snail's.

You intrigued her.

Really, you did.

Jinx had grown accustomed to you, to your quiet hums around the house as you did your chores, to your image on the stage set up by Vander's statue.

And yet you still intrigued her, with how close to her you had managed to get, how you would be able to calm her with the simple act of singing.

You would make her worries disappear, her once shaky hands now steady as you held them against your own, singing what sounded like a soft lullaby but in your voice, her favorite sound.

The blue haired girl would come down from her mental breakdowns as you sang for her, the girl settling upon clinging onto you and burying her face on your shoulder.

Sometimes she just could not bear with things, everything would suddenly become too much.

And when she heard your voice, the soothing tune of your voice finding her ears to purge her of all her negative thoughts, she would just.. open up and listen.

You intrigued her as you were able to get her back on her feet with "something so simple as singing."

She'd never tell you that, though.

At the late nights, she'd wake from nightmares, her torturous mind always ready to conjure up the worst case scenarios.

The blue haired girl would nudge you awake, her already teary eyes and shaky tone giving out on her emotions as she spoke, "Hey, can you.." she'd now look better at your face, lit by the moonlight, "Sing for me?" and how could you deny her, when she sounded so vulnerable?

Even if she had just woke you from your peaceful slumber.

"DUUUDEE, you're into prismo?? i mean, uhh, yall match n stuff, but WHAT??"

you guys, the three of you, were good friends.

you'd usually spend time together, prismo would present his new pickle recipes to you and jake, to which you'd give your opinion on while jake absolutely ravaged all the remaining ones like a starving dog having it's first meal in days. (he'd just ate)

then you'd continue your day, playing card games, watching something on prismo's tv..

just three (or four, when finn joined in) friends hanging out.

"can you not shout it out loud for the world to hear??", you whisper-yell at Jake.

"yeah, yeah. im super secretive, you know it"

he isn't. you're sure he's gonna tell at least five people the moment you're away.

but u decide on trusting him, and letting him setup the date between you and prismo.

a few days pass, and before you know, prismo had sent you a note,

"hey! how 'bout we hang out tonite?",

how could you refuse him?

so you took a shower, dressed up, and went to the time cube.

as you got there, you couldn't help but notice the following scenery:

first, a table. in the middle of the cube, a table with scented candles, your favorite scent.

a chair, only one, prismo himself didn't need it.

the lights were dimly lit. weird.

"wishmaster?", you called out.

and there he was.

the figure of his curly hair looked slicked back, mostly on Jake's advice, and you were all for it.

i mean, yeah.. slicked back hair is ugly, but you like him. and he tried.

"hey. sit, wont you?"

you heard music in the background.

is that-

is it Jake's viola.

you bite back a scoff, impressed at how terrible-in-a-good-way he was at matchmaking.

"so, whachu been up to?', you asked prismo.

"work. tv.." he looked shy as he replied, chuckle at the end of his sentence as he was a bit ashamed.

you walked up closer, sat on the chair as you rested your elbow on the table, prismo's figure being across from you.

"that's nice."

talk goes, talk comes, and it's noticeable how much he complimented you during that afternoon.

from saying your outfit looks good to saying you look good.

and you'd smile. that pretty smile he just loved seeing on your perfect lips.

all he wanted was to take up a human form and just smooch.

and he'd ask you to be his, right then and there.

but he didn't even know how you felt.

and you knew how he felt, because the room reeked of your favorite scent, and it had such a romantic atmosphere, music playing in the background, and it'd remind you of those times where jake would partner up finn and some girl he'd fallen for.

which made you imagine prismo struggling to learn his advice, and it made you smile more.

would it be wrong to just.. wish for him to become your boyfriend?

you decide on ignoring that thought.

as your little date continued on, casual conversation as always, prismo became more and more nervous.

how he'd stutter and look to the side as he spoke..

"and what's with the new hairstyle?" you smiled as you asked.

