#sharingstories

I've always liked to write, either fanfiction or just stories in general... And I wanted to try something, it's been a while since I've been on Tumblr. So, here we go:

This little angst/fluff one-shot is called: "Off wherever you want to go" ft. you and your comfort character.

"Oh well, this is the last box." You said with a tint of sadness in your voice. You were almost away from home, moving out since a small job request, had been handed to you weeks ago.

Your job involved doing what you loved the most, it just wasn't a chance you could let go. Yet, as much as you wanted to stay hyped up, you couldn't much.

You just missed them. A lot.

The last time you knew about them, you gave them the news about moving away, they seemed relaxed about it, but after that, they were gone. And hadn't heard about them, for a while now.

Deep down, it upset you, but it couldn't distract you from what your main goal was: Getting on the top. Being the #1.

The van you had hired for the moving, was already full with your stuff and the kind old man —the driver—, was just as happy as you.

"Ready to go, young one?" he asked in his raspy voice. You were looking at the end of your street, still expecting for them to show up and stopping you from going. You sighed, looked at the wrinkled one, nodding.

You got in the passenger side and him, behind the wheel, strapping on his seat belt. Your family was waving at you, and you couldn't help, but tear it a little.

The vehicle started, and off you were, to the greatest adventure of your life... Alone... It made you sigh through your nostrils, slouching on the seat.

"What is in your mind, young lad?" he asked. You turned to them, with your eyebrows raised and looking to the front once again.

"Oh, well, it's nothing, sir. Just... Remembering things." you replied and smiled sadly at them.

He chuckled and shook his head. "It's for someone, isn't it?"

Your cheeks flared up and you looked away.

"Nah. Someone? No, sir. At all" you tried to lie, but he patted your shoulder.

"Love gets us all, sometimes. It did with me, and my loved one" he replied. He searched quickly in his pocket and pulled out an infantile-sized picture of him and his partner, handing it to you.

"It's adorable. I like it" you said and held the picture between your index and thumb.

Suddenly, the man passed over a street bump, making you drop the tiny photo.

"Oh shoot. Sorry" you said and since you didn't have your seat belt, you simply bent over to pick it up.

You ran your fingers through the van's rug, to look for the man's little photo and with no warning, the vehicle stopped, making you crash your forehead against the dashboard.

You groaned in pain and rubbed your head, turning rather confused at him.

"I am terribly sorry! It's just that this wacko stepped in the middle of the road!" he angrily yelled, and peeked his head outside the window.

He honked several times and you turned your head to the weirdo... You knew that weirdo. It was your weirdo.

They were standing there, with a very worried look, as if they were about to cry.

You got off the car and walked towards them, pissed off.

"What in the heck are you doing!? We almost ran over you!" you frowned at them. The action, made your head twirl and hurt. You just pressed your hand against your forehead, still trying to rub away the pain.

"Are you alright? What happened?" they asked, very worried. Their hands were approaching your face when you moved them off, in a swift movement.

"Don't. Please, don't" you coldly said and they were taken aback since you'd never treated them like that.

"Where were you?" you asked. They opened up their mouth and closed it up, again.

"Look, I know I was away for a while-" "A while!? Just a while?!" you cut them off. They gulped at this, they'd never seen you this angry.

"You were gone long enough to make me miss you and even cry for you! You were just... Gone! No calls, no messages, nothing!" you expressed it all, your hands doing motions.

Their lips thinned up and they were thinking their words carefully, still not saying anything.

"Well?" you crossed your arms over your chest, your brow still furrowed.

"I... I'm thinking" they replied and you scoffed, turning away, and walking back to the transportation.

"Wait wait-!" they said and you turned back to them, with a raised eyebrow.

"I just... Don't know what to tell you" they mumbled.

"How about the truth? Why were you gone so long? Where were you?" you asked and they sighed in defeat.

"I was gone, because... Aside from getting upset about seeing you go, I also pulled some string around... So I could be with you." they explained.

"I... Don't get it. What do you mean?" you tilted your head.

"I want to be with you. Here or anywhere... But just us. You and I." they approached you and grabbed your hands, squeezing them.

Your face was puzzled in confusion. They chuckled and pulled you closer.

"I think we can be together... If you want to, in the same space," they mumbled and pressed their forehead against yours.

"Of course I want to. It'd be wonderful" you whispered back and looked at them in the eyes.

"Then, let's do it. Let's stay here, and have a new life" and with that said, your face dropped and you walked back.

