𝗗𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗗𝗼𝗽𝗲 !

"Yeah, yeah, yeah...!" She might have hinted at it, but Kyle couldn't help himself. He still held onto her hand, and his thumb dragged small circles against her skin. "Say, uh... You and Momo, you two aren't like, an item, are you...?"

"Oh, just a little bit of work and maintenance... stuff. Nothin' too special but it keeps my days full." He takes a swig and sets his glass down. "Been a bit since I got to sit like this tho. Feels good."

"Yeah, Yeah, I know you pretty damn well..." He knew her so well that he didn't let go of her hand... He savored every second of holding her, of touching her skin... "God, I love you... I mean, your work! The whole hearing thing, ya know?"

He kept pace with her, enjoying every second before giving a wave to the bartender. "Fun times it is." He placed an order, and the pair were promptly served. Two margaritas to start. "So whatcha been up to?"

He, meanwhile, stayed down. An excuse to stare up her legs, catch a glimpse of what was underneath, before standing himself and making no effort to dust off. "It's Kyle! I'm a transfer in the administration classes! Ya know, good stamina and all. Good for going at it all night."

"Sounds good. I'll follow you tho, my memory is a little fuzzy." It'll be fun as long as she doesn't mind him possibly leaving sooner.

"Listen, when my ass jerks off to someone, I remember them. And I KNOW when I'm thinking of Momo!" He probably didn't mean to confess that, but he did so openly, so honestly... So easily. He cracked at nothing but the thought of another woman. And yet his eyes didn't leave her.

"Right now?" He takes a quick peek at his watch before shrugging. "If ya want, yeah. I got a couple hours before I need to head off."

Oh, but he definitely was injured. That up close sight might have ruined his senses. "Uh, yeah, sorry... I was just... Y-Your cheer routine, or rehearsal, or whatever, was uh... It was just on my mind!"

"Yeah, I'ma a little stretched thin as it is." He slides his hands into his pockets. "Should be havin' some time off pretty soon tho."

Staring into those eyes he's dreamed of... Staring at that neck he's wanted to smell, and the collar... And the barely there swell of breasts... Kyle was utterly amazed. His glasses fogged before the fell off his face and down to her, and his face was beet red. "H-Hey..."

Meeting is hardly a prerequisite for falling in love! Though, lost in the clouds as he is, it was only inevitable that he sould bump into her. Especially outside the gym, when his legs were already tired from running laps. A bump, a panicked attempt at catching her, and his-

"Yeah, a decent bit. Haven't had time to go out tween sleep and work." He chuckled at the tap before gently tapping her chest.

"Oh. Yeah, lemme do that." Lowering her ever so gently. It's a habit he has; it's a little hard to break. "Glad ya doin' well."

"Hey." Gently lifts. "How ya doin'?"