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“Hey there… Where are your parents?”
“Strawberry head!” The little girl shouted.
Zef turned his head and put a hand over his mouth to stop the laugh that was threatening to escape. Oryn was currently crouched in front of what seemed to be a lost little girl.
“My… mommy told me not to talk to strangers… hic mommy…”
The girl seemed on the verge of tears, Zef started to feel bad for the little girl,
I mean, a little kid probably no older than five lost all alone in such a big place…
“It’s gonna be okay… please don’t cry.”
Sigh… welp, here goes my dignity and everything my personally is for.
“Kitty!” The little girl squealed in delight.
Oryn stared at the ground, confused. He turned to look at Zef, who was looking away, acting like nothing had happened. When he noticed Oryn looking, he huffed and looked even farther away.
“You softie.”
(uh hey guys authors note, erm I have now decided that whenever somebody thinks something very loud, or wants something very badly, zef can hear those thoughts. I've just now decided to add that to my AU so yea, words in *this* will be oryns thoughts. He has this power so he can use it against people but that’s clearly not what’s happening here.)
*Ugh! He’s so cute!*
Zef whipped his head around at that,
Wh-what did he say?!
“S-shut up-”
“Not in front of the child!”
Oryn turned to face said child again as Zef replayed that thought in his head.
Does he really think im… cute? How did I even get here?
While Oryn asked the kid her name, Zef replayed the conversation from the other day.
“Would you like to go out with me?!”
Wait a minute. Would you like to go out with- holy shit… This wasn’t a fight at all. This was a date. I’m on a date with my protagonist. Is this why we’re at an amusement park? I mean thank goodness he didn’t actually wanna fight here but- wow. Wow, I'm incredibly stupid. But also… I’m kinda glad I misunderstood, because I probably would’ve panicked and said no- NO. I can’t want this. I shouldn't want this… i’m not allowed to want this.
“Uh Zef… could you… you know… calm down a bit? Please?”
He snapped back to reality at the sound of his apparent date holding a frightened child. Thankfully not many people were around as Zef’s eyes had started glowing and his dark aura was enveloping him. He mumbled a quick apology as Oryn assured the child that Zef was not gonna hurt her.
As Oryn held the child while they walked to find her parents, Zef stared at him, deep in thought.
Wait… if he’s on a date with me… that means… he doesn’t actually like Lin. No, no, I shouldn’t get my hopes up.
He focused harder on Oryn and the child, seemingly staring into their souls.
He looks kinda… good with a child. I think one would fit him. Honestly, if I had children, I would want someone like that to be the father- NOPE. What the hell am I thinking!? That’s so… unusual of me.
He turned away, face reaching a color of red that should be studied.
But then again…
He turned to stare again.
A child really would suit him.
“What is it?”
Zef snapped back to reality for what seemed like the 5th time today.
“Nothing. I just thought a kid suits you. You’re gonna be a good dad one day.”
Zef grabbed his phone from his pocket as Oryn turned away.
*Argh! I wish I could say I wanna be the dad of your future kids’!*
“What!?” Zef shouted as he dropped his phone.
Oryn whipped around, looking startled.
“Wha-what happened? Are you alright?”
Zef didn’t reply, just stared in shock. His face had turned somehow a deeper shade of red than last time.
“Y-you wanna be-” Zef seemed to lose the words in his throat, when realization, and a heavy blush, dawned on Oryn’s face.
*Oh shit. Is he able to-*
“Yes I'm able to hear thoughts, but only when someone wants something very deeply or when they shout in their head. So… you were saying?”
Oryn’s face was turning redder than Zef’s, at this point, it might have been a competition.
“I’m so so-”
“Save it. For what it’s worth, I was thinking the same thing. See you tomorrow, Oryn.”
Oryn stared in shock as Zef walked off.
No way he thinks the same. I-I thought he hated me?? What on earth?
“Um… Mr. Strawberry head… my parents are over there.”
Sofia points at two frantic adults.
“Oh yes, sorry.”
They walk over to the parents, but as the parents thank him over and over again, all Oryn can think about is what Zef said.
Well Zef, if that’s what you want. Your wish is my command.