You're licking satisfied from your melon flavored ice cream.
"You know I was afraid that you were gonna be a vanilla guy" you say to Steve who's licking his chocolate ice cream.
"I can't lie to you, I was. However, one time I tried chocolate and I don't know why I stuck with vanilla for so long."
"Chocolate is definitely one of the best flavors." you say as you look at Steve's cone.
"You can have a lick if you want?"
Your stomach fills with butterflies and you get a little nervous.
"Uhh sure, you want to taste mine?"
"Sure"
You trade cones and look at each other as you both take a lick.
"I can imagine why you picked this one" says Steve.
You trade back and finish your ice creams over some small talk.
Steve sets you off at your door. You chuckle when you look at him face.
"You have a little uhh" you motion that he has a little chocolate in the corner of his mouth.
He tries to get it, but of course he doesn't succeed. You come closer and stand on your tiptoes as you wipe the ice cream away.
You stare into each other's eyes. All you can think is; please Steve kiss me. You wait a little longer but when he doesn't lean in, you stand on your feet again and go into your apartment.
You want to close your door but someone grabs your wrist. Steve pulls you back and lays his hand on your cheek while he's still holding your wrist with the other one. He kisses you on the lips, soft but passionately. You hold your breath, overcome by surprise. After a few seconds you ease into the kiss. Steve's lips are soft and warm and you feel tingles go down your spine.
You both pull back slowly and Steve releases you from his grip.
"Goodnight mister Rogers" you say as you rush into your apartment and close the door.
Your heart is pounding and your stomach is warm and tingly as you lean against your door.
Did you just say goodnight? It isn't even dinner time yet. You slight onto the floor and bang your head against door, a little harder than you anticipated causing a soft bang.
"You alright?" You hear coming from the other end of the door.
Why is he still standing there?
"Yeah I'm fine, thank you."
"Alright see you tomorrow."
"See ya" you say embarrassed.
"Sleep tight Miss Y/L/n" he jokes.
You burry your face in your hands from embarrassment.
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America's Sweetheart and The Girl Next Door
FanfictionA little story about Y/n who moves into to her first apartment and finds out she has a really special neighbor. They're both overly polite and a bit awkward. She is swept away by his looks, and stunned by his heroic job. ----- The chapters will be...
