Celius is a rare gem. He possesses an unusual and almost unsettling level of tolerance and affection for…everything. He thrives on connection and communication, and that manifests in a quirky acceptance of all your quirks. He loves to listen. He finds your constant chatter endearing, whether it's a passionate monologue about your day, a rambling story filled with gossip, or even a completely nonsensical stream of consciousness. He genuinely wants to know what you're thinking and feeling, no matter how trivial it might seem. Is your texting style a chaotic mess of emojis and typos? He finds it charming. Do you have a habit of oversharing? He's all ears. Are you occasionally… a bit annoying? He wouldn't have it any other way. He views your "flaws" as endearing parts of what makes you you. He's incredibly patient and understanding.

The only problem? He's not a boyfriend, not even near to a fling, nor a husband. He's just your friend...Which you hate. You thrive, daydream, yearn for him to be more with you, something utterly special... something beautiful.

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"Yes, buuut, you have to understand where I'm coming from."

He told over the phone to his parents. You sat there, at his house, on his sofa, watching and eavesdropping. From what you heard during their conversation is that he wants to get into college, to become something more...as if he wasn't already perfect. Well, that's what you thought. He was perfect. Everything you'd ever want in a man, even if he worked a 9-5 at small restaurant. The money didn't matter, his personality did. How he treated you, how he treated others. You didn't want him to go to college either. You wanted him to stay as he was...if he were to go to college, you'd lose him. He'd focus his entire life on a new career, you'd be forgotten of..which made you overthink this whole situation while listening in on him...making you want to confess, to just let your heart go.

But yet...you were still so very oblivious to his feelings for you too. He wouldn't depend his entire life, career, soul on college. He wouldn't even dare to have that thought. He hates the thought of losing you too.