Evening Walk (TFTBL Rhys x OC) (oneshot)

Melanie Roth x Rhys (Tales From The Borderlands) (modern)

The sleepover at Jack's place wasn't like Melanie had imagined.

It was way too loud, everyone was practically screaming, the music was playing so loud you could easily loose your hearing, Vaughn and Sasha were playing video games on Jack's PS4, cursing and yelling all the time, the man himself was, of course, having a drink, Fiona was drinking and talking with August (much to everyone's surprise), Rhys was sitting on the sofa, checking his phone (Mel was thankful for this, he was the only one even a little quiet in all of this) and our main character was just standing in the corner, wishing she could get out of this mess.

She came over because everyone else said "oh, it's going to be so much fun! you should come with us!" and, of course, she couldn't say "no". So, there she was, wishing she could go home, lay in her bed and read fanfics all evening.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a figure approaching her. Mel's heart immediately started beating faster. It was Rhys; the guy she's had a crush on since the first moment she saw him. She looked up from her phone and smiled weakly at the man.

- Hey, wanna get out of here? I see I'm not the only one being bored to death, and I'm not certainly into anything these folks seem to be doing. - Rhys said, grinning. Cool, good to know that she's not the only introverted soul here.

- Yeah, sure, just let me grab my jacket and we'll be off. - she said back, blushing slightly and went to the changing room to get the piece of clothing. She was really stressed out; where was Rhys going to take her? Should she just tell him how she feels about him?

So many questions were running through her head in that moment.

Suddenly, she felt someone walk into her and she almost fell to the ground. It was Fiona; she apparently got bored of August's drunk blabbering and decided to just get away from him. Hey, you can't blame her. Everyone dislikes drunk people, and especially drunk August.

- Hey, where are you going? The party's not over yet. - the older girl asked, concerned about Melanie.

- Umm... Rhys, he kinda asked me if we could get out of the party, and, you know, to just go outside? - she stuttered out, nervous. Fiona knew about her crush on Rhys, but Mel was still nervous as hell when she talked about him with anyone.

- Oh? Do you think he's gonna say something you'd like to hear? - Fiona teased the shy creature, knowing that'd make her even more nervous.

- I-I don't kn-now... Maybe??? - Melanie said, now being completely red on her whole face.

- Ok Mel, you have my permission to do anything you want with that guy. Just don't let him do anything to you, so I won't have to go and kick his ass. - Fiona half-joked, she always treated Melanie like her younger sister (she kinda was her sister, actually. We'll, not biologically, but you get the idea).

The blue-headed girl nodded her head and tucked her hair behing her ear, smiling weakly. When Fiona walked off, she took a deep breath and encouraged herself "ok, you got this Mel. You're strong, you can do this. Stop being a piece of shit and just tell him how you feel when you get wherever he wants the fuck to go". She put her jacket on and walked out of the hallway, heading to the front door, where the man of her dreams was waiting for her.

She approached him and smiled brightly, tucking her hair behind her ear again. It was a thing she always did when she was nervous, and everyone knew about that. Well, maybe except poor Rhys; he's bad at reading people's emotions.

- Hey. Ready to head out? I've got something really special I've wanted to show you. - Rhys said in a deep voice that made Mel's knees weak (it always did).