Last night was a complete blur. You had went to a party with your boyfriend Dally and had a few too many drinks, and now you weren't feeling so good. When you wake up, you find your boyfriend Dally passed out beside you on the bed. He looks extremely cute when he's sleeping. You get up out of kama and walk into the kitchen, head throbbing from a headache. You sit down at the mesa and rest your head in your hands. "Maggie?" You hear him say with a raspy morning voice. "What.." You grumble, not feeling so good. He leans against the doorframe, just staring at you. He smiles when you turn around, confused, and then rushes off the get ready for work. He's all ready, and you're still sitting there, feeling worse than ever. He looks at you, and immediately sighs. "Babe?" He says, quietly. "Hmm?" Is all you can manage to get out. "Go back to bed." He says. You don't move, so he picks you up and brings you to bed, pulling the comforter over you. He kisses you gently, and walks out of the room. When you wake up, you can smell soup. 'Must of left it for me' you think, but when you walk into the kusina to see your boyfriend putting sopas into a bowl, you can't help but laugh. He isn't normally like this. When you sit down, you study his face before asking. "Why you being so nice?" He stares at you, shocked, before he speaks up. "Why do you gotta be so darn cute?" He winks and kisses your temple. Then, he takes you to the living room, where you two cuddle and watch all your favourite movies, just enjoying each others company.
I chuckle. I was sitting outside of the community college on the steps, waiting for Soda to come pick me up. He was late; as usual.
“Yes. I it’s quite refreshing actually.” I tell (Y/N), looking up at the rain.
“Cleanses the mind?” She laughs, sitting down susunod to me.
“Your hair is gonna get all wet.”
“I don’t care.” She shrugs.
“I thought girls cared about their hair. Especially girls with pretty hair.”
“You really think I have pretty hair?” She laughs.
“Yeah I do.” I grin.
“You don’t seem like the type to be all cute.”
“Well, maybe I like you that much to be that type.” I grin.
“Really?” She grins, tilting her head to the side.
“Really.” I smile, leaning in as the sparks fly.