Jenna x Reader One-Shots

An Inspiration 4

A/N: Cairo x Reader

NUMERO FOURO

WOOP WOOP

(can't believe i have to wait till February 19th)

HERE WE GO!

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Y/n's POV:

I sit beside Cairo, opening her chair for her and moving my laptop in front of her as I begin to show her the PowerPoint that I showed everyone last week, I notice her take out her notebook and begin to take notes on what I'm explaining to her. I notice her nod her head along with a few things, making sure to speak slower so she has a chance to write down the key information.

"Here, relax for a second." I say, handing her the coffee that I got her this morning, noticing her set her pencil down and grin, glancing at me, taking a sip of her coffee. She hums, nodding her head.

"Thanks." She thanks, quietly, glancing between my eyes as she leans back in her chair and offers another sweet smile, taking another sip, a longer sip but still a sip. I grin, facing the screen and let my shoulders fall, turning the laptop to face me, changing to another PowerPoint. I can feel her eyes on me, but I pretend not to notice. I don't wanna notice. I move to face the laptop toward her, again, noticing her read the name of the PowerPoint, her eyes shooting to meet mines. "What is this?" She asks me, sitting up straighter as she stares at the screen. Anxiety radiating off of her as she continues to stare at the title of the screen.

I glance at the screen then back at her, itching the side of my neck as I exhale softly, glancing at the screen and then at her.

"I have... set up a gathering with all the best writer's and writing agents I know. I sent them pieces of your work." I inform her, noticing her eyes soften as she looks at the PowerPoint then at me, her mouth falling open slightly.

"Miss... I... You... Wow." She lets out, completely speechless. I press the down arrow to show one of the best writing agencies.

"Now, I'm going to give you information on every person at this person so you know who to impress, who to talk too for different advice on different things. I'm doing this because I can see endless beauty in your work. And I feel like all of it is only right if I show you the best people to talk too. The one's that will look out for you. The one's that will treat you right." I explain to her, her eyes piercing into my soul as I notice her press her lips tightly together, her lips pursing out. "Here." I say softly, handing her a tissue, noticing her lunge forward, hugging me tightly. I stare ahead in surprise, chuckling softly and rubbing her back, welcoming her hug.

"Thank you, Y/n." Cairo thanks me, sincerely, pulling away yet staying close to me, wiping her tears with the tissue that I gave her. I grin, glad to see her so happy at this opportunity. I rub her back, glancing between her eyes as I notice her sniffle and run a hand through her hair, sighing softly and facing me, slowly smiling. "I look a mess, don't I?"

"No, no, no, no, no. You..." I let my shoulders fall and take the tissue from her, wiping her tears for her. "You look like every writer who is about to get a writing agency." I confess, laughing softly, hearing her angelic laugh with me. She rests her head on my shoulder and sighs softly. "You okay? You ready to keep going?"

"Yes, Y/n." She replies, looking at me through her eyelashes, I turn and look into her eyes, glancing between her eyes and grin, her eyes are dark but welcoming, sweet but toxic— correction, toxic... but addicting. "Yes?" She asks, a soft smirk tugging on her lips as her head removes from my shoulder and our lips are inches away from one another, her eyes are eagerly glancing between mines. My heart pounds against my chest, ready to stop at any moment. I notice her somewhat closer than before, I quickly turn my head away. I clear my throat.