Spot pov
It had been a week since Y/n let me up from bed rest. She had come to see me everyday, whether that had been before the sun rose or after it set. She would sit by my bed for an hour or two, and then leave out through the window. Sometimes we would talk, sometimes she would rewrap my bandages, and sometimes we would sit in silence just playing with each other's fingers. But we never talked about our kiss.
I wanted to, sure. But I didn't know how to start the conversation. Hey, remember when you ran away after I kissed you? Did it mean anything to you?
Y/n sighed, "You realized yous just said dat all out loud, right?"
"What?!" I scrambled upright, but Y/n placed her hands on my chest and pushed me down again.
"You can't be movin'" She said, smirking a bit.
I rubbed the back of my neck, "I'se really did say it out loud, huh?"
"Yeah." She nodded slowly, "But ta answer yours questions, I-" She took a deep breath and looked down at her hands, "I'se ran away after 'cause I'm scared."
"O' me?" I asked, slightly wounded.
"No! No!" Y/n's head whipped around to look at me, "Neva (Never). I'm scared of a... relationship. I'se has a lot more dat I hafta focus on and worry 'bout. Like Emerson! 'E's gettin' worse every day! An- and da strike is growin', and my- my fadder (father)."
"I'se get whats you means 'bout Emerson," I said, "But can yous please tell me a little bit 'bout your fadder?"
Y/n eyes teared up and she said, "I'se sorry Spot. But I can't. Not nows. It could be dangerous for yous. And I'se can't do dat."
I looked at her, hurt, "Can yous ever tell me?"
"Yeah, yeah!" She said immediately, nodding furiously, "Just... not now."
We were silent for a minute, until I murmured, "I'se jus' wanna say dat I wanna try to be togeder. I'se- I'se really like you, Y/n. Yous a sweet goil and I'se would be a fool ta not ask if yous would be my goil. I'se know your scared, but I am too. But it's now or neva. I really like yous Y/n."
I looked over at her, to see her smiling at me, "I'se like you too Spot. A lot. An' da kiss, it was da best an' it meant a lot to me."
My smile grew wide and I didn't realize I was leaning in until our lips connected. This kiss was more passionate than the last, more needy.
My hand wound around Y/n neck, pulling her closer. I tugged her into my lap, her legs straddling mine. One of her hands pressed against my neck, the other in my hair.
As the kiss deepened, my fingers found the bottom of her shirt, and slipped under the hem. I felt her gasp, and I took the opportunity to bit her bottom lip.
She melted.
My lips left hers, and wound their way down her neck, sucking and biting in offhand places, until I found her sweet spot.
"Spot." Y/n moaned, and I smiled. I loved hearing my name come out of her mouth that way.
Y/n's hands left my hair and I sat up, wondering what was wrong. But as I saw them start to fumble with my shirt, I quickly started helping.
***
A couple hours later, Y/n and I were laying on my bed, naked and panting. I smiled over at her, "That was amazing."
"Yeah."
Everything was amazing.
Until it wasn't.
Hello my lovelies!!! Sorry that this chapter is shorter, but I needed to get it out. Thank you for reading!!!
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