One Shots

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3. Descriptive Writing (They/Them)

Reader x non-binary person


I have written multiple of these using different pronouns.




It was like the world was moving in slow-motion as they danced. Allowing me to watch every stunning movement their body made. The rhythm pulsed through every inch of their frame. Their energy radiated off their gorgeous figure drawing me in closer. Their presence inhibited my brain, crawling out through my fingertips to touch something so perfect. And that's when I knew they were the one. They were what I wanted, wait that's incorrect they were what I needed, running through my veins, chasing every thought that entered and exited my head, the one to hold on to my fragile heart with care and passion and prove to me what I already know. That I love them.


They ended her beautiful dance and latched hands with me, pulling through the exit of the house that was already trashed by intoxicated teenagers. Our legs picked up speed the split second our toes touched the hard asphalt lining the ground. They had an urge to go somewhere, and I was fixated on being there with them. Their touch burned a hole in my hand, electrifying every nerve in my body. I struggled to take my eyes off of them, but once I did, I noticed we were standing at the edge of the downtown. 


People were scarce at this time of night with the exception of a car or two driving passed. We walked up to ladder adhered to the side of a three-story building. The loss of contact with their skin was agonizing. We climbed to the top of the building. They pulled me to the opposite side of the rooftop. Again my eyes locked on them, they observed how my eyes look straight back into their beautiful, dewy ones.


They playfully pushed my head away with their soft touch. They did this action, so they were no longer in my view trying to get me to look at the reason we were there. My breath was absent when I caught a glimpse of the landscape in front of us. A small giggle slipped past their lips at my reaction. For the first time in a long time, I felt at home. You know that warm feeling that you get while your instincts are telling you never to leave, a place where everything feels safe and comforting. I wanted to live in that moment for the rest of my life, with them in my arms.


I knew that everything I thought minutes before would be ending promptly. They stood up bringing me towards the ladder. They led me back to the houses lining the sides of the street. We came up to a plain white house except for one of the windows at the top left of the building. It had a messy lavender rim lining the windowsill. It was odd but strangely had so much character to it. I turned to face them hoping there could be more than twenty-four hours in today. They pulled me into a hug and whispered these five words that changed my life.


"Thank you. I needed this"


Their voice was delicate, like melted chocolate as each word flowed out so naturally. The sentence finished with soft chapped lips pressed against mine. They moved so perfectly making me feel desperate for more. This entire night has been mindboggling. I didn't understand why such a pure, profound human would be in my presence. Their sweet, plump lips detached from mine, and I knew that they had me wrapped around their finger. They started walking back toward the entrance of their house when a few words slipped out of my mouth, much too quiet for them to hear.


"I think I-I love you."


I have never said anything with more meaning before. My soul started stinging at the fact that they weren’t mine yet. Subconsciously my feet ran towards the person who meant everything to me. I grabbed them, and this time I was the one to place my lips on theirs. This was even more passionate than the last. My lips felt as if they were on fire from the touch of their gorgeous pink ones. Our mouths disconnected and words alike to the ones I muttered earlier came out.


"I need you."


I have never felt so vulnerable before. I just poured out all of my emotions I've had tonight into a few small words. The corners of her mouth lifted, creating a masterpiece of pearly whites. I never knew such a simple smile could rip someone into pieces. The thought of them was secured to the walls of my mind, not daring ever to leave. They parted their lips ready to say something to break the lovely silence.


"Since we're both in this together, promise me you'll be careful with my heart, and I'll be careful with yours."


That's when everything felt right. That was all I needed to hear from their lips and their lips only. I felt complete like whatever part of me was missing before has now been filled in by their embrace. At that moment I knew I had to seal the chance they have given me to be theirs.


"I promise," I whispered into their ear.


"I  promise, goodnight." They stepped back from the warm hug.


For the second time that night they started heading to their front door. As they came to the first step, they turned around and blew me a kiss. I felt all my sanity go out the door. All these small gestures have made me go crazy for this beautiful person. They walked into their house while waving goodbye. I don't think anything could happen that will be better than tonight. I started to jog back to the main street to hopefully catch a taxi cab or something to get me near my house. After the ride home I walked through the dark, quiet house up to my room. Holy shit, I did it. I got them. I got my other half. In reality, they got me, I'm theirs and will always be theirs. Sadly it was time to move this night into my memory and fall into a deep slumber.



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