"Oh how I love her, my ghetto love bird" ☆ﾟ
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Connie x Black Fem Reader
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"𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐟𝐫�...
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─────── #¹⁴ WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I AM? CAPTAIN SAVE A HOE 6:47 pm
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"Is that right? Connie Springer, yelling out obscenities in front of your underclassmen?? Tsk tsk not a good look. Now cmon, baldy Calliope wants us to swing by the Arts building." You called out over your shoulder snickering at how flustered the tall man was. 1:10 ─|──────── 4:56 |◁ II ▷| ✧･ﾟ*✧･ﾟ:* ───────────── *:･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ✧
"Queens first, miss." Connie grinned, holding open the door as he dipped his head bowing for you.
"Oh really? Why, thank you kindly, sir Springer." You giggled, doing your best British impersonation as you curtsied before slipping out of the science building's front doors.
The two of you burst into laughter as Connie clutched his skateboard, rubbing his eyes which had been blinded by the bright sun.
"Ah fuck, fuck, ow owww." He groaned twitching his eye as he reached to touch it, his large body jerking while he rubbed his eyelids like a maniac.
"You having a seizure or something over there baldy?" You raised an eyebrow in suspicion stopping to find Connie several feet behind you, having dropped his board in the process which landed against the pavement with a dull thud.
"I-I think it's an eyelash or something...FUCK!"
"Okay okay, don't touch it with your hands, they're probably dirty which is why your eye is getting irritated. Come here stupid." You sighed, smiling a little as you scooped up his board and led him towards an abandoned table near the great lawn.
"It won't stop huuurtttinggg bobo ang pilikmataaaa (stupid eyelash)" Connie whined, as he plopped down on the bench, struggling not to claw at his face.
"Hold on, hold on...I'm gonna get it." You mumbled positions your self between his legs and cupped his freckled cheeks, raising his face up to meet yours. Bending down you blew softly against his eye as he blinked wildly, carefully holding his eye open as gently as you could without irritating it further. The softness of your voice caused his tense shoulders to sink in the process, loosening themselves as his body began to relax at your touch while he inhaled your brown sugar scent. Involuntarily blushing profusely at how close you were to each other.
