《Austeled one-shots》Guilty conscience (pt. 4)
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Austins pov
Me and Eteled were sat in the mii channel. Usually we'd be in my bedroom, but it was glitched and if we went in there, it might've corrupted us (although I'm already partially corrupted), so it wasn't really safe.
Eteled was sat next to me, looking off into the distance.
I thought that now would be a good time to confess. Shouldn't be too hard, right?.
"Uhm. Heyy Et." I started, getting his attention.
"There's Uhm.. something I n-need to tell you." I continued, my nervousness setting in.
He asked, raising an eyebrow.
Okay. Here we go. It's fine. I can do this.
"I- fuck, Okay.. I like you. I mean- a lot. Like-.. fuck okay- I love you is what I mean." I blurted out nervously.
There was a moment of silence. I could feel my heart pound out of my chest.
He replied awkwardly, looking away.
My heart sank. I could feel tears burn my eyes.
I looked away, holding my breath so he couldn't hear my shaky breath.
He asked.
"Yeah, yeah I-I'm fine. I just n-need a minute.." I mumbled, standing up. I walked into the hallway, a hand over my mouth and an arm around my waist.
As I walked further and further down the hallway, I felt tears stream down my face.
I don't know what I expected, really. I don't know why I thought he would love me back.
Obviously he wouldn't.
We were enemies not long ago. I'm so fucking stupid.
I was so lost in thought that I hadn't realised I'd stopped walking, and my knees felt really weak and shaken.
I saw an empty bed, and decided to sit down next to it.
I would sit on it, but I wasn't sure if I'd break it or not since I was partially made of metal, making me a lot heavier then regular mii's.
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I looked down at the ground, holding my breath as tears ran down my face. I could barely see anything because of the tears falling from my eyes.
Wow. I'm that pathetic, huh.
Eteleds pov
I sat in the mii channel, thinking about what Austin had said. It was like it was on loop, repeating over and over in my head. I never though he'd like me.
When he told me I just- I got scared.
I'd been denying my feelings cause I thought he still seceretly hated me, but he- he loves me. And I fucking rejected him.
Shit. I need to go apologise.
I quickly stood up, walking into the hallway.
I called out.
No response.
I continued walking, every so often calling out his name. Eventually, I found him. He was sitting against one of the beds.
His face was red from crying so much. There was tears streaming down his face, and he was curled up into a ball. I don't think he had noticed me.
I called quietly.
He looked up at me, embarassed. He quickly wiped away his tears, trying to hide that he was upset.
"H-Hey Et!" He said.
I walked in front of him and sat down.
I stated.
He groaned, looking away.
I moved closer and cupping his head on my hands. I noticed how hot his face was. He looked down at me with pure supprise on his face.
I sighed, bracing myself for what I was about to say.
I explained, moving my hands to my sides.
He looked down at me, his face bright red. I was about to say something until I was interupted by him.
"Can I kiss you?" He blurted out.
I sat there, trying to think of a response. I ended up with just a nod. He cupped my face in his hands, kissing me.
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I closed my eyes, embracing it. I felt his lips press softly against mine.
After about 5 seconds, he pulled away.
We looked into each others eyes for a moment, processing what had just happened. I placed my hands on his, smiling. He smiled back, making my heart practically explode.
I pulled him back in for a second kiss. I could tell he wasn't expecting it because of the faint 'mh!-' sound he made.
The kiss lasted a bit longer then last time. It was about 10 seconds until I pulled away, needing to breathe. I looked back up at him, catching my breath. I could feel myself smiling widely.
I practically pounced on him, hugging him tightly. I never wanted to let go.
I softly laughed into him, my happiness bubbling up. I heard him laugh back, only making me laugh more.
"God I love you so much!-" I heard him say between laughter. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer.
I could feel my face burn up as I continued laughing.
I replied, my laughter starting to calm down.
Eventually we both calmed down. I rested my head on his chest, a sence of ataraxia entering my mind.
I closed my eyes, noticing a strong fatigue wash over me. Eventually I felt my self fall asleep, noticing all my senses wash away.
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