Romeo and Juliet - Cole Fluff
Request: Can u do one where Cole is so shy boy and he’s in love with also shy girl. One day he comes to her to tell her about it but her mom says she’s not home so he goes under her window and throws a stone in it. When she open the window he start recite Shakspeare. U know.. “But soft! What light through yonder window breaks?It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.” etc. Ily and I’m so sorry for my English and repetition.. Greetings from Poland ♥
Warnings: None :)
Notes: None :)
I nervously knock on Y/n’s door, hands shaking and heart pounding in my chest. I took a few deep breaths before the door opened.
“And who must you be?”, a woman asked.
“I’m Y/n’s friend, Cole”, I smile warmly at her. She raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms as she eyes me.
“And what are you doing here?”
“I came to see Y/n, if that’s alright”, my heart pounding even harder and my voice was shaky.
“She’s not home”, the woman says bluntly before slamming the door in my face. I stared at the door in astonishment, before shaking my head and sneaking into the backyard. I noticed a stone and picked it up, throwing it at Y/n’s window, sighing in relief that it didn’t break it. A few seconds later, Y/n opens the window, sticking her head out.
“Pst!”. She looks down at me and smiles warmly.
“What are you doing here?”, she nervously laughs, with a confused expression plastered on her face.
“But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the east, and Juliet is the sun.
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon,
Who is already sick and pale with grief,
That thou her maid art far more fair than she:
Be not her maid, since she is envious;
Her vestal livery is but sick and green
And none but fools do wear it; cast it off.
It is my lady, O, it is my love!
O, that she knew she were!
She speaks yet she says nothing: what of that?
Her eye discourses; I will answer it.
I am too bold, ‘tis not to me she speaks:
Two of the fairest stars in all the heaven,
Having some business, do entreat her eyes
To twinkle in their spheres till they return.
What if her eyes were there, they in her head?
The brightness of her cheek would shame those stars,
As daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven
Would through the airy region stream so bright
That birds would sing and think it were not night.
See, how she leans her cheek upon her hand!
O, that I were a glove upon that hand,
That I might touch that cheek!”, I recited from Shakespeare’s ‘Romeo and Juliet’.
“O Romeo, Romeo! wherefore art thou Romeo?
Deny thy father and refuse thy name;
Or, if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love,
And I’ll no longer be a Capulet.”, she laughs as she recites back.
“Is that what you came here to do? recite Romeo and Juliet”, she laughs again. I nervously laugh back again;
“No, I ugh – I came here to ask if you wanted to go out with me?”
“Oh, Cole. I would be honoured”, she says as she smiles down at me.