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Alex:

The summer sun had been blistering lately, making it nearly impossible to get much work done. You were having a hard time finding the perfect balance in continuing your work that needed to be done in one of your busiest seasons, while also doing it safely. You had learnt that lesson in your first year on the farm, pushing yourself too much in the summer sun that it had led to a pretty mild case of sun stroke.

Which is how you found yourself here, on the beach, sitting close enough to the shore that the waves rushed up to cool down your legs each time they crashed back against the sand. With an ice cream cone in your hand and Alex by your side, it was hard finding any fault in the day. You had finished most of your work early this morning, before the sun had the chance to really heat up the valley. Any small jobs that remained could wait for this evening, when it started to cool down once again. You smiled as you looked out over the sea, the ice cream slowly beginning to melt down your fingers. When you brought the cone up to your mouth once more, licking away the melted ice cream, you heard Alex chuckle beside you, making you turn your head. “What?” He smiled, shifting his own cone to his other hand as he brought his hand up to your face, wiping away the ice cream smudged on your chin. “Got a little something there” You smiled, immediately bringing your hand up to wipe your mouth, making sure it was all gone. “Thanks..”

When you first met Alex, you didn’t think much of him, saying a polite hello anytime you saw him, but otherwise minding your business. Things had changed this past winter, when you actually started to get to know him a bit better. Now, as you sat together with your toes in the sand, you wondered how you ever ignored him in the first place. The two of you had been getting closer, eventually leading Alex to asking you out, which you happily said yes to. You had been on a few dates now, but he had yet to kiss you. You were beginning to wonder if you would have to make the first move, since Alex seemed content enough with the hugs he always left you with.

You finished your ice cream, using the salty water to get rid of the stickiness you felt on your hands before turning to Alex. “Thank you for coming to spend the day with me.” He smiled, looking to you, “Of course, thank you for asking me.” You scooted closer to him, hugging his arm as you placed your head on his shoulder. When Alex rested his own head atop of yours, you thought for a moment, trying to pluck up enough courage to ask him the question that’s been wracking your brain since that first night he told you he liked you.

In a quiet voice, you finally managed to ask, “Alex?” “Hmm?” “How come...how come you haven’t kissed me yet?” You felt him tense beside you before he lifted his head, making you do the same. When you looked to him, he smiled, reaching his hand out to cup your jaw. Your head rested against his palm as his thumb caressed your cheek. “Is that what you’ve been thinking about all this time?” “Maybe..” He chuckled, eyes twinkling as he looked at you. “I was trying to be a gentleman...I didn’t want to rush you or anything.” “You’re not rushing me” “No?” You smiled, shaking your head slightly.

His eyes trailed over your face for a moment, drinking in how you looked in this moment before leaning in, pressing his forehead against your own. You closed your eyes, leaning in slightly before Alex pressed his lips to yours. He kissed you gently, fingers making their way down to hold the back of your neck as he deepened the kiss. When you pulled away, a smile immediately made its way onto your face, you fell forward, leaning against his shoulder once more. “Was that okay?” You couldn’t help but laugh, nodding your head as you looked at him. “I’d say it was more than okay” “Good, cause I want to do it again.”

Elliot:

As Fall arrived, the Valley transformed overnight. Trees were changing colors, a chill had entered the air, and a new season of crops had been planted for the Autumn Harvest. It had been a pretty chill day, with not much to do once the animals were taken care of. The crops were watered and growing, nothing on the farm needed repaired, and any fishing that needed to be done had been finished earlier in the season. Today was a rare occasion, a -mostly- free day, giving you the opportunity to venture down to the library.

When you walked in, Gunther looked up expectantly, seeing as the only time you really got to come in here was for donations. “Nothing today, Gunther.” “Oh no? Are you here for the books then?” “Sure am. It’s been a long time since I’ve gotten to come here for a book.” He smiled, gesturing over to the many shelves, “well, help yourself Farmer” “Thank you” You walked further in, perusing the aisles until you reached the Romance section, where you found a familiar figure sitting on the floor.

