How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.

Anne Frank

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"I tried to buy it but there was this old man who snatched- yes, snatched ! - it out of my hand. I don't know why he wanted a female size small band t-shirt but to each their own."

I'm currently telling Dalaric all about my thrift shop endeavors. Talking to him is refreshing, no one really listens to me so it's good to be the one speaking for a change. Even though he doesn't actually respond and only nods.

I eat my frosty , which he had refused and look outside the window. Cars are so foreign to me because my mom never had one. With my dad being away in the military , we would always end up taking the bus or a taxi. We didn't go out much as a family.

It's okie, now I have Dalaric.

Dalaric looks at me and catches me staring again. I just murmur a small sorry and continue staring.

We soon arrive at my apartment building and i'm suddenly nervous about letting Dalaric see my house. It's not the most appealing and judging from his car , he's packin' the cash.

Sigh. I'm not embarrassed about my home- I love it. It's where I grew up. It's also where Dad died and makes me feel like he's watching over me. It's also where my ghost of a mother lives, sometimes.

Dalaric opens the door for me and I grab the wendy's bag. We make it to the door of the building and he opens that for me too. I like this 'opening doors for me' thing because it makes me feel like a princess.

I enter first and clench my eyes shut when i hear the landlords voice.

"Ey' girlie ! Here with a man 'eh ? Just like your crazy whore of a mother !" He laughs at his own joke and I shut my ears using my hands while making it up the stairs.

Dalaric doesn't move but instead sends a petrifying glare to the Landlord sitting on a chair in front , shutting him instantly. The much prettier man then walks towards his prey and my eyes go wide.

I run back down the stairs and grab his twitching hand. With all my force, and some of Dalaric's , I get him up the stairs and away from his potential victim.

"You can't just do that. He'll increase our rent." Dalaric furrows his brows and removes the forgotten hand that's covering my left ear. I smile in return before we reach the door.

I struggle with finding my keys since I always put them in a random pocket. Dalaric puts his hand on the pocket situated on my left butt cheek to take out the keys and my cheeks go red.

He just touched my bahookie.

I put the keys in quickly so he doesn't see the red flush on my cheeks. He opens my door for me and lets me go inside first. Oh.

I can't help but be grateful that mama isn't home. It looks lively , somehow and I don't want to think about how it would look like if she was here.

"Do you want something to eat ?" He scans my kitchen and the empty shelves speak for themselves. He shakes his head.

Silently thanking him ,for not asking for food, with a smile, I lead him to my bedroom.

A boy and my bedroom don't sound right together.

He walks in and gives it a scan , looking as if he doesn't notice there isn't a closet or dresser or anything except my bed.

He stares me at points one thick finger to his hair. I tell him to sit on the carpeted floor while I sit on the bed , my legs on either side of his body. Gulp. This is the closest i've ever been to the male specimen , let alone a burly assassin.

I arrange the things needed for his curly hair- some which mama already had before she stopped taking care of herself. Dalaric lets one of his legs lay splayed out on the floor , making my room look really small. The other muscular leg is bent at the knee.

It's quiet as I do his hair , except for my humming to a breaking benjamin song I heard at the café. I feel like he's bored so I give him my penguin stuffie to play with. He glares at me but keeps the penguin- Mr.Jones- in his lap.

His hair feels so good as I run my fingers through it. I begin creating three dutch-style braids that look sick on him. I don't really have friends to practice on so I hope that I don't mess it up. Its not like anything could remotely look bad on a man as perfect as him.

After i'm done , I try to move forward and set down some flyaways but it's difficult since i'm sitting above him. I yelp as Dalaric pulls me down on his lap so that I lay sideways.

Gulp.

I try and continue cleaning up his edges with some styling cream but it's hard when he's staring at my fricking face.

"Stop staring at me, please." I plead , very aware of the crimson tainting my cheeks.

"No." He says nonchalantly.

I huff and continue.

After i'm done , I drag him to the mirror on the wall and look back and forth to see his reaction.

He runs his hands over his head and nods. He turns to me and crouches down to my level.

I get the hint and wrap my arms around his neck and we hug. We stay like that for a bit until I tap out.

"Thank you." Dalaric looks at me with a genuineness that i've never seen before.

"No problemo." I send him a thumbs up.

He just shakes his head and looks around the room once more. He grabs my arm to lead me to the bed and I flinch because he touched the wound.

