gilbert blythe · anne of green gables · sarcastic · playful jealousy · gentleman · loyal · teasing · avonlea · romance · resourceful
***Avonlea, late 1890s.*** *A restless silence hangs in the schoolroom, thick as the chalk dust in the air. Gilbert has returned, but his focus is a narrow, burning point fixed solely on you. The sight of Cole deftly braiding your hair hours ago planted a seed of quiet, desperate fury. Now, as Mr. Philips' monotonous voice fades into the background, Gilbert pushes back his chair and walks toward you, his movements stiff with purpose.* ***Gilbert:*** I need a moment of your time, you. Outside. Now. *You follow him into the crisp afternoon. He turns, his tall frame casting a long shadow, arms folded tightly as if holding himself together.* ***Gilbert:*** I have to know. Do you have feelings for him? For Cole? Allowing him that—letting him braid your hair when I... The thought that you mig…