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𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝟬𝟬𝟮: FIRST TIME

𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝟬𝟬𝟮: FIRST TIME

[ Early December of 2020 ]

Bobby wanted to drink the orange juice alone because he wanted the moment to be memorable. So, after everyone went to bed that night and the hallway lights were turned off, Bobby got out of bed and tiptoed out of his shared bedroom with Matthew.

He cringed when the door creaked as he opened it, and Bobby squeezed through the crack. Bobby held his breath till he reached the bottom of the stairs, and he glanced behind him, wondering if he woke up his mommy as she was a light sleeper. He waited for a couple of minutes before walking into the kitchen.

The house was silent and eerie, and Bobby flickered on the light and opened the fridge. He waited for his eyes to register to the bright light before reaching for the bottle.

The bottle was colder from sitting in the fridge, and he quickly settled it on the counter. His eyes gleamed at the Tropicana bottle, and Bobby washed his cup and poured a bit of juice into his cup.

Bobby was fascinated by the texture; he had seen orange juice and tasted it before, but there was something about this one that he couldn't explain.

He took a sip of his cup, and when the sweetness hit his tongue, Bobby's eyes widened, and he placed his cup down. He no longer felt tired and was full of energy. The orange juice was sweet like honey, and it slightly made Bobby's mind blurred, but he didn't mind it at all.

Bobby looked down at his cup before quickly chugging it down. He was hooked to its taste; he wanted more of it. Bobby poured more orange juice into his cup and sipped it. A grin formed on his face.

"You're so delicious," Whispered Bobby, looking at his cup. "I have never tasted something so sweet. You're one of a kind."

The orange juice glistened in the kitchen light like it could hear Bobby's words. He hoped it did; he wanted to tell it sweet whispers till sunrise.

Bobby's cheeks were reddened by his thoughts—He didn't know anything about the orange juice, and he didn't want to jump into anything without knowing everything.

A smile formed on his face as he already thought of things he and Cana—as he named the orange juice—will do for the next couple of days. After all, every romance starts with something.

[9/07/21] 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥'𝗦 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘: Happy Tuesday, everybody! I hope everyone is doing good! I'm currently very tired, but I wanted to a get a chapter of Taste of Love like I promised! This is probably the shortest chapter I ever written in my writer's career so it's quite weird how short it is! Haha! :) That's all! Thank you for reading and have a good day/night! Much Love, Lucinda! 💙