Randy finally cut the engine off, having parked by the curb near their apartment. We all began to unbuckle our seatbelts, and soon, made our way up to their front door.
'Fresh" by Kool and the gang, instantly became audible as we walked inside their apartment.
I looked around, instantly noticing how rowdy their pad was. There were people dancing, some drinking by a table, a random couple making out by a corner, and a few people by the bathroom door, gathered together trying to sniff up half of Peru.
I glanced at Sheri, cocking a brow in slight amusement.
I didn't recognize anyone around me, except for who I came here with.
Soon enough, Sheri had left with Randy to go dance, and Marty went to talk up a girl, sitting alone on the maroon couch.
I made my way past a few people, going over to the table and looking around for something to snack on. It was then I'd noticed out of my peripheral vision, a guy approaching the table.
I was taken back a little, as I realized it was El DeBarge. I tried to stay calm and collected, about to grab a piece of pretzel when, I felt his hand touch mine.
We both pulled away and the charismatic young man let out a small chuckle. "You can take it." He gestured.
"No no that's fine, have it." I rambled, feeling a warm coating of blush, spread across my cheeks.
"No really, you can have it. I'm not really hungry anyway." He played it off. "Here." He grabbed the pretzel and placed it in my hand.
My gaze flickered down at my hands, then back up at him in shyness. "Hey, aren't you that chick from Miami Vice?"
He cocked a brow my way, turning to face me to get a better look at me. "Yeah.. How'd you know?" I mentally cussed myself for having asked such a dumb question.
"Well, I just might happen to watch Miami Vice. Miss..?" He teased while leaning in a little closer, reaching out to tuck a lose curl behind my ear.
"Uh Y-Y/n." I nervously stuttered, hoping he wouldn't catch onto my attraction to him.
"Y/n.." He tauntingly purred, now placing his index finger under my chin. His gaze fixated on mine.
"I'm Eldra, pleasure to meet you Miss Y/n." He boldly placed a peck on my lips. A small smirk forming on the corners of his lips, as his gaze was momentarily unreadable.
I was slightly taken back by the kiss, falling deeper into my shy nature. I wasn't used to being approached in such way.
Eldra pulled away, chuckling at my flustered expression. "You're real pretty you know that?"
"Thank you.. You're not bad yourself." I cordially replied, cracking a small grin, as I took the opportunity to admire his gorgeous features up and close.
I still couldn't believe he kissed me.
I felt Eldra's hand reach for mine and lace our fingers together, a complimentary smile on his lips. "Let's go somewhere more.. Private." He suggested while nodding towards a door nearby.
"Mhm." I hummed in agreement and let him lead the way, without questioning.
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You Wear It Well
FanfictionIt's 1985, DeBarge is dominating the charts with their hit single "Rhythm of the night". You're an actress who just starred in a Miami Vice episode. Your friend/roommate Sheri, invites you along to a party at the DeBarge brothers' apartment. What wi...