

“Come in,” Tsukki told him, stepping aside. Kuroo nodded, walking past him whispering a soft “pardon the intrusion”. Tsukki closed the door, shoulders tense before he made to sit on the armchair. Kuroo followed but sat on the couch directly across from the boy.

They sat silently for a bit, looking everywhere but each other the tension palpable.

Kuroo couldn’t stand it. If Tsukki didn’t want anything to do with him he’d rather it be done quickly. He finally stared at the boy, taking in how his hands were clasped in front of him in the tell all sign that Tsukki was nervous.

“Tsukki,” Kuroo started, voice soft. “What’s going on? Did I upset you?”

Tsukki clasped his hands tighter. He had always had issues with talking stuff out, but he already knew he could trust Kuroo. He did want Kuroo. He wanted to fight for them and he would do his best to push his fears aside for now.

“It wasn’t you,” Tsukki replied, now facing Kuroo. “I-I…I just. Kuroo, do you believe in the whole soulmate thing?”

Kuroo frowned. Why would he bring that up right now? Kuroo wasn’t against answering the question just…it was a weird one when Tsukki had never asked about soulmates before.

“…I believe in them in a way. I’ve never really been opposed to it, but I wasn’t gonna spend all my time looking for someone. If I find them, that’s fine and if not that’s fine too. I just want to find someone who I love and who loves me.”

Tsukki seemed to relax a bit at that, pulling off his glasses to rub at his eyes. Before he could stop himself, Kuroo went over to the blonde on reflex, kneeling in front of him worriedly.

“Kei?” he reached out to touch him, his had pressing against Tsukki’s for a split second before Tsukki was leaning back from him a look of shock on his face. Kuroo looked almost the same. This time, the shock had been different way more intense, more burning. Kuroo looked up eyes wide.

Tsukki had leaned back.

/Tsukki had leaned back./

Not when they touched initially, but when they both processed the shock.

Kuroo was shocked, both literally and physically. He looked up at the blonde, voice awed. “Did you feel that Kei?”

Tsukki’s eyebrows furrowed, eyes averted bashfully before he nodded. “That’s why I was afraid.” He was playing with his fingers again a blush making its way his face. “I felt it the day after we were at the bar. That’s why I left your apartment so early.”

Kuroo couldn’t help but grin as he stood and pulled Tsukki up with him, the boy squeaking a bit at the shock. Kuroo pulled him close, tears rolling down his face.

“You’re my everything Tsukishima Kei! Don’t you forget that, okay?” Tsukki nodded as he buried his face in Kuroo’s chest. Kuroo kissed the top of his head savoring the feeling of holding Tsukki close knowing he could feel everything now.

(Kei had never felt more loved than he had in that moment, cradled in the arms of the man he loved)

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Tsukishima Kei was hopelessly in love, and he was absolutely happy.

Yes, his soulmate could be a dork but he was Tsukki’s dork and that was all that mattered.

Notes:

Special thanks to @StarJem for keeping me motivated and giving me feedback everytime I lost something and had to rewrite it <3 You're the real M.V.P hun, thanks so much for all yout support <3 I would additionally like to thank @ToastySilverLinings @Ivyfics and @ladysaya as well for their support and encouragement as well. I love you all so much and apprecitate it sm!!!

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#Hqvalentineexchange #Shocking Revelation #Chapter 2 #I had fun #I really felt my skills as a writer get tested #especially when half the chapter was gone multiple times and I had to keep rewritting and writing #ripme #KurooTsukki #fluff #angst #soulmates

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thetieflingdm · 7 years

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Sanvers short-fic | Nowhere - Maggie’s childhood

Notes: Hey! This is my very first short-fic totally wrote in english, so please, be kind with me :) Please, don’t copy. If you like it, reblog or like it. That’s all,hope you like it.

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“Hey, Maggie!” A blonde and thin girl, with hazel eyes opened the backdoor after the ringbell played loudly and Maggie entered.

“Hi!” Those pair of dimples and wavy black long-hair grabbed the other in a big hug. “ I missed you on school today! What happened?”

“Oh, nothing… I was tired by last night. We came home way past midnight, then my mom told me to stay home.”

“Well, you didn’t miss a lot. Mrs. Serena just explained about Cold War.”

“Great, without ice guns for me.” The both laughed. They went to the basement, where they used to spent the whole time together. “So… what are we gonna do today?”

“Eliza, don’t play with me. You promised that we would…” Maggie smirked.

“Just kidding! Just kidding! Easy, baby!” Eliza laughed out loud. “Here, light this, while I put this VHS on. OMG, I can’t believe I’m doing this. You know, I love you so much, that’s why I’m doing this. And because I’m idiot. This is the worst movie ever!”

“No! You won’t talk like this with “Ghost”! It’s pure art!” The shorter one rolled her eyes while she lit a pot cigarette for them.

“Okay, but you already watched this one about a hundred times. Come on!”

“Liz, you’ve promised me!” Maggie begged.

“Don’t make this face. It’s on.” Eliza returned to the old couch where Maggie was sat, and sat besides her. “Give me this.” She picked up the cigarette and smoke.