His eyes turn dark as he glares at my arm. After a few seconds of me getting anxious , he makes his way over to my bed. He better not get any of his boy cooties on there. It's basically my safe haven.

Dalaric beckons me over and I follow because he's pretty. His legs touch the ground as he sits on the edge of the bed. After I stand in front of him and awkwardly shift my weight, he gently takes my right arm. I nod when he looks at me for confirmation. I don't think I can ever refuse his soft touch.

He rolls over my sleeves and his hand twitches when he sees the long cut that isn't healed as of yet. I disinfected it using the schools alcohol pads and almost fainted but got it done anyways.

His fingers graze the bandage and I take in a huge breath.

"It hurts." Dalaric only looks at me and nods.

"Who." I hang my head in response. He knows I can't tell him.

"You know I can't tell you, Dalaric." He seems displeased with my answer and let's go of my arm.

I roll down my sleeves and smooth out the crease between his naturally arched brows.

"Am I a bad friend ?" Shay said I am so maybe she's right since I don't share my life with others and disappoint people all the time.

Dalaric subtly shakes his head and smooths down a baby hair of mine ,almost making me faint.

Yay.

"Do you want my number ?" Maybe I can call him when I feel alone. Or just to hear his pretty voice.

After exchanging numbers and mentally squealing at the fact that I now have three contacts on my phone , Dalaric tells me he has to leave.

I send him an understanding smile and walk with him to the door which takes about five seconds.

"Drive safe." My hands naturally form a peace sign but Dalaric only glares at me and lowers his head.

I boop his cute nose and wrap my arms around his neck. After a few minutes, my hands start shaking since i'm unfit and I tap out. He sets me down but seems a uneasy. I try to reach up and he helps me by lowering his head.

Time for the magic potion of happiness.

His look of slight confusion ,which is really just a blank expression , quickly morphs into one of shock as I kiss his smooth cheek that has the slightest of stubble.

I close the apartment door and unattractively squeal.

First time to let a boy in my room ? Check.

First face cheek kiss ? Check.

I look through the small crack in the door which formed when I was trying to run away from mama and find Dalaric there in a trance. I knock twice and he glares at the peephole before walking away and shaking his head.

The sun has already set and it's going to get dark so I try and finish up some homework. The only problem mama's absence causes me is a lack of sleep. I worry that she's going to come home any second , completely drunk, and then I'll be defenseless and end up in the same agonizing pain.

I never get sleep when she's gone. But i only get pain when she's not. Sigh.

I decide to text Dalaric-yes ,text !- since i'm worried he got some wendy's without me.

After a few minutes of contemplation , I send him a simple

"Hiiii ! It's mayella :) Pls dont get wendy's without me (ง'̀-'́)ง "

After a few minutes , my notification bell rings which is something i've only heard once or twice before.

Dalaric (Mr.Pretty) :

Oh , he uses punctuation.

My brows furrow before I look at the time on the screen. Ohh. 2:27 AM.

That makes sense.

I must've woken him up then. I really am annoying.

'Sorry for waking u up :/ Good night then, sleep well Dalaric !! (●'◡'●)ﾉ'

Dalaric (Mr.Pretty) :

Heat sneakily creeps up my cheeks and i'm so thankful that he can't see me. He wants to pick me up for school ? Who even wakes up that early by choice ?

Swoon.

My eyes droop after the hours of homework and squealing over a certain pretty man and soon , my mind sweeps into the oblivion.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

I groggily open my eyes and furrow my brows at the incessant sound , grabbing mister Jones and slowly walking towards the door.

The noise only gets louder as my feet step into the hallway.

"Dada ?"

What is he doing cooking this late ?

"Dada, do you need any help ?"

My father ,who's standing in his military uniform and is taking out the knifes from the kitchen stand , doesn't make eye contact with me and ignores my question.

"D-Dada ? Why-why are you doing that ? Dada, should I get mama ?" He repeats the same process , taking all our knives out of cabinets and drawers.

I sniffles and tears make their way down my face as he doesn't listen to me.

"D-dada , wh-what are you cuttin-

My body springs awake in alert and my breaths come out in short intervals. I try to take as much air as I can but it seems as if my throat is restricted. I wipe my eyes only to come in contact with hot , fresh tears which only makes me sob more.

I reprimand myself for falling asleep knowing that this would happen. It's gets hard, so hard, when I have to relive that same moment to only come to realize something that i've never forgotten.

It was all my fault.

I'm sorry, Dada.

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