Elliot was sat leaning against the wall, his legs stretched out and crossed in front of him as he held a book in his hands, completely immersed in whatever he was reading. You walked over, stopping next to him with a small smile on your face. When he failed to notice you, you nudged his thigh with your foot. His head snapped up, a smile immediately gracing his face at the sight of you. “Darling! I’m sorry I didn’t notice you.” He stood, closing his book as he leaned down, pressing a kiss to your cheek. “What brings you to the library on this fine day?”

“I don’t have any work to do, so I thought I’d come pick out some books to keep me busy until it’s time to harvest.” “Any idea of what kind of books you’re looking for?” “Not really, would you like to give me some recommendations?” “Oh I’d love to, darling. Here, follow me.”

You walked with Elliot as he moved along the aisles, picking out books he thought you’d like. Once he had a stack in his arms, nearly towering over his head, you stopped him. “I think that’s good, Elliot” “You sure?” You chuckled, nodding your head. “Okay, I’ll carry them for you, just lead the way.” You smiled, walking up to the counter so you could check out the books. Once Gunther finished, Elliot scooped the books back into his arms, ready to follow you back to the farm. “I can carry them back Elliot, it’s no big deal.” “I know you can, darling, but that doesn’t mean you should. I’m perfectly happy to carry them for you.”

You smiled, shaking your head, but otherwise letting him be as the two of you walked back to the farm. “Do you have any plans for today, Elliot?” “I don’t think so, I was just planning on reading my book.” “Would you like to read with me?” He smiled, looking over at you, “Oh I’d love to” “Great! I can put on some tea when we get to the farmhouse.” “That sounds lovely, dear.”

When you reached the farm, you went to work in the kitchen, putting the kettle on as Elliot placed the stack of books on the dining table. Once the two of you were settled on the couch, bundled up underneath a shared blanket with your own books, you suddenly found your focus somewhere else. As Elliot settled back in with his own book, you looked at him, admiring him as his eyes scanned across the pages. You watched as he smiled, eyes lifting slightly to meet your own. “You’re staring, darling.” “I was just thinking…” “Oh? About what?” “Kissing you.”

It wasn’t hard to miss the surprise on his face, making you laugh. “Sorry...I just..” “Don’t apologize, lovely. I’d like to kiss you as well.” “Oh yeah?” Instead of answering, he moved his book aside and moved closer to you. He grabbed your chin, bringing you closer before his lips pressed against yours. They moved slowly against your own, but as you moved closer, desperately trying to deepen the kiss, Elliot grabbed your hips, pulling you onto his lap. His kisses were growing hungrier, his tongue darting out to swipe against your bottom lip when the shrill whistle of the kettle filled the small farmhouse.

You jumped away, bumping your head against Elliot’s out of surprise. You scrambled up, rushing to the kitchen to move the kettle off the heat. You couldn’t help but laugh as Elliot joined you, rubbing his forehead. “Well, that certainly killed the mood.” Once you set the kettle back down, Elliot appeared at your side, hands coming up to cup your cheeks. He kissed your forehead, right where you had bumped it into his. “Are you okay?” You smiled, reaching up to hold onto his wrists. “I'm okay…just a bump” He nodded, leaning down to kiss you once more, leaving the kettle forgotten on the counter.

Harvey:

Your head felt dizzy as you sat in the clinic. The overhead lights were burning your eyes as a strong smell of antiseptic filled your nose. The overwhelming sense of cleanliness was making you nauseous as the paper-covered medical bed crinkled beneath you. It was all a bit overwhelming, but nothing was making your heart race as fast as the man who sat before you.

