Tex invited me over. I thought she absolutely hated me more than ever, guess I was wrong.
She gladly let me in. Though, she barely ever smiled, she was.
She knew I couldn't speak, but asked me something anyway.
"How are you doing?" She smiled with her hands behind her back. I shrugged and pulled off my jacket and hung it up. Tex sat me onto the couch and quickly made her way to the kitchen for some refreshments.
                              I sat there with barely any emotion, my eyes glued onto the large seventy-five inch TV, not moving. Refusing to move an inch.
She came back moments later with a twelve pack of Mountain Dew. As much as it normally hurt to have the carbonation crystallize the back of my throat, I didn't complain, nor did I have a voice to complain with.
                              Tex popped in Deadpool. I could barely wait.
I did have a major crush on her, but never had the voice to say anything. It hurt to try to talk so I normally kept my mouth shut.
She handed me a can and leaned her head on my shoulder. I rested my head on hers and smiled. She blushed and kissed me.
                              I instantly began to blush. I wanted to kiss her back. I wanted to love her. I wanted to speak to her, but I couldn't. I slowly began to kiss her gently. She began to kiss back. Tex cupped my cheek and began to kiss my jaw line. I blushed and looked away.
                              "I love you, [y/n]." She purred into my ear.
                              I pressed my hand against my chest.
                              I made a heart shape with my hands with a big cheezy grin.
                              Lastly, I pointed and her and poked her boob. I, then, took off running with a large smile!
                              Yet we never watched Deadpool!
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Red Vs Blue [Requests, Some Sort of Story Line]
FanfictionOkay reader, you joined the Freelancers. A very advanced ship for only trained, you not being one of the trained Many of the men here are attractive and someone are more soft than you'd think. ×Requests are open×
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