Bubbles pov:
I was known as the happy one. Between me and my friends people usually go to me for some good advice or someone to be around them to raise the spirits. They go to Buttercup for some sports advice and Blossom for tutoring. But me? They go for some fun things.
They feel sad? Go to Bubbles! They want laugh? Go to Bubbles! They want hugs? Go to Bubbles! No matter what it's me. But where's my someone when I want to feel better? Happy? Or want a hug? When I asked someone it's always the same. 'Your Bubbles! The happy one'.
I sat in my bed. Feeling sad. It felt like the air was getting taken away from me. I wanted to grasp something or someone to hold on. I felt like I had a huge rock over me. The weight of carrying everyone sadness because I'm supposed to cheer them on. Make them freaking happy.
I started crying softly. The thought that I am going to disappoint people when they see me like this. I sniff and started grabbing the tissues I had. I heard my phone ring. One. Twice. And there. I didn't expect a third call. I really didn't want to answer. I really don't want to cheer someone up right now.
I'm so reckless. A mess. The phone rang again and I got tired of it. I got up and answer the phone. Took a deep breath before putting on my fake voice. "Hell-o?" My voice had a cracked in it and I cringed.
"Bubbles?" It was Boomer. He was the best person ever met and my first friend I made - beside Blossom and Buttercup - by myself. I stayed silent for a moment before I spoke up again.
"Yes? Did something happen? Do you need something?" I asked as I sat on my bed. Making sure it didn't squeak at all. I tried to make my voice not shake as much. Trying to control my shaky breath as well.
"No. I just came to check up on you." He said which caught me off guard. The one thing I wanted today happen. I wanted to tell him what I felt but what if he thought I was annoying? I really didn't want to bother him.
"Well I'm okay! Is there anything else you want?" I asked as I look at my wall. It was filled with pictures of me and my friends. Some were from years ago while others were from like 3 to 5 days ago. I smiled thinking of the pictures.
"Well actually yes." He responded as I heard the call echo. I look at my door and then heard a soft knock on it. "I actually came here to earlier to surprised you but I heard you crying. May I come in?" He asked. The phone was echoing as I heard him over at the door. I hung up on the phone and walked over to my door and opened it slowly.
I couldn't lie to him. And even if I did there's no point. He softly put his phone away as he opened his arms. I went in them embracing him. Then, finally I cried. I cried like there was no tomorrow. I cried until my tears ran out.
He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Putting my head on his shoulder as I cried more. He patted my back. Once. Twice. And then kissed me on the cheek. Telling me over and over that 'it's okay to let it all out'. I hugged him tight like there was no tomorrow.
It felt like years as he sat on my bed and I laid my head on his shoulder. We stayed there for a long time. I didn't check the time and I didn't felt like it. It was until I felt like I can finally breath properly and then look up at him.
"Wh-when then did you come here? And why?" I finally asked. He stayed still for a moment and was playing with my fingers. Tracing over my hands softly.
"I came here earlier. I wanted to talk to you about something and then when I heard you crying. I wanted to come in and hug you but then realized you probably wanted space. I went back down and waited for a while." He stopped for a while before looking straight at my eyes.
"I then called you hoping you will tell me. That you need me. Bubbles, if you ever feel down please tell me. No matter what. I will always come here and every time." He smiled softly at me. I felt my cheeks heat up as I turn away to calm myself down.
"Okay." I softly said. The room fell in silent. Not the awkward kind of silent but the comfortable quiet. I lean against him one more time. "What did you want to talk about?" I asked. I heard him mention earlier how he wanted to talk to me about something. I look up at him.
I saw him blush. He was staring everywhere but at me. I softly grabbed his face and turn him towards me. I softly smile as I hold his hands. "I wanted to talk to you about..." he pause for a moment. "Bubbles, I like you." He finally said.
My mouth opened in shock. I didn't know what to say. I turned away for a second before I gave him a soft smile. "Well I like you too." His face broke into a grinned as he hugged me. I hug back and he pulled away as he grabbed my face softly. I gave him a nod as he kissed me softly.
I never felt like this. The kiss was tender sweet. It was the best thing ever. I never felt more loved than I do now. Once we pulled apart he leaned his head against mine. Soft breaths came out of our mouths. I stared up at him as he kissed me on cheek softly.
"Since when?" I asked. I never thought Boomer would like me ever. I remember when I first met him. He was new to the school and I was the first to go up to him. To talk to him. He was a very shy kid and was nice.
"Since I first met you." He mumbled. My eyes widened. But I let a smile out. 9 years. That's how long he kept those feelings for me. I never thought that. I gave him a small kiss on his cheek.
"I'm so honored to be like by you." I said as he chuckled. I thought this day was a mess but it wasn't. I'm so glad I finally have someone by my side to finally understand me like I do. For the rest of the day me and Boomer stayed home and watch a movie.
And I wish it was like this everyday.
The end!!!
I wrote this during school so rn I'm in math class!! So here ya go. So sorry for the late update. I got a new phone and had to reset everything so yea lol.

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