Océane's Eyes

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I pace back and forth in my living room, I didn't give Reggie a specific time to show so he isn't particularly late but still, it's taking forever for him to get here.

I occasionally unconsciously check my breath

He might not even kiss you

And just my overall look and scent. My cherry blossom victoria secret body mist is doing a good job but I have this low key fear that it will ware off by the time he gets here. I feel my phone buzz and release it from my anxious tight grip.

What happened to knocking on the door or the bell?

Reggie: Come get the door🙃

I read the text. Taking in a few

Okay, maybe more than a few

Deep breaths I check the hallway mirror to make sure I don't look like I'm having a panic attack and open the door.

"Yello" I foolishly blurt out

He seems not to notice what I said, he looks angry or just disappointed and tired.
"Hey" he greets and wraps me in a hug, I reciprocate and we both walk in.

He still has his white and blue basketball jersey on.

"Just finished practice?" I start off the conversation.

"Yeah, if you can even call it practice" he says frustrated as he slumps on the couch.

"What's wrong?" I ask, reading the room.

"Get this. The coach said we had to recruit new team members from the lower grade"

I nod giving him the go ahead to continue and my full attention.

"These niggas play like shit, and as the captain I had to tell them, and I did. But the coach kept letting them into the fucking team. We are loosing the next game I can so feel it"

He's done narrating and slumps back on the couch rubbing his temple with his index finger and thumb.

"But they still have you" I say, trying to cheer him up.

He looks over at me and smiles weakly before saying "unfortunately I'm not enough"

"But you can train them, your freaking great at basketball. I'm sure you can turn some punny little kids into Micheal jordan if you put your mind to it."

Our eyes lock and he simply says "thanks Océane"

I reply with a smile and we exchange a tighter better hug than the first.

He gets up and walks into the kitchen and I follow him behind. I watch as he gets a water bottle out from the fridge and gulps it down.

Guys have this super power with a water bottle

He walks over to the sink and pours some water in his hair and on his face.

"So, what are we doing. Netflix? Eating? Cause I'm hungry"

"Both" I reply enthusiastically

"Niceee" he grins and tosses the water bottle into the trash, perfect landing.

Unlike me

"But first.... I need to tell you something" I start, getting hesitant. I know if I push it till after netflix and eat, I won't have the courage

He narrows his eyes as he walks over to me and says "I knew it, I knew you had something to say. What's wrong, is it Zeke?"

"Uhmm no,... It's you"

"What did I do?" He almost yells in shock.

I laugh at his reaction and reply "not in a bad way, I'll just get to the point."

He leans on the counter with his arms folded and all attention on me. I feel like I'm about to give a speech to a thousand hormonal teenagers, any wrong word and it will haunt me for the rest of my life.

"Uhmm, Reginald, I like you... Well I don't like you but,

First wrong word

no wait I don't not like you I just don't like like you

Second, I'm really shit at this

but you like like me and I want us to..."

I didn't notice he had walked up to me while I was talking cause my head was down, until he lifted my chin up and out eyes met.

He's leaning forward, more like downward. Shit, what do I do

The anxiety is replaced with pure ecstasy when our lips meet. And the french kiss I've occasionally fantasized about comes true.

It takes me by surprise when he lifts me up and has his palms securely under my bum. I can tell why he did it though, crouching to my level didn't seem the most comfortable for him.

As we deepen the kiss and I get shocked by our outstanding sexual chemistry, I wrap my legs tightly around his torso and he has his hands under my ass to keep me from falling.

By the time we break the kiss I realize he had kept me on the counter.

"Took you long enough" he says and we both laugh. I know it's pointless but I still try to hide my blushing cheeks.

He helps me off the counter and we akwardly bump into each other as we both make it to the living room.

Well.. what now?

"You getting the snacks?" He asks before sitting on the couch. How is he so chill about it, the male gender; I wish I had their cool.

"Sure" I reply and scan the kitchen for any 'snacks'. Mum isn't into junk food, we just have cereal and... Ya, everything else is organic.

Oh, I do have a stash of pringles in my room. Not stash per say, just two big sizes and that's my supply for a whole month.

I try not to overthink it and live in the moment. "where you heading?" Reggie asks as I am about to jog upstairs.

"To get snacks"

"From your room?" He asks confused and chuckles.

"Yeah, mum doesn't keep any in the kitchen so I'm sacrificing my pringles so you owe me"

He looks at me for a while, not knowing what to question in particular but finally says "don't worry, just come here"

And pats the space next to him.

I don't question his request and just walk over and sit next to him. I lay my head on his chest and his arm wraps my shoulder and pull me closer in a tight comfortable cuddle.

Sevens note

It took her long enough 😂💔

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