You had been up in the mines, desperately needing to replenish your stack of coal when you had run into some particularly feisty slimes. It hadn’t been that bad, seeing as you only left with a scraped up knee, but when you passed Harvey in the town square while on his way to the Saloon for the night and he noticed your blood soaked pants, he had ushered you into the clinic right away. Now, he was sitting in front of you, your pants leg cut open to reveal your knee as he tried to stop the bleeding.

You were watching him, taking in the unease on his face. By the looks of him, one would think you had come in with your leg about to fall off completely, instead of a few cuts. His hands were shaking slightly as he cleaned the wound, not bothering to speak since he knew his voice would only shake. Finally, you licked your lips, suddenly feeling as though your mouth had dried up completely. “Harvey” He looked to you immediately, eyes searching your own for any discomfort. “It’s just a few scratches…I’m fine. You don’t have to look so worried.”

He shook his head, going back to cleaning. For a moment you thought he wouldn’t speak at all, until he took a shaky breath, placing the bandage on your knee. “I don’t like when you go down there.” “Harvey-” “I know. I know you have to….but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. It may have just been a few scrapes this time, but what if next time it’s worse? What if you can’t make it back out?” You smiled, reaching out to cup his face. His eyes closed as he sighed, lifting his own hand to place over yours. “I’m okay…you don’t have to worry.”

Harvey gripped your hand slightly, pressing a kiss to your palm before looking back to your bandaged knee. “You make it very hard not to. Just...promise me to take it easy for a few days. No more mines for a bit.” “Okay, I promise.” He stood, moving closer to stand between your legs. “I’m sorry about your pants.” You laughed, looking down at the blood soaked material. “It’s okay…I’ll try to get the blood out, see if Emily will sew them back up for me.” “Well, if that doesn’t work, let me know. I’ll buy you some new ones”

You shook your head, wrapping your arms around his neck. “You don’t have to do that….but if you want to make it up to me…I’d really like a kiss” You smiled, watching as Harvey’s face turned beet red. Your fingers made their way into the ends of his hair, lightly pulling at them in an attempt to calm him down. “Are you sure?” “Mhm” Harvey’s hands made their way to your waist, trembling slightly as he leaned forwards, resting his forehead on yours for a moment. You leaned up, pressing your lips to his, knowing he wouldn’t do it himself. You felt his grip tighten as you kissed him, the pain in your knee and the tremble in his hands fading away.

Sam:

A summer storm had blown in, ridding you of all your afternoon plans. Outside, the rain was coming down harshly, thunder and lightning accompanying it as you found yourself stuck inside of Sam’s house with him, Jodi, and Vincent.

You had stopped by to bring Jodi a fresh melon when the storm blew in. You couldn’t find it in yourself to be too upset, after all, you were stuck with one of your favorite people in the valley. After spending a bit of time out in the living room with his family, Sam and you gradually made your way to his bedroom, where you were now sat on his bed, video game controller in hand.

You were failing miserably, not really paying attention to the game as Sam sat beside you, leg pressed against your own as he focused on the game. You looked at him out of the corner of your eye, watching the pure concentration on his face. He laughed, shaking his head as he said, “Are you even trying?” You looked back at the screen, noticing your character was no longer moving.

“Sammy?” He glanced at you, keeping his attention on the screen until he realized you wanted him to look at you. He paused the game, fully turning to you. You and Sam weren’t dating, you weren’t sure if he even liked you in that way, but you had been dying to kiss him for months now. “What is it?” His eyes were trailing all over your face, pausing multiple times on your lips. You leaned forwards, lifting your hand to the back of his neck. “Sam...I really want to kiss you.” A smile split across his face, so wide you were sure his cheeks must be aching. “You don’t have to tell me twice, baby.”

