Bapa oneshots :)

Cinnamon roll

In this story they dont have powers and like no danger force. 

Chapa's heart raced as she stormed out of her house, slamming the front door behind her. Her anger had reached a boiling point once again, and she couldn't bear to be cooped up in that stifling atmosphere any longer. 

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden glow over the sleepy streets of Swellview. As she walked down the sidewalk, Chapa's mind replayed the heated argument with her parents. Their voices had been loud, and accusations had flown like arrows, leaving wounds that stung even now.

She had always been a spirited and stubborn girl, but lately, her temper had spiraled out of control. The smallest things set her off, and she couldn't seem to keep in her anger. Her parents had suggested counseling, but that only made her angrier. She was convinced that no one could help her.

Chapa kicked a stone down the road and watched it bounce ahead of her. Her anger was like that stone, unpredictable and uncontrollable. As she approached the town square, she noticed a group of kids playing in the fountain. They laughed and splashed around, their carefree joy a stark contrast to her turbulent emotions.

Among the group was Bose, a tall and lanky boy with a gentle smile that seemed to radiate kindness. He was a year older than Chapa and had moved to Swellview just a few months ago. His parents had opened a bakery in town, and they'd quickly become the go-to spot for delicious treats.

Chapa had seen him around but had never really spoken to him. She couldn't help but feel a pang of curiosity as she watched him playfully push one of the younger kids into the fountain. Bose's laughter was infectious, and the tension that had gripped her heart since the argument with her parents began to ease.

For a moment, Chapa's anger seemed to wane, replaced by a sense of longing. She didn't want to be the girl who always let her temper control her. She wanted to be carefree, like those kids in the fountain. She hesitated but decided to join them."Hey," Chapa called out as she approached the group. "Mind if I join in?"Bose turned to her, his eyes crinkling with a friendly smile. "Of course not! The more, the merrier!"

As Chapa stepped into the fountain, a wave of cool water splashed around her, drenching her clothes. She was momentarily taken aback but quickly realized that she didn't mind at all. The cool water was refreshing, and the laughter of the kids was infectious.

For the first time in a long while, Chapa felt a sense of belonging. She played in the fountain, chased her new friends around, and even shared stories. Through it all, Bose's kindness shone brightly. He was patient, understanding, and had a way of making everyone feel at ease.As the sun dipped below the horizon, Chapa reluctantly left the fountain and said her goodbyes to the kids. She exchanged a smile with Bose, feeling a connection she had never experienced before. As she walked back home, her heart felt lighter, as if the anger that had consumed her was finally beginning to loosen its grip.

Over the next few weeks, Chapa continued to spend time with Bose. He introduced her to the wonders of his family's bakery, where she discovered the magic of cinnamon rolls and apple pies. She was drawn to the way Bose treated every customer with a warm smile and genuine interest. It was clear that his kindness was not an act; it was an intrinsic part of who he was.Bose listened to Chapa's stories and helped her work through her anger. He encouraged her to find healthier ways to cope with her emotions, like painting and journaling. And, most importantly, he showed her that it was okay to be imperfect, that she didn't have to have everything under control all the time.

One evening, as they sat on the bakery's porch, watching the stars appear one by one in the night sky, Chapa turned to Bose. "You know," she began hesitantly, "I've never met anyone like you before. You're so kind, and you've helped me in ways I can't even explain."Bose smiled and reached for her hand. "Chapa, you're an amazing person, and I'm just glad to be a part of your life. We all have our struggles, but we can also find strength in each other."Chapa couldn't help but be drawn to Bose's compassion and the way he saw the good in everyone, even her. It was in that moment, under the starry night sky, that she realized she had fallen in love.

As days turned into weeks and their bond grew stronger, Chapa's anger issues slowly began to fade into the background. She still had her moments, but now she had someone to talk to, someone who understood and accepted her for who she was. Bose, with his unwavering kindness and support, had become her anchor.

One day, as they were sitting in the bakery, sharing a plate of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies, Chapa decided to take a chance. "Bose," she said nervously, "I think I love you."Bose's eyes widened, and then a warm smile spread across his face. "Chapa, I've been in love with you for a while now."

And in that small, cozy bakery in Swellview, surrounded by the comforting aroma of freshly baked goods, Chapa and Bose's love story truly began. Their love was a beautiful testament to the transformative power of kindness and understanding, proving that even the most deeply rooted anger could be overcome by a love as sweet and warm as a cinnamon roll on a crisp winter morning.

Lol ya thought. Okaay so im like rlly busy but i dont wanna like not update? So like this is mostly made by chatgpt!! I will make a part somewere next week but like I wanted to like give yall smting idek- sorry