Blaise X Reader i made this ironically,,, but i wanted 2 make it decent lmao ———————— ———————— ———————— You sighed and sat down on the closest bench.. ‘ugh why is /she/ always so late to things… she was supposed to be here about 12 minutes ago..’ you thought as you scanned the park for that forgetful teal and yellow girl, who you considered your friend for some reason.. Though no matter how much you tried to /only/ consider them your friend.. part of you wanted something more… and that part of your mind was getting louder, and louder, every. single. time. you hung out with her. and perhaps finally confessing to her would be the only way to get those thoughts to shut up.. As you stared off into space, trying to figure out how to tell someone as naive and unaware of social cues as Blaise, that you love her, without her thinking that it’s just you being kinder than you usually are.. But your train of thought was suddenly disrupted, by a slightly loud, and extremely familiar “oH! H-HEYYyy!!! sorry that I’m late again…” “Oh, n-nonono… it’s fine… y’know,,” you stammered in a soft tone, noticing that Blaise’s tone was a bit more anxious sounding than usual. Though she seemed to calm down a bit after being told that her lateness was ok, though her anxiousness seemed to be mostly replaced with something else.. flusteredness.. after a few moments of awkward silence (to be continued/written lmao)
X reader fanfic,, this mf https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/558243690/ edition
