"Hey doll. How are ya?" You jumped at the sudden sound of a stranger. You turned around in your school chair to see the new troll going to this hell hole of a school.
"Oh, um hi there, I'm fine thanks."
You both stayed there in an awkward silence. The stranger was looking at you expectantly.
"I'm fine too, thanks for asking."
"Oh! Sorry, I'm not good socially..."
"That's fine doll, but what's your name?"
"It's-" you started.
"____ _____ and Rufioh Nitram, please refrain from talking in my class."
"Sorry miss Warrander." You both chorused.

As break slowly approached you felt a ball of paper hit your back. You bent over to get it and slowly opened it trying not to make much noise in the quiet classroom.
'So you're ___ ____ huh? Nice name there doll. Wanna hang out later?'
'Um, yeah sure Rufioh Nitram. That would be nice.' You threw the note over your shoulder. Rufioh let out a muffled chuckle. This was the start of a beautiful friendship.

As days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months, your feelings for Rufioh festered and ate away at you. Little did you know his feelings for you started to have a similar effect in him.

The more you hung out the more painfully obvious it was to each other that you liked each other. The only thing was you refused to confess to each other, both having the hope that the other would confess first. Eventually, it started to take too long and you Rufioh decided to spill it to you.
"So then, I heard that Felicity had-"
"I like you doll."
"Wait what?" This wasn't how confessions should go right? You were vaguely aware of the red ball bouncing in the corner.
"Rufioh, that... That isn't how-" Wait, red ball bouncing in the corner?

You sprung up from bed and gasped. It was a dream. A bloody dream. A stupid wankery tithole of a dream. The longer you dwelled on it the less you thought that you were ever going to get together. You covered your eyes and tried to go to sleep but the damn thing wouldn't come back. So, you lay there in bed for an hour or so before your alarm went off.

It was Saturday. You set the alarm for 8 so you could take a shower before Rufioh got here at 9:30. So you went and did that.

Reader; be Rufioh >>
Groggily, Rufioh got out of bed. It was 8 in the morning and you wanted to grab a shower. Of course you did what you had to and waited for your clothes to dry properly as well as your hair. By the time you had done everything you needed to, it was 9 O'clock and you headed out. On the way you picked up some of _____'s favourite flowers. You arrived the minutes early and decided to check your appearance in your phone. Good. You ran over what you were going to do in your head wondering what you were gonna say. Of course you were gonna be smooth. You knocked in their door and waited.

Reader: be Reader again >>
You opened the door a bit too quickly when you heard the knocks. There, standing on your doorstep was loverboy himself, holding (favourite flowers here).
"Hi Rufioh." Rufioh a mouth opened and closed, a brown blush starting to creep up on his face. Suddenly, he lunged forward and kissed you. Your eyes widened staring at his clenched shut ones. You slowly dissolved into the kiss and pressed back, your eyes shutting and a red blush appearing.

Rufioh pulled back.
"Matesprites?" He muttered breathlessly.
"Y-yeah!" You replied and you spent the rest of the day cuddling into Rufioh's side, the flowers residing in a pretty vase.

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