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He sighed.
"I… don't wanna make this uncomfortable…"
He sighed.
"I… don't wanna make this uncomfortable…"
Nyx raised her eyebrows. "Uncomfortable?"
"I was thinking about you…" He sighed again
"And?"
"How nice and pretty and kind you are…" He blushed
Nyx's cheeks flushed slightly. "I'm what?"
"Nice, pretty and kind…" He said, waiting to be smacked
She went pink. "Really? …You think I'm… pretty?"
"Yeah…"
Nyx went pinker. Nobody had ever, ever called her pretty before. Seven had called her "nice", and the occasional "super", but… pretty? No. Pretty was a word for Phoenix.
"I mean, have you seen your freckles? And your eyes, oh my god your eyes…" He swooned
Nyx stiffened slightly. She was not used to being cooed over like this, and it was strange to her.
But it felt good, somehow.
"What's wrong?" He asked
"I've… never been complimented like this before." The words tumbled out of her mouth.
"That's shocking…" He said, surprised
"Seven called me nice, and super, and… but Phoenix is always, has always been the pretty one, and Seven loved her and not me, and I've never been… the centre of attention…" The words were falling out of her mouth like wooden blocks spilled by a kindergartener, clunky and awkward.
"Who's Seven?" He asked
Nyx opened her mouth, not sure of what to say. Her fists clenched on the table.
"He was my best friend," she said in a shaky voice.
"WAS? what happened?"
"H-he…"
Dang it, Nyx, don't get emotional.
Tears were sparkling in her eyes.
"He - he's -"
She couldn't get the word out. Her lips froze on d.
"He's dead?" He asked
Nyx bit her lip, shaking, and nodded. A tear ran down her face.
"Come here…" He hugged her.
"It's going to be okay…" he assured
Nyx closed her eyes and let the tears out, shaking like a leaf. Her hair was soft and smelled like Earl Grey and autumn leaves.
"It's okay.." He assured again
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