ETT AU writing snippet
its the x reader one since. the other is the introduction to the AU (still nameless btw) but I don't want to spoil the begining. anyway-
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When he gave you flowers, you really didn’t know what to do. “I just wanted to give you something nice.” That’s what he told you at least. You could tell he was a little shy, seeing his hands just barely shaking, trying not to look at you for too long. Yet when he did, you swore you saw a look of sorrow in his eyes. You couldn’t understand why fully. You kept pushing him away even though you loved him. You couldn’t help it. You were scared.
They’re carnations. They were still fresh, beautiful and vibrant. They were a bright white, with the ends still pink, as if dipped in paint. You sat at the coffee table in the tiny living area, staring at them. It was the dead of night yet again, and he was still asleep. You didn’t know what to do. You wanted to accept the flowers, but at the same time you wanted to throw them out. It would break his heart though, and that’s what tore you apart. You hated seeing him sad. Instead of making a choice, you ended up throwing on a pullover jacket and headed out for fresh air.
It was a little chilly outside, a gentle sea breeze blowing through. You took a walk to the pier, watching the water as the waves of the sea lapped the shore. It was quiet. It was nice. You shuffled your pant pocket and pulled out a cigarette, lighting it and taking a quick drag. It didn’t do much for your feelings, but it still helped a little. You couldn’t stop thinking of the flowers—and more importantly—who gave them to you. The gesture genuinely warmed your heart, made you smile. But now you couldn’t think of it without a sick feeling in your stomach.
“Ex?” You nearly fell off the railing you were leaning against, trying—and failing—to catch your cigarette that you fumbled. You quickly turned around, and there he was with his green jacket. His eyes stared at you with worry and curiosity, and you felt your face heating up.
“John…heyyy…” You tried playing it off. “When did you leave?” You thought he was asleep. Apparently he wasn’t.
“I left a little after you did. You don’t really shut the door quietly…if it helps though, Tourist is still asleep. You only woke me up.” He said, his tone warm to try and lessen the tension between you both. You just felt a little worse on the inside. You didn’t mean to interrupt his sleep.
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this is a lot of it but i couldn;t decide how much to put- lol. tell me how you like it
@goofy-guy-dj, @gwaanine both of you asked so. here
