I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't handle being near so many happy couples. I was moving out.

The boys tried to talk me out of it but I was firm in my decision so they all respected it and helped me pack all the stuff I would need in my new apartment. The hot June sun steamed though the window as I sat in my now empty spare room, the sunny weather not matching my outfit. I wore a black hoodie, the same I always wore before I met the boys. From before I was happy.

It seemed fitting that now was when I wore it again while my depression was at an all time high.

A difference from my wardrobe then though was that Deceit's hat lay on my head. I couldn't help it, I really liked it. I still wonder what he was thinking when he gave me it or when he kissed me on the forehead. Did he still have the bracelet? I guess I'll never know. Oh well. It was one of my last days in the house so you'd think I'd try spend times with the boys but you'd be wrong!

I was being as antisocial as humanly possible, watching Netflix on my laptop. Not that anyone noticed. They were all too busy being in love to notice me, even Virgil who was technically single even though Roman and him had crushes on eachother.

I sighed as I began the final season of Voltron, the intro that I would never dream of skipping blared though my headphones. I was leaned against the wall, my knees pointed to the ceiling with my laptop resting on top of them. I barely noticed the door creak open until someone stood in front of me. I didn't look up, simply turning up the volume of my headphones. I really wasn't in the mood for social interaction.

"Hey Y/N." I could distantly hear a voice call to me. Nodding absentmindedly, I continued focusing on the screen. The person sat down next to me, taking a bud from my ear and started watching the show with me. This was better than talking, I guess. It was about halfway though the episode when I felt their eyes on me. Gently, they took my hat off my head, I shut my laptop lid down loudly.

I looked up at them, my eyes widened at him. Deceit, in the scales, inspecting the familar hat in his hands. My cheeks went bright red. Even after all this time, my feelings were still there. I covered it up quickly though. "Deceit. Shouldn't you be with F/N?" I spat bitterly, vemon practically oozing from my voice. I wasn't really mad him, I was mad at myself.

Mad at myself for having these feelings for my friend's boyfriend. I felt awful for feeling this way but I had gotten used to mental pain over the three months they'd been together. He shrugged. "Probably not. I just didn't want to talk to you." I groaned, pulling the headphones from my ear and subsequently his as well. So much for finding peace and contentment within a fiction show.

I pushed my laptop off my lap."What do you want?" I faked the best glare I could manage at him. I crossed my arms, his eyes widened in shock but he didn't try to hide it. I must've thrown him off. Good. He brushed it off, explaining himself. "You didn't once say I should be honest more and I thought I'd try." He turned to face me, crossing his legs. I didn't give him the same treatment, still facing forward.

I felt if I made eye contact, I would have a mental breakdown and I didn't want to cry in front of him. I nodded, signaling to him to go ahead. "You look really hideou-" My gaze immediately shot to him. Was he seriously going to call me ugly? Deceit cut himself off, closing his eyes as he sighed to himself, shaking his head. What could he want to say that took this much effort?

He took in a sharp breath before opening his eyes. "Beautiful today." If a jaw could actually fall off in shock, mine would be on the gray carpeted floor. Warmth spread though my cheeks as I struggled to think of what to say. One second he made me so mad, I wanted to throw him out a window. Next he made me so utterly flustered and speechless, I was hardly the same person.

"W-what? You can't be serious." I laughed at the ridiculousness of it all. A liar just called me beautiful and I actually believed him for a second. How gullible am I? Still... it's a nice thought though. My ex was still the last person to call me beautiful which was about 5 years ago so of course I was going to believe it. He violently shook his head, stuttering over her words.

"I'm no- I am! God damn, this is hard." He groaned in frustration, so loud that the others could most likely hear it from downstairs. I turned to face him completely. I grabbed his shoulder, shaking him. "You have a (Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Significant other) and P/P my bestfriend!" He raised his arms in the air, signaling me to stop. As I did so, his head rolled since he was dizzy.

He shook his head, shaking the dizzy off. Deceit sighed, looking me straight in the eyes. I could tell he was trying to be as honest as could which definitely wouldn't be easy as the embodiment of lying. "Look, P/P said P/P liked and I panicked. I like someone else, I just don't think they like me anymore." A sigh escaped his lips. His eyes wandered from mine, not feeling as sure if himself anymore.

I held back the urge to slap him. This boy accepted my friend's confession when he liked someone else. No messes with my bff. "You're dating my friend when you like someone else?" I went straight back to being angry as I spoke though gritted teeth. I didn't seem to catch him off guard this time. He gave me back the hat that had been sitting in his lap for most of our conversation.

My face once again tinted pink. I looked back up at him and he gave me a weak smile as he spoke. "Y/N, I like you..." My heart swelled as my cheeks once again became flushed. I wish I could say I didn't believe him but he sounded so genuine. He had a glimmer of hope in his eyes as they meet mine again. At that moment, my friend completely slipped my mind and all I could think about was the snake man in front of me.

I smiled back shyly, diverting my eyes to anywhere but him. "Oh, well... in that case, I like you too." I couldn't help but glance back at him to see him with a bright smile. Deceit took my hands in his, squeezing them comfortingly. I felt so bashful as I looked to meet his eyes. I barely noticed as I leaned in for the first time in years, bringing his lips to mine. I grinned into the kiss as he hesitantly kissed back.

I also didn't notice as F/N's footsteps padded down the hall, looking for Deceit.

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F/N's eyes filled with tears as P/P watched P/P boyfriend kiss P/P best friend. P/P felt like P/P heart was being forcefully torn from P/P. F/N wished P/P hadn't gone up to check on Deceit. What do you except from a guy who's name is Deceit? It explained why Y/N was acting so strange over the past few months. F/N ran down the stairs, ignoring the sides and Thomas asking what was wrong and went as quick as P/P could back to P/P apartment.

Heartbroken.

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I pulled away from Deceit, smiling. He still seemed dazed and surprised from the kiss but still gave me a goofy smile in return that was very uncharacteristic of him but still somehow totally Deceit. I laughed, grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him into another kiss. When we kissed, I felt weightless, almost as if I was flying. All seemed perfect as he pulled me closer by the waist, me keeping a tight grip on his collar.

But nothing can be perfect and everything has consequences.

Especially when it comes to love.

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1430 words.

Alright, ingoring the weird perspective change near the end, this is my favorite chapter with the last one being a close second. Maybe I lied about the love triangle being resolved this part thing but it'll be next chapter k?

Bye.