⊰ 𝙸𝚜 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎? ⊱ Millard Nullings x reader ⊰

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I was honestly shocked when I came to the realization that Millard was jealous. It also kinda pissed me off too. He's the one who has been avoiding me so he has no right to be jealous when I hang out with someone else. What does he want me to do? Mope around my room instead?

Yet I couldn't help but feel my heart flutter at it. He still cared about me, and he still liked me, he just probably didn't know what to do. Well I can tell you this, he definitely has been going about it the wrong way. He shouldn't be giving me so many mixed signals. So I went to find him and turns out he was in the library. What else did I expect?

"Millard I want to talk to you," I said startling him from his book. I stood behind the sofa that he was sitting on and it seemed he was so in his book he didn't noticed me. 

"W-what about?" He slightly stuttered out. Probably nervous about what I was going to say, he does seem like the type to avoid confrontations. I'm the same way but this situation is different.  I sat next to him and stared at where I think his eyes would be, it didn't help that he wasn't wearing a hat. I took the open book out of his hands, making sure to mark where he left off cause I'm not a jerk. 

"You've been avoiding me," I said bluntly. Normally I'm not this blunt but when something irritates me I tend to say what's on my mind. It doesn't help that I've been hanging out with Enoch more. 

"I have not," He replied back nervously. Oh my bird can he just...not?

"As if!" I exclaimed with a slight glare. "I walk into a room and you're outta there as soon as you can!" I could tell he was playing with his hands since the sleeves of his jacket were moving a bit. I felt bad for yelling, why can't I stay made at him? I let out a sigh trying to cool off and said calmly, "I just want to know if I did something wrong."

"No!" He shouted quickly after that left my mouth. "It's not you! Well, you didn't do anything wrong."

"But it has something to do with me?" I asked. "If you don't like hanging out with me you could've just told me Millard. I wouldn't have thrown a fit or anything."

"Th-that's not it either," He said sounding exasperated. "I love hanging out with you!" Okay now this is extremely confusing. 

"Then why...wha?" I asked out confused, this was hurting my brain. Can't he just tell me what's up outright?

Millard took a deep breath before continuing, "I...I uh, I um. Ilikeyoumorethanafriend."

It took a few seconds for my brain to process what he said and I felt the surprise hit me like a truck. He like me? ME? I mean I think I have a crush on him...okay I totally do but still. I didn't realize how long I was being quiet because Millard started to babble once more about how he 'understands that I don't feel the same way'. 

"Millard shut up," I said trying to keep my smile down. He really like me huh. "I like you too."

I could tell he was flabbergasted as he couldn't seem to comprehend the situation, "Y-you do?" 

"Why wouldn't I?" I asked pulling him in for a hug. He hugged back and we stayed like that for awhile. The summer buzz being the only sound we heard along with the laughter of the others. The hug turned into more of a cuddle as we just laid in each others arms. Sometimes it pays for me to be angry I guess. 

The door opened and revealed Emma standing behind it, "There you two are!" Millard let out a sigh and I couldn't help but giggle. "What are you two doing anyways?" She asked as a smirk started to form upon her lips. 

"Well," I started not knowing exactly if me and Millard were a thing. "I think I just became Millard's girlfriend." I said looking down at him for approval. 

"And I think I just became (y/n)'s boyfriend," He said back. I felt a smile creep onto my face hearing that. I never in a million years thought this would happen (I mean I am in some crazy fantasy world at the moment). If this is a dream please don't wake me up. 

"Enoch owes me $2!" I heard Horace shout with glee. They were betting on us?! I laid my head on his chest in embarrassment. I felt him rub my back and I could feel the glare he was shooting at the others. 

"Could we just have some time alone please?" Millard asked out with slight annoyance in his voice. I heard someone make kissing noises before they all left. Did everyone seriously come just for that? Ugh. 

I felt someone place their hand on my cheek and lift my face up. I looked at where Millard laid and smiled slightly, a small blush dusting my cheeks. 

"I have no clue how you do it (n/n)," He whispered.

"Do what?" I asked.

"You make me feel seen," He said softly. "Even though I'm invisible it's like you can see me." I felt my heart melt at his words. I'm glad I can offer him that. 

"Because I see who you are as a person," I replied. "You're not just a brain, or an invisible person. You have your own feelings, you're funny, you're kind, and so much more." His thumb rubbed my cheek softly and I was practically melting at his warm touch. I felt like I was soaring through the sky, yet weirdly grounded at the same time. 

This feeling I felt was definitely not just plain liking him. It was stronger than that. Like I would do anything for this boy. I just want him to be happy and loved. 

Is this love?