Keefe's hair 101

11th

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"Where is she...?" Keefe murmured to himself as he surveyed the party room.
It was fitz's party.
About a hundred people Keefe doesn't know filled 3 rooms.
Sophie was invited- so a positive!
But first he had to find her...
Keefe sighed after an unsuccessful search. He decided to go out the front to escape the atmosphere. Maybe he would bump into her...
No luck.
He wandered over to the porch swing. He missed Sophie's smile. When went around to the front of the swing he stopped short.
Sophie was sitting on it. Wearing a beautiful dress. She was distracted with the sunset that she didn't notice Keefe there. When Keefe made a choked sound, she looked up in fear. "Uh- h-hi, Keefe," she stammered.
"What... what are you doing here?" Keefe asked breathlessly.
Sophie looked away. "I, um, get overwhelmed easily..."
"What's wrong with that?" Keefe asked as he sat next to her. "All I know right now is- here the is the sunset, here am I, and here you are."
Sophie smiled at Keefe, scooting closer. "I guess so..."
"So I can?"
"Sure."
Keefe pulled her even closer by her waist. Sophie squeaked and swallowed nervously. "Sorry, is that too much?" Keefe apologised, pulling his hands away. Sophie didn't say anything so Keefe took that as a yes.
Sophie stared at the sunset.
"No. It's okay. I'm not used to you being like this..." Sophie smiled weakly.
Keefe slowly put his hands back. "...are you sure it's ok?"
Sophie murmured into his ear, "yes."
She looked up at him and Keefe pressed his lips onto hers. It was just like all the other times...
Amazing.
Keefe put his hand that wasn't in a cast behind Sophie's head.
"Keefe?" Someone called.