RougeVentiane

You were impatiently waiting at the front step of Arthur's, a classmate of yours, house. Francis, Arthur's brother, was framing you with a picture he took of you drunk as hell at a party. Luckily no one else from your school was there but that just made it that much easier for him. He even got Arthur to help him mess with you which sucked because Arthur really didn't like you. Today they both were suppose to be babysitting their little brother's but they just passed that down for you to do while they went out somewhere. "Oh well it's about time you got here, (name)", Arthur greeted you after opening the door. "Shut up", you sighed then walk

You were bouncing around on your bed, singing the lyrics of the song you were listening to when all of a sudden, your phone started ringing. You didn't want to stop singing so you first looked to see who it was. When you saw the name, you stopped your music completely. You chuckled to yourself then let it continue to ring til it stopped. You turned your music back on and got up to sing and dance at the same time until your phone ruined your performance. You didn't mind it. You giggled then spun around. "You keep calling. I don't answer!", you sang. The ringing stopped but started soon again. You held your phone up then decided to answer. "Why

She buried her face into her hands and cried out loudly, knowing that most everyone went home for the weekend. She was so deep in despair that she didn’t see someone entering the classroom after hearing what sounded like crying in the classroom . . . . . . “(y/n)?” a soft voice asked. She looked up to see a pair of beautiful icy cold blue eyes looking down at her. It was one of the twins: Armin. “A-Armin!?” she slightly shouted as she did everything she could to hide her face from him. “H-hey!” he knelt down in front of her, “what’s going on? School’s out for the weekend and here

  "Hey, Ludwig?"   "Yes, vhat is it, _____?"   "How do you say 'I love you' in German?" you asked curiously.   For the most oddest reason a faint blush coated Ludwig's cheeks as he cleared his throat.   "Vhy ask, _____?" Ludwig questioned. "Are you planning to confess to someone?"   A noticeable blush spread across your cheeks as you averted your eyes from Ludwig's baby blue ones. "Maybeee…" you said, drawing out the 'e' as you fiddled with your fingers.   A flicker of jealousy flashed across Ludwig's face, but he hid it as your eyes landed on his once again. &#

  "Lovino."   "..."   "Lovino!"   "..."   "LOVINOLOVINOLOVINOLOVINO--"   "GODDAMMIT, DON'T SHOUT IN MY EAR _____!" the fuming Italian shouted as he bolted upright from his siesta. "Ugh, stupid ragazza..."   "Don't use bad language in front of me, Lovi," you said teasingly. "And hey! I am not a stupid... whatever ragazza is!"   "I'll use bad language whenever I want! And stop calling me Lovi!" Lovino growled, and then adding, "And ragazza means girl."   "Fine," you huffed, crossing your arms as you feigned fake anger. As planned, Lovino immediately felt bad and you inwardly chuckled as he struggled with his words.   "Look, I'm sorry f