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Tyler busted out laughing. "Wow, Elliot, so positive. Let's order before people look at us weird." Tyler started up to the counter.
Tyler busted out laughing. "Wow, Elliot, so positive. Let's order before people look at us weird." Tyler started up to the counter.
“Why thank you so very much I do my best.” They grinned, skipping along behind him. This made them a lot calmer they had to admit.
"Hi, can I get a medium Blue Moon and a medium Bubble Gum?" Tyler let the man behind the counter get the cups, and Tyler grabbed a twenty out of his wallet and went up to the register.
(hi this is my last post of the day sorry
((It’s okayyyyyy
Elliot smiled, it faltered slightly at a memory that tugged at the back of their mind. Back when they were just a kid.
Elliot was knocked off their feet again. “You let your guard down, do it again!” A girl’s voice said. The girl offered Elliot a hand up which they stubbornly refused. “You have to be strong to survive little sis.” The girl sighed
“You always sound like we’re gonna get attacked at any moment. We’re safe here!” Elliot protested.
The girl raised an eyebrow. “Oh really? You think that now, but one day you may not be so lucky, and what will you do then?”
Should they meet up for their date Bleu?///
Sure thing! Sorry. I was gone for most if the weekend.//
Tyler paid the man at the counter and put a tip in the jar. He handed Elliot his ice cream. "Here ya go," he said cheerily. "It's on me after that whole Niq disaster. You look like you maybe need the comfort food."
Elliot snapped themselves out of the memory “T-thanks Tyler” they smiled.
"No problem." he smiled back. "Let's sit outside. It's gorgeous and clear."
“Yeah it really is. C’mon let’s find a table.” Elliot said, taking his hand and dragging him outside.
Tyler stumbled but kept up with Elliot. "How about here?" He pointed to a table near a flowerbed.
“Looks good” Elliot sat down in one of the chairs, beginning to eat their ice cream.
Tyler started eating his ice cream. "eighty-one, eighty-two," He muttered to himself. That's how many freckles he had counted so far.
((Omg Tyler’s so pure))
Elliot ate their ice cream quietly. They observed the busy streets with a small smile.
((he's my favorite little boi sometimes))
Tyler had a small smile on his face. For some reason, Elliot reminded him of a Dodie song; pure and quiet. You can always hear the grin on their face. Too kind to be true, to pure to be human, just perfect.
ninety, nintey-one, ninety-two…
((Omg YAS DODIE!!! Also “too pure to be human” :)
Elliot was a lot more relaxed now. They were trying to push away the thoughts of what Niq’s visit meant. The girl was very clearly an assassin, but she hadn’t been sent to kill Elliot, that much they knew.
((i'm not lying.
Tyler thought about it. He thought hard. What if? So he prepped for it. He asked Elliot, "Can I kiss you?"
((Elliot.exe has stopped responding))
They were kinda shocked for a second before smiling, “took you long enough” Elliot said teasingly.
(mood)
Tyler leaned in. Warm lips were against his own. Oh my god, he thought. I'm kissing Elliot!
Elliot smiled, kissing him softly in return. The kiss managed to push away the worrying thought that had stuck with them ever since the encounter with Niq, that they would have to leave.
Tyler couldn't stop grinning as he pulled away. He rested his forehead on Elliot's. "I love you, Elliot." he whispered just loud enough for Elliot to hear. "I love you more than anything else."
And even though they knew they’d probably be dead in a few weeks they replied, “I love you too”
Tyler kissed Elliot again, but harder. He needed Elliot, and he didn't know why. I love him I love him I love him I love him he thought.
((OwO))
Elliot was a bit surprised but didn’t stop him. They just really hoped this didn’t get out of hand.
Tyler stopped. "We should get you home, shouldn't we?" He said.
“Y-yeah” they were blushing lightly and had a ridiculous smile on their face.
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