Bomb's pov:
Physical affection wasn't something I was used to, but I liked it, or maybe it was just the fact I was closer to Amir.
I've never really thought about relationships, I just thought it was some fraud people made up- Love was just something you see on the news, but if that's the case, I should have a whole camera crew on me and Amir right now.
I can't say for certain that I love him, but i would probably die for him. He makes racing more fun, he makes me want to not get injured- although injuries are always exhilarating. Like I've mentioned, pain is nothing to me, it feels nice every once in a while.
I leaned into Amir's touch, for such a hard-working person, a person who could probably crush my bones- he was oddly gentle with me, it's nice...
I forgot to answer his question on what we should do- hm, I don't know, as long as I'm spending time with my Tin-Man.
Woah, my Tin-Man- I'm over-doing this on the gay scale-
Oh who cares, I practically melt when I get hugged by him. So, I just let all my worry wash away- "Maybe... we could walk around a bit, outside of the stadium, maybe go to a café?" I suggested hazily.
Amir's POV;
My face brightened, I haven't been to a Café in a long while. So, I nodded vigorously. Am I the only one who likes those tea things? Just, green tea.
I grabbed Odessa's hand, intertwining our fingers together before I started walking out of the garage, my face still pretty red. I was pleasantly excited. Bomb skipped behind me, keeping up with my pace this time. My heart was still racing; that fuzzy feeling remained in my chest, god this little shit did make me feel all fuzzy inside all the time- I enjoyed walking to the Café with him. It was beyond nice, it was amazing, more than words can describe. We talked, all the way until we got there, which was around a 20 minute walk. Once we got inside I headed up to the counter with him.
"Oh-hey blue bell!" My friend Laurie said. I've known her since before I got this job.
"Hello Laurie-" I said, forgetting about the nickname I have, Bomb looked a little confused as she called me "blue bell"
eh I couldn't blame him.
"OHHHH SHIT, BLUE BELL YOU BROUGHT BERRY BLAST WITH YOU HOOOLYYY FUCK YOU FINALLY TOLD H-" she started yelling at us, squeezing the cup in her hand until it almost broke.
I cut her off. "THAT'S ENOUGH." I yelled back as I heard chuckling from beside me, I looked down at the shorter male as he asked one question,
"First, thanks I know I'm amazing right? Obviously, you know me, second, what's up with the name blue bell? Sounds a lil strange, Tin man."
Bomb's pov:
Bluebell eh? Sounds cool, but like... why though? I paid no mind to it and decided to order anyways. I always get my drinks a specific way. I normally get a caramel Frappuccino, made with almond milk, 3 extra pumps of caramel, whipped cream, a strawberry on top accompanied with those chocolate sprinkle thingies- they're like, just shredded chocolate. It sounds like a lot, but it's good.
"What do you want Amir?" I asked, squeezing his hand. "Uh, I'll have a tea-" Jesus this man is socially awkward. "What type of tea?" I asked again- the lady at the counter already knew what he wanted, guess they're friends or something.
He slowly reached for his tea and we went to go sit down. "This is quite a nice café" I spoke dreamily, hell this all felt like a dream. Can't believe I never focused on Amir sooner. He's perfect really.