"just.. changing things every once in a while. what'd you think?" the male almost died when you pointed it out, it being just another reason for how nervous he was, unsure if you'd even look his way in any kind of light, let alone thinking he looked good.

"its nice." you chuckle.

"so.. are you.. single?"

the way you looked at him, confused, made him want to immediately back away.

"yeah. you know that."

"right... haha.."

awkward.

it's awkward, and he doesn't know what to say.

"hm.. so... would you go on a date with me sometime?"

"sure."

and it's then that he knows how you feel about him, because you wouldn't put it so nicely if you didn't like him back.

then he'd get a little more confident, the conversation would flow better on.

by some time, you got straight to the point before he could - he was winding it so much

"you like me, right?", you said it jn a way you could change the direction quickly if he'd say no.

only if, because as soon as you say it, he goes

"of course i do!"

"you're amazing and who wouldn't be happy just to have you around.."

he was cute, but also sounded a bit desesperate as he spoke

"we could be together. if you want"

earlier today, saiki had complained about his shoulder pain due to his uncomfortably-straight posture.

you, as a thoughtful lover, figured you might as well help him out with it.

you got him ice packs, didn't work.

now, you tried different things, an iron pole, making him lay on back resting positions..

didn't work.

now there he was, sat in between your legs, back facing you as your hands roamed his shoulders, skillful fingers reaching for his muscles as you pressed down on them, hard.

the boy would melt into the touch, and you could almost see flowers and sparkles around his figure as he sighed softly into the touch.

you kept on massaging his shoulders,

"is that better?"

there's a small pause,

"yeah."

as you continue on, he nearly falls asleep.

"I don't even know what the fuck I'm doing", you thought.

he was stunned.

did you really have to be like this, all love-dovey over him during class?? what's wrong with you?

why did you have to be so cute?

he's so inlove with you, and his pride just.. cannot take it!!

at this point he's just.. relishing in those thoughts as he saw you almost adorably slunted over your desk, chin resting on your arms as you thought about many and many different scenarios of you and him

it did not help that, as his partner, you knew him.

you knew his personality, and most of those scenarios *did* seem realistic for him.

you'd thought about how you'd be ever so affectionate with him, how he'd barely react (despite his chest going unusually wild)

how every now and then you'd take his hand, affections only ever displayed out of other's peering eyes.

how you'd convince him into a kiss, you being too unbearable for him not to agree.

these kids would LOVE you!!

they would always be asking u to go play w them, do their hair n stuff.

love them parent figures!!

for fems, im sure bonnie probs grew up without a female figure in her life, so having u would invite her to a whole new world 😭😭 (honestly same for the boys, they all live w a white grumps old man 🤕)

playing hide n seek with the kids.

i just know they'd drag you everywhere

and finn is sooo happy abt that omg it's the cutest thing for him

he's so happy you have a good relationship w the kids

(please move in)

so uhm hc is farmworld finn is definetly touch starved!!

hold his hand, hug him, kiss kisses, he's always in for it!!

with you, they finally eat something other than soup

jake likes to lay on ur feet frfr no cap!

at the start of your relationship, which was most likely a friends to lovers situation, you'd comfort finn over his wife's loss.

once he got over it, and you'd helped him with his kids being ever so caring, he'd realize how much inlove with you he truly was.

one day, you'd talk, and he didn't even know *how tf* but he'd made you his partner.

once in your relationship, he'd open up more n more, even telling you a bit of his tragic past with magic.

and you always made him comfortable.

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"hey, could one of you guys help me with setting up the table?"

you'd tell the kids as you prepared a meal, figure swaying as you stir something in the pan. once one of them set it up, you'd call out;

"dinners ready, everyone! come eat before it gets cold."

the kids would run all the way to the kitchen, all going to grab their plates on the table and serve themselves.

finn would most likely be cutting up wood, and you'd have to go find him by the yard to call him in for dinner.

he wanted to finish his working, but gosh, all it took was a simple kiss, a phrase;

"you could always finish that up tomorrow",