He moved forward, hands finding your hips as he kissed you, pressing you further into his bed. His hands moved up, resting on your upper back as he bit at your lips, kissing you like it was the only thing keeping him alive. Your hands moved up, fingers finding their way into his hair, pulling at the blonde streaks. Sam pulled back slightly, kissing his way down your jaw when thunder shook the house, causing the both of you to flinch as Vincent screamed from the living room. “Yoba…that was hot”

You laughed, pushing him off you as you sat back up. Sam smiled, a lovesick look on his face as he pulled you close once more, kissing you again as he mumbled, “you have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that” against your lips. “Guess we’ll have to make up for lost time.”

Sebastian:

The clock was ticking over to midnight as you tossed and turned in your bed, a sheen of sweat covering your body. On the hottest night of the season, your air conditioning had died, leaving you in a farmhouse that seemed to be getting hotter by the second.

Finally, you groaned, getting out of bed as your feet led you out to the front porch. The night air seemed considerably less stuffy than your farmhouse, making you sigh in relief as you closed your eyes, lifting your head up towards the sky. The sky was clear as the full moon illuminated the farm, the stars twinkling brightly. You walked back into the old cabin briefly, slipping on a pair of sandals before heading out, going for a walk to clear your mind.

Your feet led you down to the beach and as you reached the pier, you spotted a familiar figure sitting at the very edge. You couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across your face as you walked down to him. At the sound of your footsteps against the wooden dock, Sebastian turned, smiling as he saw you. “Hey..” He scooted over, making room for you to sit beside him. “What are you doing down here this late?”

You sat beside him, legs dangling over the side. “My a/c broke….it’s too hot to sleep” He frowned slightly, nudging his arm against yours. “Sorry..” You smiled, shaking your head. “Nah..it’s alright. Besides…it gives me the opportunity to enjoy the stars for once.” He hummed, looking up at the night sky. Astronomy had always been more of Maru’s forte, but Sebastian couldn’t deny the beauty of it before him.

“What are you doing down here?” He looked back to you, taking in how your eyes twinkled. “I couldn’t sleep…my brain wouldn’t quiet down.” “How come?” He shrugged, looking back out at the dark waves. “Too many things to worry about I guess. I have a deadline coming up that I’m worried I’m not going to meet. Demetrius is still bugging me about finding a ‘real’ job. Mom thinks I need to get out more, and...I don’t know, it’s just a lot right now.” “I’m sorry, Seb.” He smiled slightly, reaching out for your hand. You and Sebastian had been dating for a little under a month now, but he still found it hard to initiate anything with you. It was moments like these, when he could reach for you so casually that you felt your heart begin to race.

You squeezed his hand slightly, moving closer to him as you hugged his arm with your other hand, leaning your head on his shoulder. “You know, you can always come hang out at my place…to work or...just get away from everyone. You’re always welcome there. I mean, ideally I’ll have working a/c but…” He chuckled, rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb. “I’ll tell my mom about it in the morning, maybe she can stop by and take a look.” “Thank you” He hummed, saying nothing more as the two of you sat there in silence.

You stayed that way for another hour, yawning more and more as you grew sleepier. “Do you want to come sleep in my room?” You blinked, lifting your head to look at Sebastian, trying to figure out if you had heard him correctly. “I don’t want you to go back to the farmhouse if it’s too hot. You’ll never get any sleep.” You nodded, smiling slightly. “Let’s go, before you fall asleep” “I wont” He smiled down at you as the both of you stood, grabbing your hand once more. “I don’t believe you…you look dead on your feet right now.” “How charming” He laughed, making your smile deepen as the two of you trudged back up towards his house.

When you finally reached Sebastian’s room, you took a seat on his couch, watching him for a moment. He turned back to you, raising an eyebrow. “What are you doing over there?” You shrugged, rubbing your eyes as you spoke, “I didn’t know if you felt comfortable sharing a bed with me or not” He smiled, walking over to grab your hand. “I'm not making you sleep on the couch, c’mon” He led you to the bed, letting you crawl in close to the wall before joining you. As Sebastian laid on his back, you rolled over, hiding your surprise as he pulled you into his chest.

