(So much,,,, Girls.... This is human au idk.)

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Apples P.O.V
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There are birds chirping through the thin dry wood walls, And I was washed over with dread of the day.

I tossed and turned as much to my ability, not trying to steal the blankets; Shoving my face into the scratchy pillow. But eventually I had to face it.

The feeling.

Nobody could tell me what it was, not even Bow, and Bow was pretty smart.

It was whenever I was around...Her.

My eyes glanced over to Marshmellows back, we had to share a bed due to the other rooms being very not safe period. . I was stuck on her long, thick wavy hair; I had the strong urge to take my hands out and play with it.

And her skin, soft, light freckles trailing down her shoulder, dissapearing into her floofy sleeved shirt.

My heart thumped faster into my chest; I felt my face heat up and my head become lighter;

Was I.... Allergic to marsh? There's no other way to explain the sickness, the feeling when I notice the morning summer sun gently giving her skin a yellow glow.... Or when she holds my hand, and I feel as if I'm being sent into far off space. 

She started to stir a little, making cute little grumble noises-

I quickly hid my face in my pillow, my whole body feeling like a butterfly; Fluttering into the deep blue sky, above the clouds..

"Morningmarsh!" I croaked, super broken and grumbled. The blankets rustled as I heard her turn over to me-

I could feel my breathing pick up, oh no.

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Marshes P.O.V
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"Why is your face in your pillow?" Apple started shaking, the parts of her face I could slightly see were bright red.

"Are you okay?" I took her hand, immediately concerned. It wasn't like Apple to cry, ever.

"MMFINE." She choked, her voice crackly and sharp, as though her mouth were filled to the brim with glass.

"You don't sound fine." I turned apple over, her pupils promptly dialating as I grabbed her wrist; Her whole body was shaking, burning hot. But she didn't look like she was crying.... I leaned forward for a better inspection;

Her candy green eyes were filled with something...Fear? Apples's lip quivered slightly as I furrowed my brow.

Suddenly dropping my harsh gaze, I drooped into a small, sleepy smile and reached over to ruffle her pigtails, the ones almost too short to go into elastics. "Is Bow trying to scare you again?" 

There was a small pause before she spoke;

"Can I..Tell you the truth?"

"Of course." I replied, instantly curious;

"I think I'm...Allergic to you. Whenever I look at you my stomach goes all loopsey loppey, and then I get all blushy and lightheaded."

I Blinked at her sudden confession, retracting my hand.

"Is it something I said? Oh no, MARSH, I'M SORRY!!" She yelped, throwing her arms around me; And I could feel her static pulse.

"I don't think you're allergic." I traced my fingers on my jaw, her expression as if she was about to gulp-

"Do you know what Love means?" 

"N-No? What does it mean?" Her eyes were begging for something, I traced my finger over her lips before slowly pulling her into a kiss, sealing off the confusion.

Apple was frozen In shock for a moment, but eventually melted into it, her hands fiddling with my hair.

I pulled away slightly to look at her gorgeous face, Striken with realization.

"Oh....Do it again!" 

I chuckled as I pulled her in for another kiss, the birds cheering us on.

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(Word count: 580. short but sweet it)