The Emo Boy's Crush

A 7-year-old emo boy's world is turned upside down when his soft and shy crush suddenly becomes emo too.

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There was this 7-year-old emo boy named Jake. He had jet black hair, always wore black clothing, and frequently sported a scowl on his face. His divergent style was a stand-out in the waft of primary school colors. However, there was a softness beneath his grungy exterior that was drawn to a certain classmate.

Jake's crush was a boy named Oliver. Oliver was the complete opposite of Jake. He was soft-spoken, reserved, and had a clumsy charm. His shy smiles and reassuring manners had captivated Jake.

One day, Oliver walked into school, and everyone was taken aback. His usual colorful attire had been replaced with black clothing, his hair dyed jet black, his demeanor now holding an emo vibe.

Jake's eyes widened in shock as he looked at Oliver. The soft boy who used to blush everytime their eyes met was now looking more like him. It was both confusing and jarring.

During break, Jake confronted Oliver. "Why'd you...change?" he mumbled, avoiding Oliver's gaze. His heart pounded, as if mirroring his internal chaos.

Oliver stuttered, "I...I thought...you'd like me more this way". His words were a hushed whisper, filled with uncertainty.

Jake felt a weird mix of fear and sadness. He didn't like this new Oliver, he missed the old one who he'd fall for. He missed Oliver's blushing cheeks and soft smiles.

Jake sighed, "I liked you just the way you were, Ollie," he confessed, calling him by the nickname only he used. His voice shy but sincere.

Oliver looked at Jake, his eyes wide and filled with surprise. A blush spread across his pale face, embodying his shy nature, even in his emo outfit.

Jake took a deep breath and held out his hand towards Oliver. The simple gesture seemed to convey so much; a request, an apology, a promise.

Oliver looked at Jake's outstretched hand and then back at his face, a question in his eyes. Jake managed to give him a comforting smile, his fingers twitching in anticipation.

After a moment of hesitation, Oliver placed his hand in Jake's, a faint blush adorning his cheeks. It was a small, shy movement, but it meant the world to Jake.

Jake's heart fluttered. He blushed as he held Oliver's hand, their fingers interlocking. It felt warm, comforting. He hoped it made Oliver feel the same.

Over the next few days, Oliver slowly shed his attempts at being emo. His colorful clothes returned, his hair faded back to brown, and his shy smile was back.

Jake felt a flood of relief wash over him as the familiar Oliver returned. The soft and shy boy who made Jake's heart flutter was back.

"I'm glad you're back, Ollie," Jake whispered one day, his cheeks faintly pink. He gave Oliver a sincere smile, his eyes shining with relief and affection.

Oliver felt his heart race. Jake's smile was all for him. He stuttered out a shy, "Thank you, Jake," his cheeks burning as he returned Jake's smile.

The two boys were closer now. They were often found holding hands, their friendship evolving into something more. Their classmates watched with amused and warm smiles.

One day, as they sat under their favorite tree, Jake turned to Oliver and nervously muttered, "Can I...can I kiss you, Ollie?" His cheeks were heated, his heart pounding.

Oliver blushed a deep red, but he nodded. Jake leaned in, planting a gentle kiss on Oliver's cheek. It was a sign of their profound connection and affection.

"I like you, Jake," Oliver confessed after a while, his voice soft, his hand squeezing Jake's. The shy, soft boy had become braver, his heart open to Jake.

Jake blushed, stammering out a flustered, "I l-like you, too, Ollie". The confession warmed his heart, the idea of Oliver liking him just as much.

From then on, Jake and Oliver were inseparable. They still held hands but now exchanged kisses too. The classroom echoed with their soft giggles and blushing smiles.

Jake still liked the emo style. But he now had a soft spot for bashful smiles, kind words, and shy individuals. He loved Oliver, just the way he was.

And Oliver, despite the failed attempt at being emo, found true happiness being himself. He loved Jake, the emo boy with a heart of gold, just the way he was.

They found love in each other's arms, through shared smiles and blushing kisses. Love didn't change them. Love made them embrace themselves more, together.

And that's the thing about being in love at such a young age. You learn much more than just liking someone. You learn to respect and accept differences.

Jake and Oliver showed everyone that opposites do attract. They proved that you don't have to change for someone to love you; being you is enough.

Their story became the talk of the school. A story of acceptance, respect, and pure love. A story of a soft boy and an emo boy falling for each other.

So, even at the tender age of 7, Jake and Oliver found something extraordinary - a love that transcends appearance and embraces the soul beneath.

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