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You stared at the boy infront of you, his long braids waved in the wind. You two were swinging on wooden swings, actually you two weren't even swinging, the wind did all the work for you.

"This is soooooooo borriiinnnggggggg," You whined, "Jacccooobbbbbbbbb," You whined even more and you continued to whine. Then all of a sudden he jumped off the swing and started to walk away, "Hey! Where are you going!? C'mon~ wait up!" You quickly caught up to him.

"What was that about?" You asked, but he never once spared a glance at you. That's when you noticed the hazey look in his eyes, "Oh!" You finally got it, he had an idea that he needed to draw. So to try to keep it in his head he was blocking you out.

That's really mean, you thought to yourself, as you started to skip in a random pattern behind Jacob. When you two finally got to his house he made a beeline to a sketchpad.

After about two or so hours you had had enough of this boredom, "Do you always have to draw?" you asked the white haired boy. It really bugged you when he did this, Jacob would totally forget about your existence and start to draw. Then he wouldn't even let you see his drawings! Which was totally unfair, oh hey, how is his hair white anyways? Is he an old guy in disgu- FOCUS, you mentally slapped yourself and went back to reality just in time to see him nod his head.

"You're a really bad friend, y'know that?" You mumbled under your breath knowing that he wouldn't pay attention, but for the slightest moment you thought you saw him stop sketching. "Will you let me see this picture? Oh wait, nope, you'll just make me guess what it is forever," You sighed, you knew your were acting like a douche, but hey, he wasn't listening.

"I think I'm going to go," You informed Jacob, standing up, you walked to the front door only to find that the wind was so strong that it slammed back in your face. Of course making you black out.

Gosh, you gotta love reader inserts, that author making reader-tan doing what ever they like, maybe even stripping them, but nope! I'm not that type of person....to strangers, oh look at me talking away!

Y'know, I would make this a cliff hanger except, the  I'd have to make another part. So back to the story!

When you woke up you were on a couch. Curious, you looked around and saw Jacob sketching. Yep, you face palmed. You got up and walked over to him, peeking over his shoulder you saw what he was sketching a picture of, "Awww~" You cooed, which made him stiffen, and he quickly hid his picture, "I didn't know you've been drawing pictures of me~ You're too sweet!"

"S-shut up," He said, but in a moment of absolute no body control you kissed his cheek, which turned red, "Eh?"

"That's my thank you," You replied, "BUT NOW I MUST MAKE A PICTURE OF YOU!" You loudly added taking the sketchbook and pencil from him. You spent hours upon hours to draw him, but the whole time he never complained.

When you were done you showed it to him, "Finished!"

What you saw:  A MASTERPIECE.

What he saw: ....Why do I have bunny ears? My eyes are lopsided, the fudge? Wait...since when was my neck that long?

He was going to say something until he saw what it said:
I LOVE YOU.

This took him  back and in a lapse of absolute no body control he kissed you, "i love you too,"

Description
You stared at the boy infront of you, his long braids waved in the wind. You two were swinging on wooden swings, actually you two weren't even swinging, the wind did all the work for you.

"This is soooooooo borriiinnnggggggg," You whined, "Jacccooobbbbbbbbb," You whined even more and you continued to whine. Then all of a sudden he jumped off the swing and started to walk away, "Hey! Where are you going!? C'mon~ wait up!" You quickly caught up to him.

"What was that about?" You asked, but he never once spared a glance at you. That's when you noticed the hazey look in his eyes, "Oh!" You finally got it, he had an idea that he needed to draw. So to try to keep it in his head he was blocking you out.

That's really mean, you thought to yourself, as you started to skip in a random pattern behind Jacob. When you two finally got to his house he made a beeline to a sketchpad.

After about two or so hours you had had enough of this boredom, "Do you always have to draw?" you asked the white haired boy. It really bugged you when he did this, Jacob would totally forget about your existence and start to draw. Then he wouldn't even let you see his drawings! Which was totally unfair, oh hey, how is his hair white anyways? Is he an old guy in disgu- FOCUS, you mentally slapped yourself and went back to reality just in time to see him nod his head.

"You're a really bad friend, y'know that?" You mumbled under your breath knowing that he wouldn't pay attention, but for the slightest moment you thought you saw him stop sketching. "Will you let me see this picture? Oh wait, nope, you'll just make me guess what it is forever," You sighed, you knew your were acting like a douche, but hey, he wasn't listening.

"I think I'm going to go," You informed Jacob, standing up, you walked to the front door only to find that the wind was so strong that it slammed back in your face. Of course making you black out.

Gosh, you gotta love reader inserts, that author making reader-tan doing what ever they like, maybe even stripping them, but nope! I'm not that type of person....to strangers, oh look at me talking away!

Y'know, I would make this a cliff hanger except, the  I'd have to make another part. So back to the story!

When you woke up you were on a couch. Curious, you looked around and saw Jacob sketching. Yep, you face palmed. You got up and walked over to him, peeking over his shoulder you saw what he was sketching a picture of, "Awww~" You cooed, which made him stiffen, and he quickly hid his picture, "I didn't know you've been drawing pictures of me~ You're too sweet!"

"S-shut up," He said, but in a moment of absolute no body control you kissed his cheek, which turned red, "Eh?"

"That's my thank you," You replied, "BUT NOW I MUST MAKE A PICTURE OF YOU!" You loudly added taking the sketchbook and pencil from him. You spent hours upon hours to draw him, but the whole time he never complained.

When you were done you showed it to him, "Finished!"

What you saw:  A MASTERPIECE.

What he saw: ....Why do I have bunny ears? My eyes are lopsided, the fudge? Wait...since when was my neck that long?

He was going to say something until he saw what it said:
I LOVE YOU.

This took him  back and in a lapse of absolute no body control he kissed you, "i love you too,"