𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

eyes on you pt2 - kenan yildiz

kenan didn't let go of your hand the entire walk to the gelato shop.

Every few steps, he'd glance down like he still couldn't believe you were actually there beside him. Then he'd look away fast like he didn't want you catching him.

(You caught him every time.)

When you entered the shop, the cold air hit your face and kenan immediately stepped closer, like his first instinct was to keep you warm. His arm brushed yours. Butterflies had activated.

"What flavor?" he asked.

"What's your favorite?" you said without thinking.

He blinked, surprised. "Pistachio."

You smiled. "Then I'll try it."

Now he had butterflies. You could practically see them flying behind his eyes.

While the worker scooped your gelato, kenan paid flat out ignoring your attempt to pull out your wallet.

"No" he said, shaking his head with that small smile. "I invited you."

"But-"
"But nothing."
He chuckled. "Let me be a gentleman for once."

You rolled your eyes, but your face was definitely warm.

You two took your gelato outside, sitting on the low stone wall in front of the shop. The sun was soft, the street was quiet, and for a moment....it felt like the whole world slowed down.

"So," you said, kicking your feet a little. "Do you always ask girls out after training?"

kenan nearly choked on his spoon.
"What? no no no you're the only girl that I li-"

You laughed so hard you had to put your cup down.

"Relax, superstar. I'm joking."

kenan covered his face with his hands for a second, groaning dramatically.
"I swear you're going to kill me" he mumbled, peeking at you between his fingers.

You nudged his knee with yours. "I like seeing you flustered."

He dropped his hands as his eyes widened . "You do?"

"Yeah. It's cute."

His ears turned red. Actually red.

"I, uh... I like when you look at me" he said quietly.

Your heart went boom.

He looked down at his gelato, shy. "During training, I mean. I always see you. Even if it's just for a second."

"You looked back" you teased.

"I know," he admitted softly. "I couldn't help it."

He looked up at you then,eyes warm, honest, full of something sweet that made your stomach flip.

You didn't say anything.

You just smiled back, and that alone made his shoulders relax, like your smile was something he'd been waiting for.

A breeze brushed your face, and the little crooked flower he'd given you earlier slipped from behind your ear. You reached for it, but kenan caught it midair with quick reflexes (footballer perks).

He held it up, studying it.
"You kept it," he said.

"Of course I did."

"Can I...?"
He reached toward you, slow and careful, waiting for you to move away.

You didn't.

He gently tucked the flower back behind your ear, fingertips brushing your cheek. The touch was soft barely there but it sent electricity straight down your spine.

Kenan swallowed, looking at you a little too long.

"y/n..." he whispered, "Can I tell you something?"

You nodded.

"I really like you, I always have" he said, voice quiet but real. "More than I meant to."

You felt your breath catch.

You placed your hand on top of his, still resting on your cheek.

"I really like you too, kenan."

He froze like that sentence was the biggest goal of his life.

Then he smiled, slowly and his heart was melting.

"Good," he said softly. "That means I can do this."

He leaned in not for a kiss on the lips but on your cheek.

and you realized something

for the first time, you didn't feel nervous around him.

you just felt... right.