The film began and Maggie grabbed a pillow and looked up to the TV. She knew every second of that film, but she still loved to watch. Eliza and Maggie were friends since the kindergarten, and now the were 14 years-old. They were always there for each other, every single moment of their lives. Secrets, problems, laughs, everything were shared in that basement. But since few months ago, Maggie started to pay attention in Eliza with different eyes. Heart eyes to be more specific. Eliza were blonde, big hazel eyes, big and bright smile, tall, skinny but not that much, and always sweet. Of course, Maggie never told anything about it neither for Eliza nor anyone. She knew that she would be seen as a freak, girls didn’t like girls, girls like boys only. Even if Maggie, deep in her heart, knew that she didn’t like boys, but girls. One girl, Eliza Wilkee, her best friend. Since November she was feeling like this and each day the feeling got bigger and bigger.They always met each other after school on Eliza’s basement to study or just enjoy the free time, and Maggie was always counting the seconds to met her after school.

“Hey? What’s wrong?” Eliza nudged Maggie. The brunette was staring at her for a long time. “Do I have a new pimple this big for you not to pay attention to your silly movie?” She laughed, making Maggie laugh too.

“No. Sorry, I was just thinking.”

“Oh, now I understand this burnt smell.”

“Haha. Very funny. Were you saying something?”

“Yes! And it seems that you didn’t hear a thing. Can I lay down my head on your lap?”

“Sure.” Maggie threw the pillow to her side and Eliza laid the head on her lap, starting to pay attention at the movie. The shorter girl forgot about the movie and focused on that beautiful face and delicious floral perfume that exuded from Eliza. Involuntarily, Maggie started to cuddle on Eliza’s hair and soon Eliza were sleeping.

The clock showed 6pm already when Maggie stopped herself to staring and cuddling Eliza. She, sadly, needed to go home.

“Liz? Sorry… I didn’t mean to wake you up but…”

“Oh, no… Sorry, Maggie! I am really sorry.” Eliza worried about sleeping on her friend’s lap for so long. “Why don’t you woke me up? I left you alone and incapable of moving… Sorry.”

“No! You don’t need to be sorry. Well, you missed the movie but.. The guy dies in the end.” They both smiled.

“I need to go… My mom asked me to buy some groceries to her, and I think it’s gonna rain.”

“Oh, okay…” Eliza and Maggie went upstairs to the backdoors again. They usually didn’t like the front door and it were way easier to Maggie, once her house was situated two blocks down Eliza’s house. “Once again, I’m sorry, Mag. I told you I was tired.” Eliza smiled.

“No problem, really. See you tomorrow?”

“Sure! Hey, tomorrow is Valentine’s day! We’ll be released early from school and there’ll be the Valetine’s prom!” Eliza celebrated.

“Yes.” Maggie doesn’t seemed as happy as Eliza.

“We could came here and play Space Invaders again. I’ve been practicing and I’m sure that now, finally, I can beat you.”

“Okay, it seems good.” Maggie forced a smile and hugged Eliza tight. “Good night, Liz. See you.”

“Bye, Mag. See you!”

Maggie grabbed her bike and went to the nearest market. She really needed to buy some groceries that her mom asked to prepare a big Valentine’s dinner to her father, but she also bought something extra. On Valentine’s day, every store starts to sell love cards and chocolates. Maggie picked one with lilies on the front and went home before the storm that was about to fall down.

“Mom! I put the groceries on the kitchen’s table!”Maggie yelled when she came home and made her way to her bedroom. She closed the door and took out the card from her pocket. Long minutes were needed until she decides that she would do that. She needed to. What if Eliza felt the same way for her? She needed to try and… if everything worked, they could keep it as a secret ‘til they were adults.

“Eliza, since a few months I’ve been thinking of you… a lot. I realized that I am so in love with you and your lovely smile, your delicate smell, the sound of your laugh and your presence by my side. It would mean the world to me if you go to the Valentine’s prom with me… What do you say? Can I have this dance with you? If yes, meet me at the stadium. Be my valentine. With love, Maggie”

After multiples attempts, Maggie finally wrote with her best letter on the card and hided it on her bag. On the next day, she would put the card on Eliza’s locker and just wait.

The next day came and Maggie couldn’t be more nervous. She had her breakfast in a few minutes and left home. Went to the school, being one of the firsts to arrive and made her way ‘til Eliza’s locker, the one at the opposite side of yours, and trough the slits, she put the card. Maggie knew that Eliza never went to her locker before the classes, so, she went to the Science class and waited. Eliza arrived, they both were acting normal to each other, except by Maggie’s anxiety.

“Are you okay? Or is this all because you’re gonna lose so bad today?” Eliza laughed.

“Ha-ha. You’ll never defeat me. You’re terrible at this game!”

“Hey, please show me some respect! I am the one who owns the game!”

“Mrs. Wilkee and Mrs. Sawyer, is everything okay? Do you wanna shared the joke with the class?” Mr. Smith called her attention.

“No, sir. We’re sorry.” Eliza asked and be quiet as Maggie.

After the bell rang, Maggie invented an excuse and ran from Eliza, going direct to the stadium.

