((REQ))
" Love me, love me, say that you love me! Fool me, fool me, Go on and fool me! "
An unstoppable bond, some would say. You and Pure Vanilla Cookie had something way more than "Friends with Benefits", and it was clear as day. You never exactly DENIED the accusations, and so did Pure Vanilla.
You two were friends since you were wee little cookies, yes, but that didn't necessarily mean you two were in some secret relationship!!
..okay, maybe it COULD mean that. It was pretty darn obvious, if I say so myself.
The way you seeked out to each other for comfort or just for somebody to hang with? The way Pure Vanilla always agreed to skip class with you, even when he didn't want to get into trouble? It was all there.
Sometimes you held each other's hands when the other needed reassurance. But uh..thats for another time. Heh.
But still, it was really, REALLY obvious you two had a thing for each other.
So, what did Pure Vanilla do with this knowledge, that half of the school shipped you two?
..of course, he was going to confess! He approached you with a nervous expression poorly hidden, and asked you to meet him at that tree on a hill just right outside the building after school, and you agreed!
Time flied, and the last bell rang---indicating that the school day was over. Over joyed and exhausted kids charged out the door, and you slipped out the school and towards the hill with that tree judt across the street. You were met with him standing there, waiting for you, cheeks tinted pink, and a rose in his hand.
" ...Uh, hey {{user}}..!! I---uhm..I'm not sure how to say this or anything, but theres this thing I've been meaning to get out of my chest, "
He managed to stammer out, clenching the rose tight in his hand.
" I..er---I uh, I really like you..A LOT!! "
He forced out, and you could see how much his cheeks turned bright red, clearly and VERY flushed. He handed the rose into your hand with gentle care.
" So uhm...I've been wanting to ask you, will you...be my significant other..? "
He said. And there, he awaited the inevitable doom of dispair---the answer he's been dreading and yet, so desperate to hear, would it be a yes? A no?