#otter pops

(Lads Li x nonmc!reader)

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Summary; An old friendship in the midst of a hot summer, featuring otter pops.

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Pairings; Lads love interests x non-mc!reader

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Note; Not specific to any of the boys, it’s just a cute little one-shot/ Drabble idea I had :P oh and I didn’t proofread lol, anyways enjoy my jellyfishes -🦈

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It was hot, way too hot to do anything aside from lay on the ground under a tree and eat the otter pops you’d stolen from the freezer. Cicadas buzzed at the heat, birds flew around as did the summer bugs. The sky was big and blue, only few clouds could be seen. As much as you’d like to say you hated it, the summer gave you a comfortable sound to your usually silent office life. You were enjoying this, lying under a tree and watching the clouds slowly inch by.

Then of course all comfortable silences come to an end eventually. “There you are, how long have you been lying there?” His voice comes to your ears, you close your eyes before you can see his face. Maybe if you pretended to be asleep he’d walk away? You hoped that’d be the case until you could feel his take a seat next to you. A sigh pulls from your lungs “I’m not sure, I’m just relaxing out here” you take another bite of your otter pop, finally opening your eyes to see his face partially above yours. It seemed he was just looking at you. He squinted lightly before leaning back against the tree. “I see, you could have told me or mc” silence enveloped you once more. The sound of cicadas, birds, and bugs filled your ears. Then of course he had to speak again, “do you think mc likes me?” How odd, you assumed they were both already together from the uncomfortable closeness they had. Not to mention how gross their flirtatious banter back and forth was. You know you’re his friend but sometimes you can handle all of that. Maybe it was because you yourself have had the biggest crush known to man on this guy, or the fact you’ve finally given up on giving him hints. Whatever it was, it seemed to have left you unable to respond. Leaving an uncomfortable silence between yoo both, it was awhile before you finally responded with an internal grimace. “I’d assume she does” you kept it sweet and short, but it seemed that wasn’t enough to settle his mind. “She’s really nice, I was hoping you two would hit it off. Do you like her?” You silently prayed for her to come steal his attention away once more. “I don’t mind her, she seems nice. You know how I am around new people” luckily after your response he finally closed his mouth. As much as you’d love to talk to him, you wanted to replace in silence more. Another bite of your otter pop, the cool sweetness spreading across your mouth. It was a perfect way to stay a little cool in this hot weather. You ignored how he stared at you, like he wanted to say more but knew from the look on your face you wanted silence. “Okay you staring isn’t going to get you anywhere, what do you want?” You ask him with a tired glance in his direction. His cheeks dust lightly, like a kid caught doing something bad. He looked away from you, it seemed he was looking at the ground. “It’s nothing really, I was just thinking about that time in grade school when we shared otter pops” his words bring back that memory. Your first kiss, so weird it was him who suggested it.

Two ten year olds sit under a familiar tree, one has a red otter pop while the other had a blue.

“If we kiss would your lips turn purple?” The boy asks, the smaller one of the two turns to him and gives a curious look. “I dunno! It would be cool if they did though!” They were silent before the boy asked “can I kiss you to find out?” “Sure” the other responds almost too quickly. And like that they both peck each other on the lips, the sticky sweet residue of the otter pop on their lips.

In the end their lips were not purple and it was a fruitless effort.

Remembering that was unpleasant at best. You looked away from him, back at the sky. “Yeah, I do remember. Our lips never did turn purple.. such effort wasted what a shame” you fein a sigh and lift a hand to your forehead to ass dramatics. A chuckle comes from him in response “very funny, and here I thought… well anyways. When do you plan on heading in?” He thought what? You had to admit to the curiosity that ran through you now. You didn’t question it though, you offer a simple response. “Probably soon, I’m running out of otter pop” you hold the mostly eaten purple otter pop up.

The silence that followed was comfortable, well at least in your opinion it was. You watch the clouds inch by once again, just as you had been doing. Why was he still sitting here? You were sure you had heard someone call him. You close your eyes, the sound of summer buzzing in your ears. You finished off your otter pop as the minutes rolled by with the silence of summer. You sit up, eyes still closed as you stretch. You stand up, dust yourself off then look to him. He’s sitting there just watching, like he wanted to say something to you but feared your response. You let out a small sigh, “come on, it’s getting late and I’m sure mc is wondering where you are-“ “she left a few minutes ago” he interrupted, you cock a brow at him as he stands up. “Alright.. well I assume you’ve got to get going unless you plan on hanging around longer.” You shrug, turning to walk. While you’re facing away from him you look up at the sky again, he speaks “what are you looking at?” You’re silent as he seems to keep his distance. “Nothing, I’m just remembering something funny. Do you want an otter pop when we get inside?” Nothing, was it really nothing? You had no idea as it plagued your mind the rest of the night. Every memory of how he treated you completely different from how he treated mc. While he knew you could handle your own problems, he never showed the same worry he showed for her. Why is that? You assume it must be because you truly are just a friend.

“Sure, maybe I’ll finally get another kiss off of you” he playfully jabs at you, earning a playful glare from you. “Yeah, yeah. In your dreams lover boy, don’t you have a thing for mc? Can’t go around acting like you can get kisses off everyone now can you?” You tease. Only you didn’t get another playful jab back, he simply looked at you like a kicked puppy. “What? I’m only joking come on-“ you go to walk but he grabs your upper arm, he looks at you like he’s searching for something in your eyes. “Do you really believe that? That I like mc?” You give a weary glance at him, had you misunderstood the situation? “Yeah.. you guys spend like.. every waking moment together and are always hush hush… I thought you two had a thing for one another?”

He’s silent, like he’s thinking of a response. He lets your arm go, “sorry.. uh let’s go inside then, I call the red otterpop” he says, albeit trying to be playful his brows were still furrowed with what seemed to be confusion. You just mentally shrug it off, what’s the worst that could happen. He likes you instead and is upset you don’t see it? As if, he couldn’t ever see you in that light… right?

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What would life be without orange otter pops?