You awake to a beam of sunlight peeping through the window and striking you in the eyes. You blink a few times before adjusting your head position.
Though while doing so, you try to be slow and calm as to not wake Imane as she was peacefully sleeping on your chest.
She was laying stomach first, her head on your shoulder, her arm stretched over your torso, and her leg wrapped over yours.
You hold back the urge to kiss her atop of the head. Yet, you do it anyways. You give her a quick peck on the top of her head, then replacing your lips with your hand. You play with her hair a bit and she audibly moans.
"Y/n?" She whispers, barely conscious.
"Yeah..?"
"Thank you"
"For?"
"Staying with me..."
"No problem..."
She nuzzles her head into your chest some more. She shifts her head up towards you and asks, "can I ask you something?"
"Yeah"
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"No"
"Have you ever had a girlfriend?"
"Yes"
She nods, accepting your answer. "Have you ever been in love...?"
"Um....yeah, I think so"
You stop and think about her, the one that got away. Everyone had the cliche girl they crushed on that they never made a move on until it was too late. Yours was as cliche as it got.
"What was it like....being in love?"
You stop for a minute, reminiscing.
"Well, it was amazing. Like a feeling I can't explain... But I uh, fucked that up so.."
"How so?...if you don't mind..."
You nod reassuringly.
"We met as kids actually. Like kindergarten. We were really young. And we always played games at recess or partnered up on projects. She was the cutest, and the smartest... Anyways, eventually she admitted to having a crush on me and I froze...I didn't know what to say... And for 5 years, until senior year, I didn't tell her how I felt....and we graduated. And I gave her a hug...and haven't seen her since...."
Imane stares at your empathetically.
"And you never messaged her or anything?" She asks.
"Nope. She went on to the University of Michigan to become a big time doctor, and I'm a film student whos just now getting anywhere in life..."
"Y/n, that's not true...you made something of yourself before"
You just shake your head and sigh, "doesn't count"
She crawls up your body, now face to face.
"It counts to me..."
"Thank you, Imane"
She leans in quickly, stealing a kiss and feeling your chest up.
"What happened to you wanting to wait?"
"Oh yeah...I say that to every guy to weed out the ones who are just trying to fuck me."
"And I passed the test?"
"Yep, A+"
"What do I get?"
She chuckles, "you want a medal?"
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Two Lone Artists (Male Character x 100T Girls and more)
FanfictionYou're a lone film maker, now 26 years old. You found success quickly out of college, but due to the pandemic, you lost all momentum and had to move back in with your mom for a while. That all changes when you get an offer of a lifetime from the 100...