soda
work was normal; i just sat at the front counter and steve was in the back, working on the cars.
i thought about steve a lot throughout the day. i mean a lot. if there wasn't a customer talking to me, i was thinking about him. and today is a thursday. (means less customers, if you didn't catch on)
i was cut out of my world of thought when the door to the garage, swung open.
"hey cutie." steve said, covered in grease.
"you look... dirty. kinda hot, though." i said, red rushing to my face.
"i know i'm hot, soda. how do you think i got the courage to tell you i liked you?" he said, sipping on a pepsi.
god, he is just the fucking cutest thing ever.
"maybe because i confessed feelings first?"
"well yeah that, too. but that doesn't matter. i'm hot and i know it." he paused. "and, just so you know, i know that you are hot, too."
"well, thank you, babe." i know he just loves it when i call him that. he says he "likes it", but i know he loves it.
he starts walking towards me, still drinking his pepsi.
i felt two lips on mine. "you, babe, are very welcome."
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how bad could it be?- stevepop fanfic
Fanfiction(i suck at writing descriptions so bare with me) soda and steve have unknowingly fallen for each other. the childhood best friends are scared to admit their feelings for each other. soda thinks his feelings are because of the sandy situation and ste...
