I'LL DO IT FOR YOU

okay – that’s enough with staring at the paper. the more he skims over it, the more flaws he finds in his poem. it makes him that much more inclined to just tear it apart and retreat back to his room. however, he tears his gaze away from it instead, as he puts every ounce of focus onto the door. come on, saphir – the door isn’t going to open itself!

actually, yes it can. almost forgetting that his roommate was on the other side, he stumbles upon her entry outside. but even then, he doesn’t process who had bumped into him until he glimpses directly at her. “ – eh…?” shit. fuck. SHIT. this wasn’t part of the plan! I mean, yes it was - but he wasn’t ready yet!

a sharp breath escaping in response, he could feel his hands clamping tightly on the sheet of paper, while holding it close to his chest. no, stop that – you’re crumbling it! but despite knowing that, he couldn’t seem to control his urges. he was completely overwhelmed by both fear and embarrassment - a deadly combo indeed.

“oh…d-dio – uh.” he pauses, while carrying a flushed expression. “…what’s up?” no no no - that was not what you rehearsed! even though he had (embarrassingly so) gone over this numerous times - he was now drawing a blank. everything he had planned was being scrapped, leaving the poor man to improvise on the spot.

       a small gasp left the smallers lips  ---  body gently bouncing back. eyes would lift, seeing the man’s flustered expression  ( for now, skipping over the paper he was tightly holding. so close to his chest  ---  it had to be an important lab, or something. school was always his priority ! )

     ‘     a  ---   ah  ? oh   --  uh    ‘   hands quickly hide the bag behind her, blocking it from view. she hand’t quite made up her mind if she was going to tell him her feelings, or if she would chicken out & say she got everyone a little something.  ‘   n-nothing much   ---   ! why do you ask ?   ‘

slow steps were made around the other  ---  trying so desperately to retreat into the dining room  --- living  ----  any will do ! the small hallway between their rooms was   .  .  .     close.  & it left her  FLUSTERED.  red dots her cheeks, gently ( at first ) 

walking backwards   --  just to ensure he doesn’t see the bag  ---  she keeps her eyes locked on him. he can follow ( it wasn’t like she doesn’t do this often  --  ! she always has had this carefree sort of attitude about her  )

    ‘      is Saphir doing anything important at the moment   ----   d .  .  .  date, or anything  ---- I UH only ask because its valentines day !!!!  &-& you better tell me if you’re planning on asking anyone  .  .  .  c  --  cause I’m your roommate & all     ---     ‘

backed into a corner, he already knew that there was no escaping the moment he had taken a glance at her. her curious expression made it clear that she has no intentions of letting him go - at least not without getting an answer.

however, it was going to take a bit before she can get a coherent response, as the man fumbles on his own words. her bold approach to inch closer has only made him into a pile of mush – with his legs threatening to fall back. and yet he remains glued, his gaze unwavering as he locks onto her glistening eyes.

because the more he looks into them, the more he’s reminded on what makes her so captivating. her miniature features, her porcelain skin – and of course, her selfless and caring nature. he loved everything about her, and his flustered state only confirms so.

however, he knew well enough that his roommate was oblivious to his state of mind. so the most he could do with his feelings was bottle them up – far away so that she could never suspect a thing. because even if she doesn’t feel the same, he was fine with how things were right now. just being able to be with her was enough to make fill him with glee.

“…n..no, I can’t – I mean…mh - ” moving pass from the initial shock, he could only muster a few feeble mutters, while rubbing a strand of hair between his fingers.

        a hand finds an affectionate spot on her cheek   ---   a chuckle leaving parted lips. heavenly was the word to describe it. smaller of the two found pleasure in the thoughts of him living with someone that brought him happiness.  even, if that wasnt with someone like her. as long as he was content, & happy where he was, she would be too. of course, a little discouraged, but she would still be ecstatic for him ! & for whomever stole her own light. 

   ‘    ah ?  you can’t   ---   that means its someone we both know, right ? & they’re a she, so  .   .   .   ‘  a finger taps delicately on her lips, deep in thought. leaning back some, she puffs out her cheeks.  

the girl soon props herself up on the very desk he had been writing upon  --- disregarding the papers for a moment. 

