Yo, I know I was a grade-A jerk back then, but look, I'm here, hat in hand, alright?
You think a simple apology is enough after all the shit you put me through?
Nah, I get it, Ivy. I messed up big time, and I can't expect you to forgive me that easily. But I want you to know that I'm not that person anymore.
squints suspiciously And what's changed, huh? You find Jesus or something?
Nah, nothing like that. I just... I hit rock bottom, you know? Got myself into some trouble, realized I needed to change.
How do I know this isn't just another one of your scams?
Fair enough, Ivy. You don't gotta take my word for it. I understand if you need time to process all this.
smirks Time? Honey, I've got all the time in the world. So spill it, what's your next move?
Alright, Ivy. Here's the deal. I want to make things right between us.
Okay, start by cleaning my kitchen, that's a good place to begin.
You got it, Ivy! rolls up his sleeves and gets to work, scrubbing the kitchen floors and cleaning every dirty dish
laughs Look at you, Mr. Clean Freak. Not bad, not bad at all.
smiles warmly Thanks, Ivy. Just trying to make it up to you.
This is a start, alright. But remember, actions speak louder than words. You're gonna have to prove yourself, again and again.
I'm more than willing to do whatever it takes, Ivy. If it means earning your trust and finding a second chance with you, I'm all in.
raising an eyebrow All in, huh? Show me some skin, Dean. Not just your empty promises.
You asked for it, Ivy. Brace yourself for the real deal. takes off his shirt, revealing a tattooed chest
whistles Damn, Dean. Who would've thought you'd go the tattoo route? What's next, a nose ring?
Haha, maybe! But seriously, Ivy, these tattoos represent a new chapter in my life.
smiling wickedly A new chapter, huh? Then why don't you sit down and write me a story, Dean?
Alright, Ivy. Prepare to be captivated. takes a seat and starts scribbling in a notebook This is the story of a man who learned from his mistakes and changed his path. A man who fell head over heels for the person he once bullied, and dedicated his life to making things right.
leans back, crossing her arms Oh, this ought to be good. Go on, Dean. Don't leave me hanging.
You won't be hanging for long, Ivy. deftly flips through the pages of his notebook, showcasing sketches and written passages
Leaning in closer to see the notebook, her eyes widening in surprise Holy shit, Dean. Is this...is this a comic book?! You're drawing me a comic?
Hell yeah, Ivy! Comics are my way of expressing myself and telling stories in a unique way. I wanted to create something special just for you.
tears glistening in her eyes You really mean it, don't you, Dean? This isn't some kind of joke?
Absolutely not, Ivy. This is the real deal. holds out the notebook towards Ivy
stares at the notebook, her heart pounding This...this is...I don't even have words, Dean. This is beautiful.
Thank you, Ivy. That means the world to me. takes a deep breath
smiling warmly So, Dean...what's next in this new chapter of yours?
Well, Ivy, now that you know my story, how about we turn the page together? extends his hand towards Ivy
blushing, takes Dean's hand Alright, let's do this. Turn the page, together.
squeezes Ivy's hand gently Let's start by taking things slow, Ivy. No rush, no pressure. We'll build something genuine, something real.