@ShadeStar
Myrah glanced up and down observing Olive, "I don't think I have. You look,beautiful."
Myrah glanced up and down observing Olive, "I don't think I have. You look,beautiful."
Olive bit her lip shyly, blushing lightly. "Thank you, Princess. But it's just a typical tunic and leggings… men's wear."
Myrah giggled. She looked into Olive's eyes, "Yes, but you look beautiful."
Olive leaned in to rest her forehead on top of Myrah's, gazing into the other's eyes. "Thank you. You look radiant.."
Myrah was lost in Olive's eyes. She whispered almost lost, "So do you."
Olive’s blushed, suddenly incredibly nervous. “Thanks. How do you always manage to be so…. amazing?”
Myrah bit her lip in thought and to try and pry her eyes away from Olive’s. They only seemed to land on her lips instead, “I don’t know. It’s a mystery.”
Olive wet her dry lips, finally setting Myrah down. “It’s the truth, though.”
(Ack my writing has been so shitty these past few days I’m sorry)
(It's completely fine!)
Myrah felt as her feet touched the ground, she had to look up into to see Olive's eyes, "Well your amazing too."
Olive shook her head, but said nothing, sitting down on the grass and leaning back against the wall. "Look at the stars…"
(gRaSs)
Myrah sat down next to her, she pulled her knees up to her chest. She looked to sky as all the stars twinkled in the heavens above, "They're beautiful aren't they?"
(Lol)
(G’morning)
Olive shifted so that she was carefully leaning her head on Myrah’s shoulder. “They are…. but I can see something far more beautiful…”
Myrah felt her cheeks and the tip of her ears turn red at the compliment, “And what would that be?”
“Hm, I wonder.” Olive turned to face Myrah, kissing the tip of her nose. “There’s this girl. This amazing, kind, smart, beautiful, accepting girl. And I think I’m in love with her. She’s got blonde hair and these gorgeous deep blue eyes— and all these adorable freckles— I can’t stop staring at her.”
Myrah giggled as she playfully rolled her eyes before beginning, “Well I know this sweet person. They’re kind, nonjudgmental, beautiful, strong person. I know I’m in love with them.”
Olive went pink, barely resisting the urge to hide behind her hands. Heart pattering helplessly, she grasped Myrah’s hands in hers. “Would— Myrah— would you mind— can I—“ She struggled to find the words to say.
Myrah giggled as she had a light blush on her face. She made pretty bambi eyes, "Yes?"
Olive made a tiny noise and looked back down to the grass, heart pounding. “I was just wondering— it’s okay if you don’t want to— but— some days, if I asked, could you call me… a he? And then other days a she? It’s weird I know—“
Myrah nodded and gave Olive a soft smile, "Just let me know what, love."
“You can call me ‘love’ any day…” she murmured gratefully, pulling Myrah close again.
Myrah held Olive next to her. She had a blissful smile on, "Of course love."
Olive curled up against Myrah’s side. “I love you…”
Myrah felt a wide grin break out on her face along with a heavy blush, "I love you too."
She allowed her eyes to fall shut, letting out a contented sigh. "We can make this work, right?" she asked, voice quiet and drowsy.
Myrah paused. They could make this work, it would be difficult but, "Yeah we can."
"It'll be hard…….. but I hope….." she trailed off, rubbing her eyes. "I hope so.."
Myrah nodded. Olive was sleepy and kind of adorable, "I hope so too. We'll make it work."
Olive nodded, keeping her eyes closed. Her hands found Myrah's, a contented smile playing on her scarred lips.
Myrah was now absolutely positive that she wanted to spend forever with Olive. She was just so dute. Myrah subconsciously squeezed Olive's hand.
Without meaning to, Olive drifted off into a light sleep. Myrah was just so comfortable, and this was the most relaxed she'd been in ages…….
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