As you lifted your head to look at him, one of his hands came up to brush the hair out of your face. “Thank you for being so patient with me…I know it’s probably not easy” You shook your head, smiling down at him. “You don’t have to thank me. I really like you, Sebastian.” He smiled, letting his hand fall down to your cheek, holding you there. “Y/n…I really want to kiss you.” “Yeah?” “Yeah.” You smiled, shuffling up closer to him before resting your hand on his chest. You leaned down, hovering slightly, waiting to see if Sebastian would change his mind. Instead, his hand moved to the back of your head, pulling you down to him. He rolled you over, pinning you below him as he kissed you. You couldn’t help but moan, surprised at just how fast Sebastian could switch up his confidence level. He pulled away slightly, keeping his nose pressed against yours as he pecked your lips a few more times before pulling away. “Was that okay?” You smiled, chuckling as you looked at him. “I think you’re going to be the death of me, Seb” He smiled, kissing you once more before lying down, pulling you into him. “Go to sleep you weirdo.”

Shane:

Snow was coming down quickly as you made your way down to Marnie’s Ranch, praying silently that she was home. The forest was quiet, save for the crunch of snow beneath your boots and the swish-swish of your winter clothing. When you finally reached the Ranch, you kicked the snow off your boots, wiping them as best you could before making your way inside.

As the heat enveloped you, you felt your heart drop to your stomach as you took note of the empty counter. “Hello?! Anyone home?”

Silence met your ears as you stood there, but when you heard heavy footsteps and a door closing from the kitchen, your heart gave a lurch. You rushed towards the room, a smile on your face as Shane emerged from the side door. “Hey...thought I heard you in here.” You smiled, watching him for a moment before saying, “I'm in desperate need of some hay. My silo is getting low, but Marnie’s not here.” He huffed, walking past you and to the counter. “Not surprised…how much do you need?” “Um...I think a stack of 50 will work for now.” You watched as Shane wrote down your order, taking your money before putting it away for Marnie to find later. “Do you need help getting it back?” “If you’re not busy..” He shook his head, leading the way out to the shed to help you get your hay.

As the two of you made your way back up to your farm, you chatted, asking him about his day, conspiring about Marnie’s whereabouts, and how you wished Winter would come to an end. It was never your most productive season, leaving you restless and eager for Spring.

“I know what you mean, the chickens really hate Winter, especially Charlie.” “How’s she doing?” “Good, I’ve been bringing her in the ranch.” “Marnie’s okay with that?” He smirked, shrugging slightly, “What she doesn't know won’t hurt her.” You couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head as you reached your silo. “How are your chickens doing?” “They’re good, I think I’m gonna get another coop built soon.” “Well, now’s not a bad time to do it.” “Yeah, just gotta gather up a few more materials for Robin and I’ll be good to go.”

Once the hay was put away, you turned to Shane, “you want to come in for a bit?” “Sure” You led the way up to the cabin, wiping your feet before heading inside. “Do you want anything to drink? Coffee? Hot Chocolate?” “Nah, I’m good. Wow…you’ve really fixed the place up since I’ve last been here.” “Yeah, I’m hoping to add some more rooms onto the house once summer gets here.” “Oh yeah?” “Yeah, I mean the small cabin is nice, it’s cozy, but I’d like to make room for the future.”

You hesitated, looking at Shane. Over the past year, the two of you had grown closer, to the point where you had asked him out this past Fall, but you hadn’t talked about the future possibilities of your relationship. You hadn’t even kissed yet and you were worried about scaring him away, but as you looked at him, he didn’t seem all that spooked. “What kind of future have you been envisioning?” You shrugged, starting to pull off your winter clothes now that you were inside. “I don’t know...I mean…I have a lot of ideas and dreams about the future, but I may be too ambitious. I want to make the farmhouse and the farm bigger. I want to produce more products...get more livestock.” “Well…that’s nice for your business Y/n, but I meant…y’know..”