   ‘   mh mh - ! are you gonna make me guess ? I didn’t know you could be so cruel,  Saphir ! we’re roommates, I have to know who you’re bringing over --- !  ‘

shit. okay, step one. don’t panic. don’t say anything. don’t imagine your roommate being right behind you. just walk away – pretend like you didn’t hear anything. and no matter what, do not turn around. DO NOT –

…anddd he’s peeking over his shoulder. goddammit, you had one job saphir. one job, and you fucked it up! it didn’t take long for his face to become overwhelmed with a deep blush, as he stammers pathetically. “n..NO!! I’m not – why would I..?! I-I’m not planning anything!!”

yeah saphir, that’s real convincing.

        the other’s slow look over   ---   the look of utter  FEAR  & desperation on his face was all too cute to pass up ! this was why she loved teasing him, ( aside from the obvious ) --- his expressions were priceless !

hands neatly behind her back, her body leans in  ---  getting a little closer to the boy’s red face, unknowing on why he was so flustered.

        ‘      i’m surrounded by pessimistic people,    ‘

the anticipation was slowly, but surely killing him - as he waits for the girl to reply. her wavering, yet feeble gaze made it difficult to tell on how she’d answer. it causes a lump to form in his throat, while making his breaths unsteady, as he chokes up a quiet sob. god - why was he getting so worked up? this could just be a cold, for all they know.

and yet he found himself in a midst of panic, as if his roommate were on the brink of death. it was a bit of a stretch, yes. but seeing someone who he cared for – no, loved – in such distress causes his chest to ache in pain. he hated it - the thought of losing her made his heart shrivel up.

after all, it wouldn’t be the first he had lost someone he loved (that poor, dear father of his). so really, he had every right to seem paranoid. especially when his roommate was so reluctant to rest. he won’t be able to sleep knowing that she’s pushing herself past her limits!

however, just as a speck of water was about to spill from his eyes, he takes note of the gentle nod given by his roommate. and while it took a second to process, saphir couldn’t help but find himself smiling in relief. it was a small gesture, yet it made his heart flutter with ease!

“right, right - you’ll get to your work, I promise. now come on, let’s get you to bed, alright? I’ll make you some tea and soup - something easy to digest.” he glimpses over with a heavenly look - as he goes to cup her delicate hand into his.

    heaven’s grace had been bestowed upon her, looking down as if to bless her personally. those eyes, the twinge of a smile on his features.  .  .  it left her dazed ! in awe  ---   something stirring deep in her chest. a fluttering that has recently been growing in volume; yet the feeling only ever occurred when the boy himself was around.

       for better, or for worse, living with him ensured she’d see him every morning.

tiny, soft, her hand is ; gently dipping out to take hold of his  ---  sturdier than her own, though, not quite toughened up as she expected. what an odd feeling, the warmth exchanged between the two. love, wrapped up tightly in concern, & dismissal of real feelings  ---  out of fear. or was it simply none had the courage to whisper such words to one another ? 

oh, dear lord above, allow this to be the chapter in this story where they unite  ---   where one finally breaks the unspoken feeling between the two. though, she supposed, now isn’t quite the time to bring up the quieter moments they share. 

Though, the thought that she was the reason for his displeasure  ---  his tears ! was all too much for the girl. those watery eyes dont suit him, & she’s sure it’ll haunt her for the rest of her days.

    ‘      y  .  .  .   you don’t need to, S-Saphir  .  .  .     ---  ! really, it’d be too much to ask  ---------       ‘   a pause fills the air, the girl not quite too sure on how to continue with her train of thought. It’s not simple to say.  ‘    ----  I’d feel too guilty, if you made me food when I’m like this --    .  .  .  ‘

           ‘    its February already  --- ??? ??  ?     ‘

bless

  fun facts abt human dio

as papers find themselves stuck between his arms (with most scattering onto the floor), he looks over to his roommate in a panic. he desperately tries not to assume the worse, in hope that she hasn’t read anything. but alas, hope had abandoned him. he could tell by the intrigued glint in her eyes that she had caught a glimpse of something.

her words of praise only confirm that, as saphir feels a rush of warmth forming at his cheeks. “h..hwah –” he ushers pathetically, with embarrassment completely overwhelming him. the thought of her having read one of his poems brought both shame and dread to him. “– m-me,writing? I don’t write – not me! t..this is just for english!”

        the girl tilts her head, incapable of understanding how the other felt. ( embarrassment ? how so ! she would gladly brag if she could write like that !  )

         ‘       mnh ? why is Saphir so embarrassed ? I think his writing is lovely-       ‘

flattery might not get her what she wants, but the simple action of bending over & picking up a paper sure does ! eyes quickly scan the romantic verses that line his paper, knowing full well he’ll snatch it away at any given moment.