(Gordon's POV)

I push the doors open from the gym to the outside on the field, glancing around for Winter. I recently came from my baking club and just made a batch of puff pastries. (Of course, I took the liberty of making sure I was using plant base products since Winter is strictly vegetarian. Which I'm sure everybody knows.)

I then notice him from across the gym talking with Cynthia. They looked serious, which was understandable since they were the cheerleading captain and co-captain. I decide to take a seat on a bench directly in his eye range.

Gosh... he's so handsomely dashing that I don't even think he'd notice me... I just take in all his features. I count the branches on his antlers: 7 oh wait no 8. He grew another this year.... I look at his face. So beautifully perfect in every way possible. His clear complexion, his light, fluffy hair, ears, and tail. His oh so perfect smile and body. Gosh, how I heavily bring this burden on me...!

He slowly turned to me with a confused look on his face and I immediately look towards the ground away from him, slowly feeling the heat rise up around me. I pull at my uniform's collar in an attempt to cool off.

"I love him..." I mumble to myself, surprising myself at what I just said. I look to make sure he, or anyone else for that matter, didn't hear me. Luckily, I don't think so and I'm pretty sure that Winter was still talking. I sighed in relief.

"So, how are you?"

I get startled and end up almost crushing the pastries I had baked. I slowly and cautiously turn around and see Winter there.

How did he get here so quietly...?

"You still haven't answered my question."

"Oh yeah, s-sorry..! I'm alright, just a bit tired since it's early on a Saturday. H-how about you..?" FSM why can't I just talk right???

"Well I've been just about the same."

"Oh, well, I uh, want to give you these. See, I baked way too many for the club so I thought you would like some..." and now I'm just speaking quickly, "of course, you don't need to take them if you don't want to. But I did make sure that all the ingredients were certified to be made from plants and I even drizzled some chocolate on them. I would have give them to Nicole but she just doesn't like chocolate and even if she did it would have melted by the time I got- oh wait... I'm rambling aren't I?" I stare at him and blush furiously. The thing about me; I ramble when I'm nervous.

I sink back and let my hair flop over my eyes in an attempt to hide my face. Then I hear a light laughter and glance upward. FSM, his face, it literally lights up as he laughs. Help.

"Honestly, I wouldn't mind having some sweets even if it's a bit early." Winter smiled sheepishly.

"Are you kidding? I literately ate a cake for breakfast today!" I exclaim.

"That is both impressive and concerning. Heh, that explains the icing on your cheek though." Winter indicated the spot on his own face.

I reach up for it and then look down at my hand, but I didn't see anything.

"It's more down, no the other side.... you got to go a little to the right. Yup, there."

"Did I get it?" I stared at him, just hoping that I didn't make it any worse.

"Well... not quite, here, let me get it." He then leaned forward to rub the icing away.

The feeling his hand on my skin was just enough to make myself melt into the touch. It felt soothing almost and even though he had cold hands, it helped me keep myself together almost. I really enjoy it. Imagine us just being alone together under a tree with cherry blossoms just caressing each other. How wonderful would that be!

"Uh, Gordon? I've been trying to get to you for a while." Winter's voice brings me back to reality.

"Oops, sorry." I sheepishly grin, we sit together in silence for a while. Then Cynthia tells us to get into formation. Both of us stand up.

"So I'm just going to leave these here and I'll see you around." I struggle to say, I then shove the pastry baggie into Winter's hands and then rush to get to the other cheerleaders.

"Alrighty then..?" Was all I heard from Winter as I instantly regret having been daydreaming in front of him.