"Floyd, why have you been silently staring at me lately?"
I say, staring him in his mismatch eyes. Adding,
"If you have something to say, then speak up! It's getting quite irritating."
I finish, crossing my arms with a glare his way.
Floyd walks from behind the bench, standing right in front of me now.
"Wanna go to the beach with me?"
Uh? What- arrrg!
"Floyd, don't change the subject!"
I snap."Goldfish, I'm..." He pauses, looking away from me, while rubbing at the back of his neck.
"I'm serious. Do you wanna go to the beach with me?" He repeats himself, looking down at his feet.
Is this actually what he's been holding back this entire week? Wait... is that... is he blushing?!?! No, no, Floyd is acting WAY too weird.
"Wi-will you stop acting weird if I agree?" Finishing with a sigh...
Floyd's head shots up, with pure joy he ponces on Riddle, catching him in a big hug.
"Of course!" He shouted.
This guy is the hardest puzzle I've ever seen. This... The hug isn't bad, though... actually... WAIT, AIR!!
"FLOYD! I- Can't b-breath!" I struggle to say.
"Uh? Oops, my bad. Sorry, goldfishie."
He apologized, releasing me from his death grip."I forget how tiny you are sometimes."
That grinning idiot!
"Do you want me to go or not?"
"Of course! Mmm, see ya Saturday at 6! Come to the mirror room, don't be late! Oh, and bring your swim suit!"
He said while walking away.Okay, I can do that... wait...
"Floyd! I... oh, he's already gone..."
I.. don't know how to swim.Exhausted from the day, Riddle went back to Heartslabyul. Walking through the hall to his room, suddenly a hand grabs his shoulder!
"Uh? Trey?" Looking behind me was Trey, with some worried look?
"Hey, you okay? You seemed very spaced out, I was calling your name."
Trey explained."Oh, sorry, was there something you needed?" I asked.
"No, I was just saying hi, but you seem to have lots on your mind. Wanna come talk about it? In my room perhaps?" He offered, half worried and half curious.
He's one of my closest friends, so I guess it may help... plus I don't think I can learn to swim by tomorrow night.
"Yeah, I'd appreciate that." With that, we made our way to his and caters room... wait..
"Cater won't be in there, will he?" I ask just to check.
"No, I don't think so, I saw him not too long ago chatting up a storm with Ace and Deuce about something on Magicam... so he should be a while."
Trey replied.That's good. The last thing I need is Cater wanting all the "tea" and having a thousand questions asked... letting out a sigh of relief we sit on his bed.
"Would you like some tea? You seem tired." Trey offered.
He's so used to hosting and taking care of his siblings. He's always so nice to me. Even if I go over board.
"No thanks, I'll be fine." I decline.
"Alright, so what's on your mind?"
"It's Floyd." I say with a sigh.
"Oh? Do you need me to speak to Jade or even him?" I could see a slight pinch of annoyance on his face.
"No, it's fine. I'll handle it, but well, he does annoy me a lot, but lately. HES JUST BEEN EVEN MORE FRUSTRATING, NOT SAYING ANYTHING, STARING AT ME, AND WHEN I GO TO TRY AND CATCH HIM HE TURNS AROUND LIKE IT WAS NOTHING!!! IT'S BEEN LIKE THIS FOR A WEEK!"
I pause, catching my breath from my heated rant.
"Then earlier at the courtyard, I finally asked why he kept staring at me... he then..."
I paused again, this time getting shy.
"What'd he do?" Trey asked seriously.
"He, uhh, asked me to go to the beach tomorrow with him." I say lowly.
"Uh? Really?" He asked, clearly caught off guard.
"Yeah, and I agreed if he'd stop acting so weird. I never thought I'd say this, but he's more annoying when silent. It gives me the chills."
"So when -" Trey started.
"WHENS THE DATE?!" Cater exclaimed, popping out from the other side of his bed.
"CATER?!" We said in unison, startled by his presences.
"Oops, my bad." He says.
An
Cater be ease dropping hehe...
(You shouldn't ease drop by the way... unless they're speaking loudly in public... then it's fair game.)
-Max

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A Special Shell ? ?? - Riddle + Floyd
FanfictionFloyd's usual teasing and bothering hasn't been present for a while, leading Riddle to get even more frustrated as he's met with silent stares from Floyd. Just what does he want?! (He wants you, obviously.... and I mean Riddle, not you, you simp.)...