"Wait... Here? At hometown?" you asked and they nodded.

"... I can't," you said and their face dropped as well.

"Why not?" they asked and you bit your lip.

"I got my dream job. Waiting for me, across the state. I'd have told you earlier but..." you shrugged.

"Oh. I'm sorry. I... I'm so sorry." they replied and you just approached them, patting their shoulder.

"I don't understand your reasons, but... Whatever it was, I'm glad I saw you, one last time." you smiled and walked away, once again.

You got in the passenger seat again, and the man looked at both of you, with a sad expression.

They were struggling with either stopping you or letting you go. They ran to your side's window and tapped on it, startling you a little. You rolled it down and rested on the edge with your elbows.

"Where are you going to be, then?" they asked, gripping one of your hands. You squeezed it back and kissed it.

"Remember that pretty place I always talked you about? The house I've always wanted to have? I got it. And, you're very welcome, if you ever want to pass by" you smiled at them and they gave you a sad smile.

You wished you could take them with you, but you knew what they had to do and what you had to do. Each of you, on your own business.

They wanted to stay at hometown and you wanted to explore the around, more... Nothing wrong with that, but sure felt a little bit alone.

And off you were...

Three months later

It had been a while after your moving and you were doing just fine in your new workplace. A couple of friends were made but you couldn't help but think about them... Smile, laugh, eyes... Just everything.

You did talk through the phone or messages, sending eachother memes and ressuring messages, but it just wasn't the same.

You were almost out of work and you were very tired. It had been a long day but it was all worth it, for the payment.

You recieved a text message from them.

"Hey, are you almost out?" you smiled at your phone

"Yeah, I'm crossing outside righ now." you texted as you walked out the building.

And you froze when you looked up at your phone. They were right there. You blinked a couple of times and approached slowly.

"What...? How?" you stuttered out and they hugged you tightly. You hugged them back and inhaled slowly, exhaling and getting their scent in your nostrils.

"I moved here, as well, right up the street. Now we can lunch and be together, more often. You keep doing your job and I keep doing mine" they said and pulled away from the hug.

You caressed their face with both of your hands and they kissed them, each. They squeezed their hands against yours and it made you laugh a little, couple of happy tears streaming down.

"Are you hungry? I'm starving." they said and you nodded in agreement.

"Where at?" you asked.

i am still trying to let you go. but then she posts on her story, you post on yours - it’s the only time i ever learn what you could possibly be doing right now, because you never fucking text. and you never fucking reply. are you communicating with her everyday? what the hell goes on in your brain?

i’ve made a new friend. he replies to me like how you used to when we were still young. he’s funny and witty and he reminds me of what we used to have, and it hurts that you’re gone.

i’m trying to forget about you, but then i see things that remind me that you and i are no longer the friends we used to be, and then i just wish for you to come back and for things to go back to how they used to be. maybe i never even liked you the way i thought i did. maybe i was just jealous that she was the one who took you away. not even from me - just away.

i miss us, i miss you. but now there’s someone else to fill the gap, and i don’t know what to do. he’s what you used to be. he could even become more than you. but i don’t want to lose you, either. i want to see you later and i still want you to greet me like you always do. i want to see you and i want our friendship to still be there, reliable like the sun sets and rises every day.

but there is still my new friend - let’s call him ⛱️ - and the way he has fit myself in my life is more than the amount you hold right now. i hope - do i, though? - that maybe - just maybe - he’ll be able to -

i cant say it. i dont want to replace you. i don’t want to fill the hole you left in me. i just miss you and what we had. but i think you’re happy now, and i’m just sad that i had no role in making that possible. i miss the way you used to text me. i miss us.

⛱️ makes me feel alive again, exhilarated. he’s going to become what you were supposed to be, and i’m scared. why couldn’t i have you in my texts again like you used to be, and have him as well? i miss you, but he makes me laugh and smile and you just don’t do that anymore because you’re gone.

i am trying so hard to let you go. or: push myself away.

i saw her with you so much yesterday and today. it hurt. a dull ache, simmering in my chest. it doesn't burn anymore.

am i angry? no. upset? not really. but i feel like i have lost something that was never even there in the first place.

i just want you to look at me again like i'm special. because i was. i used to be special to you. i used to be the only one. and now there is someone else.

i miss you. i miss the way we talked and texted and laughed and played games and were us. five seconds in the hallway during the concert is not enough. it's never enough.

they sang 'what about us' today, and i kept thinking about you, and me, and the friendship we used to have.