“I need to go to… the bathroom! See you!”

“Han…. Okay. See you.”

Maggie past the whole afternoon in front of the stadium, seeing couples entering and coming out the ball room, wainting for Eliza but she never appeared. When her watch showed 5:30pm, Maggie knew that things with Eliza had not worked out and went back home. She barely put her feet in her house and your parents were already there, yelling at her.

“ARE YOU FUCKING CRAZY, MAGGIE?”

“Wh-what? Wh-what did I do?” Maggie didn’t understood a thing. “I swear, I did nothing. If the heater was turned on, it was Charlie’s fault.”

“WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?” Her father showed the card with lilies, totally crumpled and dirty.

“Oh, my God…” Her eyes automatically filled with tears and her voice was gone.

“WHAT ARE YOU THINKING, MAGGIE? DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS CAUSES TO US? TO ELIZA’S PARENTS? ARE YOU CRAZY? HOW COULD YOU SAY ANYTHING LIKE THIS? ELIZA IS CRYING THE WHOLE DAY BECAUSE OF YOU. SHE OPENED HER LOCKER, SAW THIS, AND WENT HOME CRYING, IN SHOCK. HER PARENTS WERE TOTALLY ASHAMED. AND SO ARE WE. YOU’RE DISGUSTING, MAGGIE. YOU’RE DISGUSTING! THEY CALLED TO US CRYING AND PROBABLY HATING US BECAUSE OF YOU!”

“I did not raised you to be gay! I did not!” Her mom spoke, staring at her with anger in her eyes. Maggie couldn’t do anything but stand there, frozen, with tears scrolling down her cheeks.

“And you are not allowed to cry! We’re the ones who had the lives destroyed! I can’t believe you’re this monster. You’re disgusting! I will not have a butch here. I refuse this. Your… sickness will infect us all, and you can screw your life, but not your brother’s.”

“Da-dad… I-am…”

“Shut the fuck up! I don’t want to hear your voice! Never more!” He turned around and grab a handbag. “Get the hell out of here, right now!” Her father throw the bag at Maggie’s feet while her mom opened the door.

“Wh-what? Da-d. M-om. I… I don’t know… I don’t know where to go. Please… I am so sorry. I will never to this again. I’m sorry. I am so sorry, really. Please, let me stay here, please!” She begged. Maggie barely could speak, thanks to her crying.

“We can’t trust in your gay word. GET OUT, MAGGIE. NOW!”

“M-om. Please, don’t…” Maggie looked to her mom, who was holding the door opened.

“No! You listened to us. Go away! I can’t accept a gay freak like you. I can’t believe you did this to us.”

The father pushed the girl out and slammed the door so loud that the windows trembled. Maggie had her handbag in her arms, staring at the front door, crying so bad. These horrible things that her parents have said… She couldn’t believe. She had screwed up everything. Everything with Eliza, with Eliza’s parents, with her parents and brother, and with her entire life. What a girl with 14 years-old could do without a house, without money, without everything? Not to have Eliza was already bad enough, but now, she had nothing, literally.

Maggie was lost.

“GO AWAY OR I’LL CALL THE COPS!” Her father yelled from insides, making Maggie shiver and finally, she started to walk away her old house. She didn’t know where to go, she didn’t have anywhere to go. Maggie had ten dollars only on her pocket and some pay-phone’s coins.

“Grandma? Hi… it’s me… Maggie.”– She tried to call her grandmother when she stopped at some gas station, but the old woman switched off before Maggie ends the sentence. They already knew what happened. The last hope she had gone away too. Eliza would never help her now. Neither her parents, nor her grandparents. She had no one left as close as them to help her. After a long time thinking, Maggie opened her agenda in the last pages and found a number that she never called before, but it could be her last hope at all.

“Auntie Grace? Hi… It’s Maggie… Yeah, Maggie, your niece. I really need your help. My parents disowned me. They took me away from home and I have nowhere to go.” Maggie restarted to cry. Fortunately, her aunt had a great heart and didn’t care about the whole story, just picked her car and went to the gas station where Maggie was.

Forty five minutes after the call, auntie Grace found Maggie sat on the sidewalk with a handbag and her school bag, crying like a baby.

“Oh, my Godness… Maggie, what happened? The last time I saw you, you were 5 y-o, but you seemed happier.” The aunt took her bags and helped Maggie to stand up, making their way to the old car parked on the street.

“Auntie, I… I am so sorry. I am so sorry to call you like this, but… but I really don’t have anywhere to go, I need help.”

“Take a deep breathe, sweetheart. I didn’t understand you. Start all over, slow.” Auntie Grace was fat and tall, with big blue eyes and red cheeks. She always wore floral dresses and her hair was very short and red as fire.

“I made a mistake, auntie. And I am so sorry, I need your help. I don’t have anywhere to stay.”

“You can live with me as long as you want to, Maggie. But what did you do?”

“I… I told a girl that I love her.”

“Oh… Bad thing. Bad thing, sweetie. But, come on, you’ll forget this whole thing. You’ll be alright. Let’s go home.”

The end

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