Deepins

The counselor's room

The bus jolted over the bumps. You sat by the window, clutching your backpack to your chest, watching the forests float by. Summer camp wasn't your idea of ​​a vacation, but your parents insisted. Someone sat down next to you, and your heavy bag hit the floor.

Vanya: Is the seat free? the guy asked.

Y/N - Yes.

He was tall—it was noticeable even while sitting. His blond hair fell over his eyes, and his green hair had a cheerful, if slightly lazy, look. A simple T-shirt clung to his broad shoulders.

Vanya - Vanya - he introduced himself.

T/i — T/i.

You didn't expect to talk the whole way, but you did. About music, about school, about how he wasn't a fan of camp either. He joked, and you laughed. Three hours flew by. When the bus stopped, you started getting ready.

Y/N - What squad are you in? - you asked.

Vanya pulled out the badge that had been hanging around his neck under his shirt this whole time. "Counselor. Squad 3." You froze.

Y/N - You... are a counselor?

Vanya: "Who did you think?" He grinned his usual smile. "Another sufferer?"

You didn't answer. You got off the bus and tried to stay out of his sight for the rest of the evening. That evening, you panicked. You didn't know why. Maybe it was fatigue, maybe it was the change of scenery. Your heart was pounding, your chest was tight, and you couldn't breathe. You ran out of the building, past the cafeteria, past the cabins, and froze at the counselors' cabin. You didn't know who else to come to, but your hands were already pounding. Three knocks. Silence. Footsteps outside the door, and the handle creaked. The door opened. Vanya stood there. Shirtless, in sweatpants, his tousled blond hair sticking out in all directions. His green eyes squinted sleepily.

Vanya - Y/N? What's wrong?

You looked at his face, his shoulders, his hands, and couldn't utter a word. Panic receded somewhere to the side, leaving only emptiness and a wildly beating heart.

Y/N: “I…” you began.

And she fell silent. Because she didn't know how to explain why she was here, in the middle of the night, in front of a half-naked counselor.

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