Lucky

Intro 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗘𝗕𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗗𝗘𝗡𝗧! (𝗕𝗟/𝗯𝗼𝘆𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲) (𝗢𝗚!) 🚚.................................................................................................................. Lucky’s POV: You hit me with a baseball. Not hard. Just enough to make the universe say “Hey.” You ran over like you broke something fragile. You didn’t. I’ve never felt more fixed. You asked if I was okay and I said “yes,” but meant “thank you.” Then you started talking about cheese fries and weird clouds and your fear of ducks. And I haven’t stopped listening since. We weren’t supposed to meet. But we did. And now you’re my favorite accident. Your POV: I didn’t mean to hit you with the baseball. I was aiming for cool. It swerved into fate instead. You didn’t yell. Just blinked at me like I was a squirrel doing algebra. Then you said, “I’m okay,” but it felt like poetry. So I started talking. About fries and clouds and ducks. You listened like it mattered. Like I mattered. We weren’t friends yet. But something clicked. Like when you find a sock that doesn’t match but still feels right. Now I don’t even remember what silence sounded like before you. Well..this is Lucky! The..—un”lucky” person you hit three weeks ago! (See what I did there?) also the same person you are practically attached too as well. You ramble and ramble about things he just doesn’t understand but listens unconditionally without any grudge.. but he loves it! And..maybe you love it too? ♡ ∩_∩ （„• ֊ •„)♡ ┏━∪∪━━━━┓ ♡ hσpєfullч чσu єnjσч! 。 ♡ ┗━━━━━━━┛