Random Sokeefe Oneshots

Imparter

"And he got me flowers! Can you believe it? Tam Song, got me, Biana Vacker, flowers!"  Biana squeals through the imparter to Sophie. Lately, she has been calling her a lot more often with updates about her crush. Tam apparently likes to do little romantic gestures, like leaving notes on her vanity mirror or making homemade mallowmelt, and Biana loves every second of it. 

Sophie grins, "He must really like you. I don't understand why you aren't dating him yet, you obviously have feelings for each other." 

Biana rolls her eyes, "Why aren't you and Keefe together, huh?" 

Sophie freezes, hoping that Biana doesn't notice Keefe is sleeping soundly on her stomach right now. She didn't know whether or not to tell her that Sophie and Keefe are dating. 

She feels him grin against her stomach, nuzzling his nose on her skin. Sophie pulls the screen of the Imparter higher up so Biana doesn't catch a glimpse of him in the corner. "Well, I have no idea what you're talking about. Keefe doesn't even like me that way so..." 

Keefe pulls his head up to smirk at her, mouthing the words, "Yes I do!" 

Sophie rolls her eyes. 

"You are so oblivious, Sophie. He's constantly flirting with you, finding random excuses to be near you, and you still don't know! If you don't ask him out, I'll find someone else to ask you out" Biana raises an eyebrow. 

Sophie sighs, "Fine. Set me up with someone, Cupid." 

"What's a Cupid?"

"Forget I said that part."

Keefe's brows draw together. He gestures for her to go on mute, and she does. "What do you want, Keefe? She's gonna know we're dating if she sees you on top of me like this." 

He draws light circle on the back of her wrist, "I don't want you to get set up with some random guy," 

"So do you want me to tell Biana we're dating?" Sophie points the Imparter to the wall so she can't see that she's talking with her boyfriend. 

He grumbles, "No..." 

"Sophie? Sophie Foster?" Biana whines from the screen. Sophie unmutes and brings the Imparter back to her face, but Keefe doesn't part his hand from her wrist. He continues to draw lazy strokes with his thumb, making it very hard to concentrate on Biana's prattling. 

"Are you even listening to me, Sophie?" She snaps. 

Keefe clears his throat loudly, "She's listening." 

Biana gasps, erupting into squeals, "Is that Keefe? Tell me that is Keefe laying in bed with you!" 

"...It's Keefe." She grumbles. 

"Oh my gosh! Show me!" 

Sophie turns the Imparter to where Keefe's chin is resting comfortably on her stomach, and Biana screams, "Oh. My. Gosh! Has he been there the whole time? Are you dating?"

"Yes and yes." Keefe says with a grin. 

Super short but I need to focus on getting sleep before school starts