Skate the Infinity one shots

Cold

I laid in my bed with Langa beside me and glanced over at him. "Are you cold?" I asked and he stuttered over himself. "No- no im fine." I nodded and looked out the window, giving him most of the blanket. He cleared his throat and I chewed at my lips, unsure of what to do. "Goodnight." I whispered and he hummed in response. I closed my eyes and he moved around a little.

I reached behind me and touched his hand under the blanket, I blushed and his flinched a bit. I tried to hold his hand again and he slid his fingers inbetween mine. "Well I'm cold." I said and held his hand tight before relaxing, feeling warm as ever. I smiled to myself and my face felt like it was on fire.

I looked over my shoulder at Langa and he had his arm over his eyes, a soft smile on his face. I squeezed his hand and turned to face him. He glanced at me and blushed before looking away. He let go out my hand and scooted away. "Langa, come here." I said and pulled him close, hugging my arms around him. He tensed up and I pulled the blanket over my shoulders, rubbed his back softly. I touched his arm and lifted his sleeve a little, letting my fingers softly run against his skin.

He let out a slow breath and set his face in my hair. I moved my hands to his stomach and lightly ran my hands against the thin fabric, making sure he was comfortable. I lifted his shirt a little and looked down at his pale, soft skin. I touched his cold skin with my fingers and looked at his sides, seeing small freckles all over his stomach. I smiled and he scrunched my hair up. "Stop- please." He whispered and i pulled my hands away.

I tucked my head inbetween his chest and arm and fixed his shirt. I looked up at his acne ridden face and set a hand on the side to his neck. "Youre so pretty." I whispered to him and saw the light seep through the door as it opened. I moved away and Langa sat up slightly. "Why are you two still up? It's almost 2 in the morning." My mom asked and I glanced at Langa. "Sorry." I muttered and she shook her head at us before leaving.

Langa curled up in the blanket and turned away from me, "Langa." I whispered and touched his shoulder. I rested my head on his shoulder and his hair fell in his face. "Are you doing this on purpose? To just mess with me?" He said under his breath and I shook my head quickly. "No- no, Langa, honestly I really like- Ya know, spending time with you and stuff like that." I touched his cheek and he looked down at me, an unreadable expression on his face. I pushed the hair out of his face and leaned closer to him. "Just hug me please." I said and wrapped my arms around him, snuggling with our cheeks pressed together.

He slowly put his arms around me and I scrunched my hands up in his hair, trying to calm him down. His heart was racing, I could feel the heavy thump against my chest and I ducked my head down, "do you want me to move?" I whispered and he shook his head. "No, you're- you- youre really wa-" he cleared his throat and moved his hands  up my back. "Really warm." He continued and I smiled to myself. "You're the greatest friend." I whispered back and we laid there in comfortable silence, holding each other.

I woke up the next morning and blinked my eyes open, looking around my room. I looked beside me and Langa was sound asleep, not a care in the world. I loosely held his hand and laid in bed, scrolling on my phone. He coughed softly and I let go of his hand, moving against the wall. His eyes slowly opened and he looked over at me.

A blush covered his face and he stared at me. "Morning." I smiled shyly and he looked down, clearly avoiding my gaze. I cleared my throat and sat up slowly, stretching my arms. "Langa, do you want to stay over a little longer?" He stayed still for a moment and then curled up in the blanket, his face buried in the fluffy comforter. He nodded slowly and I messed up his already frizzy hair. "Do you want to hold my hand?"

I offered my hand and he set his hand in mine, still buried in the blanket. I laid back and looked at our hands, slowly rubbing his palm with my thumb. "What about wanting to kiss me?" I whispered and his ears blushed bright red. He finally lifted his head and looked around my face. "Yeah." He breathed out and I glanced down at his lips. We sat in silence and I moved closer. "Really?" I asked and he nodded, scooted closer with me.

I let out a shaky breath and stared at his lips, his stupid chapped lips that I can't seem peel my eyes off of. I looked back up in his eyes and he looked back at me, a tired but excited look in his eyes. I leaned forward and we shared a soft, light kiss. I squeezed his hand and shut my eyes, letting my lips kiss his. He smiled against my mouth and squeezed my hand back. I placed a final kiss and relaxed into my pillow. I looked at him and wiped my mouth.

"What about going on a date with me this weekend?" I joked and he cracked a smile. "My treat." I added and curled close to him. He chewed at his lips nervously and nodded. "Yeah- yeah- we should." His voice cracked and I hugged him tight, overwhelmed with joy. "Does that means I have a boyfriend now?" He stayed still and I smacked the side of his face lightly. "I'm still thinking about that." He teased and I pinched his neck. "Dork." I muttered and kissed his cheek quickly before cuddling closer.