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Chapter 13: MITCH & ASSIM X READER WHO WRITES/READS POETRY

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 ASSIM

  • Oh boy…
  • He had a whole heart attack when he found out you like reading AND writing poetry
  • First, he found out you liked reading it
  • Instantly fell in love
  • He never really had someone before it all and during it all that even liked poetry
  • So to see and hear you like it is enough for him
  • Never letting you go
  • But you writing it too?!
  • Hand in marriage.
  • Now.
  • Boy loves you
  • He always is sitting next to you as you write it
  • Or your sitting next to his legs and writing as he sits in his desk in the courtyard
  • Will listen to you ramble on about it for hours
  • As long as you do the same for him
  • You write any about him?
  • He will die on the spot
  • May let you use his journal to write little poems
  • Keeps 'em as a reminder of you
  • You write them on random pieces of paper?
  • Keeps his favorite in his pocket Keeps the others in a desk drawer in his room
  • Loves them with his entire being
  • Because you made them

MITCH 

  • He never really did read any poetry
  • Didn't really hate it or like it
  • Kinda neutral
  • But once he finds out you like it he'll give it a try
  • Maybe that's how you first talked to you, he knew you liked poetry so he read some
  • He'll read the ones you write
  • Loves them
  • Not that he'll ever admit it
  • Makes sure nobody destroys them or talks shit about it
  • You'll be sitting next to him as he carves out his weapon and writing
  • Always
  • He'll probably be glancing over to see to make it not obvious
  • But he'll get tired of that quickly and will just shamelessly be looking over your shoulder
  • Will listen to you talk about it
  • For hours
  • He likes the way you sound so genuine and interested in your poetry and the one you read
  • Will save them all
  • No matter what
  • He doesn't care what their about or how long
  • He'll try and find you a book or some more paper to write on
  • One time you got bored and had a pen so you wrote a little mini poem on his arm
  • Cherished it As it faded away he got you to rewrite it on his arm