( This is a little short fanfiction with Leo and Vera. My two characters. It is in Leo's POV. This is what he is thinking and feeling as he 'stalks' Vera. It doesn't exactly follow the Rp, but whatever. )
It was a gloomy day, that day. Nothing had been going right for him at all. Not that it ever went right anyway, whatever day it was. But that day was the worst for him in a long time. It didn't help that the atmosphere was just down right terrible.
But, it was that moment, that beautiful moment where she appeared.
Defending him from those pushy, arrogant no bodies that had nothing better to do than make other peoples lives miserable.
It was then where his day brightened almost to where it blinded him at moments. He couldn't remember when he had felt so happy, so light-hearted.
Even if after it, she had left after putting those baboons in their place. Even if he didn't get the chance to talk to her. He was still happy. So very happy.
It was then that his obsession started. The need to see her all the time, to get close to her. He just needed to know that she was okay, wherever she went. He wanted to protect her from whatever could harm her.
The need was so strong.
The second time he spotted her it was such a sight that he nearly forgot to breath.
The way she had stood, so relaxed, yet confident, as if she didn't have a care in the world of what others thought of her.
The way the cool breeze blew through her hair, so gently, causing it to almost float around her. How the sun made her beautiful golden-brown orbs sparkle so attractively. His heart had swelled at the sight of her.
She looked like a goddess standing there. That tree she was near, almost seeming as if it was drawn to her as well.
That was when it started.
From then on, he had followed her, watching from the shadows as she went about her life. Learning about her from afar.
Each time he saw her, everything he learned about her, the things he was silently taught by her. it all made him come to care about her more and more.
Until it became something more. Something soft and gentle. It took place within his heart. A little seed of awe and respect that grew into an emotion he could only identify as love.
Over a course of a year it had taken place. His stalking, or should he say ‘attentively watching’?
He had hid in the shadows quietly, watching from afar until it had become too much.
The feelings that sprung up whenever he saw her, thought about her, it became too much to handle. Untill...
Here he stood. At the booth that held his obsession, the one he had been watching for so long it seemed.
He had decided to try and confront her, make himself known, in an effort to get closer.
He met her eyes, his gaze locking onto her own and they stayed like that for sometime, taking each other in.
The words he had wanted to say and his voice was suddenly sucked from him right after he met those glittering eyes of the young woman that say not two feet from him.
It was her who spoke first, as he was currently unable to. Her words made his heart seize up and then drop.
“About time you stepped out of the shadows.”
She had known…
He was honestly preparing himself when he heard her say that. Awaiting for rejection, her disgusted reaction. Anything like that.
He wasn't expecting her next words.
“Are you going to sit down or are you going to stand there the whole time.”
And with that...he found he had been accepted, instead of pushed away.
His world, his life, then grew a lot brighter than he could have ever imagined.