PATIENCE

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It was late at night, the moonlight peaked through your open window as you scrolled through your phone. Displayed brightly on your screen was Geto's Instagram, showcasing various photos of him, his tattoos, and his work. You ended up clicking on every post that showed him.

The two of you had been messaging back and forth after your last visit three days ago. It was around one when you got the message that made you throw your phone at the wall, squealing like a schoolgirl on steroids.

Your face was glowing and heated up as if you just stuck it in the oven.

"Hey, princess. Figured after I stole your panties I could make it up by taking you out for dinner? 🫣"

After taking a second to calm yourself, you replied excitedly. You were going out to dinner with him tomorrow after you got off work. He informed you the place would be more fancy than casual, but nothing too over the top.

In your closet was a tight black dress, the part where your chest would be was white, with extra pieces of fabric on it to form a bow over your chest. The top had a slight dip, revealing mild cleavage. It was beautiful, perfect for your date.

The next day came slower than anticipated. Each click of the clock had your leg bouncing faster and faster. You were waiting at the door of the preschool, a pack of toddlers behind you. They were all ready for pickup, with tiny backpacks and shoes on.

The group diminished quickly, leaving you with all but one toddler. Her brown curls were pinned up in a bun, now messy from her day of playing. A light pink permanently covered her cheeks, chubby with baby fat. Her eyes were a pale blue, she appeared like a baby doll. She was adorable through and through, staring up at you wide-eyed.

Leaning down, you opened your arms and she quickly stepped into them as she shoved her thumb in her mouth. She rested on your hip as you lightly bounced her.

"Where's momma?"

Her small voice questioned in your ear, muffled by the thumb still between her pouty lips. You could hear the sniffles starting, a sure sign she was to start crying.

"Mommy will be here soon, honey." You pulled back to smile down at her, "I promise." You brought your hand that wasn't supporting her body up to wipe the tears that blossomed in her eyes. She nodded, sniffing before looking up at the loud sound of an engine. You followed her gaze to see him.

Geto smiled cockily at you, one foot on the ground as he sat on his motorcycle. His hair was in his signature bun, slightly tussled from his helmet that was now resting on his knee.

He was clad in dress pants and a short-sleeved button-up. His tattooed arms were revealed, showing the watch and various silver bracelets on his wrists. His fingers were donned in his usual rings.

His eyes were focused on you before trailing down to your arms. The little girl you held buried her face in your shoulder as his gaze met her. You giggled, patting her head of curls soothingly, "Shh, it's ok."

Just as you spoke, the girl's mom pulled up. After handing the toddler off you turned your attention to Geto whose eyes never left your figure. You smiled shyly, hands fumbling with your skirt as you stepped over to him. A wide grin settled on his face as he pulled you in closer, hands on your hips as he slightly rubbed up and down.

"I thought we weren't meeting till later."

His grin widened at your words, "Couldn't wait any longer, princess. Figured I could give you a ride home, yeah?" He tilted his head to the side, and you smiled sweetly.

"You didn't have to, I can walk. Really, my house isn't that far!"

He waved his hand, handing you the helmet on his knee, "I know it isn't. Get on."

You hesitated slightly, and he smirked as he decided to take matters into his own hands and carefully put the helmet on your head. He patted the side of it lightly before gesturing for you to sit behind him.

"But-...you don't have a helmet now." You spoke as you hesitantly seated yourself behind him. "Don't worry 'bout me, doll. Gotta make sure that pretty face of yours doesn't get ruined on me."

You blushed, hidden behind the helmet as your arms wrapped around his waist. You could feel his muscles beneath his button-up, pressed against your arms and hands. Teasingly, he tensed his abs beneath your fingers.

"Hold on tight."

As soon as the words left his mouth, the bike was off. He had already known your address as he was supposed to pick you up later, but he was too impatient to wait that long to see you. Which was shocking considering Geto had always prided himself on being a patient man.

Especially in his line of work, patience is a virtue that he thought himself to be divinely blessed with. But with you, that threw it out self out the window with a loud thud. All patience was stripped from the man at the mere thought of you, and here he thought just days before you met that he thought he could wait weeks on end without complaining. Now, he could barely go a day without internally complaining due to the lack of your presence.

It wasn't long till you pulled up to your apartment building. Geto got off first and helped you off, one hand on your hip and the other in yours. He grinned as you stood up, tilting his head to look down at you before pulling the helmet off.

He chuckled at your slightly messy hair and attempted to pat it down in place which caused giggles to pass through your lips. The two of you met eyes, his hands still in your hair. You smiled, and he copied your actions as he felt his stomach flutter.

"Can't wait to see you all dressed up, princess."

You took his hand, leading him up to your apartment. Inside wasn't the biggest, however, it was decorated exactly as he expected. The colors mainly consisted of pastels, and anything light. It was cute, much like the owner he thought.

"Want anything to drink while you wait? It's probably gonna take a while." You slightly trailed off, already opening your cabinet for a glass. He stood behind you, hand effortlessly wrapping around the glass you were reaching for. His head dipped down to your ear, lips grazing your skin, "I can get it, go get ready, baby."

You shuddered, eyes closing as he pressed a delicate kiss to where your neck and shoulder met. He stepped back, eyes low as he smirked down at you. You blushed, fingers grazing over the slightly wet spot left by his lips.

"Ok, I'll be back." You rushed out, walking away. As you walked away, he lightly smacked your ass. A smirk tilted his mouth as a yelp of surprise sounded from you before you rushed off into your room, flushed.

He frowned slightly as he hoped to see your sweet face once more before you got ready.

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