For all you Kian readers...
Credit to pix3lharts
KIAN X READER
Skate with Me
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"Can you do it?" Kian challenged, his eyebrow lifting.
"I can do it," you assured, eyes steady to his, you really wanted him to believe you.
Kian chuckled, grabbing your wrist lightly and pulling you onto the hot road.
Your feet were snug in your worn black coverse, which ironically matched Kians, your hair sat in a top knot, little wisps of free hair framing your face. The sun beat down hard on you, reflecting light in your glasses and heating up ground you stood upon.
"Ok, step one," Kian instructed formally, "Get on the skateboard without falling off."
"Simple enough," you breathed nervously. Kian ran his fingers roughly through his Blonde hair, his lips twitching as he tried to refrain from giggling.
"Shut up-" you said, stepping up on the board. At once, the skateboard shifted under your weight, causing you to lurch forward towards the ground. Two strong arms caught you around your arms, pushing you back upright. Kian smirked devilishly, eyeing you, "You were saying?"
You tried to look serious, but couldn't help grinning.
"Come on Kian, I want to come with you and the boys tonight, but I have no idea what I'm doing!" you pleaded.
"Ok, here." Kian said softly. He adjusted his hands to your waist, one hand clutching either of your sides. Your eyes fixed to the ground, avoiding contact whilst your cheeks warmed rose from Kian's touch.
"Babe," Kian cooed cheerfully.
You chewed your lower lip, eyes flicking up and holding his gaze as he guided you across the road. The board bumped lightly on the road, and soon you were laughing with Kian.
"Don't let me go!" you said nervously.
Kian squeezed your hips lightly, "I won't!"
But he did. For one moment his hands were on you, and the next they weren't, but you were still moving steadily and comfortably forward.
"Oh my god!" you cried out in a panic.
"No no, you have it!"
You held your breath, leaning forward a bit and guiding the board where you wanted it with a bit of effort.
"Agh!" you yelped and hopped off, the skateboard launching across the road as you tumbled off.
Kian offered you a firm hand, smiling in response to your scowl, "See, you can do it!"
"Sure, but you lied," you pouted.
"Only because I believed in you."
You couldn't help but break out into a smile, laughing as you fell into Kian's shoulder, nuzzling into his tank top whilst he pressed his lips to your forehead.
"Come on," he said, " We still have a while to go."
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You weren't bad. You weren't good yet, but you weren't bad.
It was ten thirty at night, and you and the boys had skated to a questionable looking gas station. The sky was a black canvas dotted in shimmering gold freckles, and the only light came from buildings and streetlamps. As you steered in, you pushed your weight forward, overtaking a giggling Jc.
"Hey, not bad for a rookie!" Jc hollered.
The wind caught in your hair, your arms out wide, you called out, "I had a good teacher!"
You, Kian, Jc, and Ricky hopped off your boards.
"This looks dingy," Ricky stated, eyeing the spray painted building.
"I don't care, I want some fries, and I want them now," Jc said, shrugging.
"It looks cool," Kian spoke.
"Ugh, fine," Ricky said with a sassy tone, "Take me to the greasy goodness, Jc."
The two boys chuckled and raced into the run down store.
You headed after them, but stopped when you realized Kian wasn't following.
"Not hungry," he shrugged, "for food, at least," he teased, eyes looking you over.
You smirked, "Yeah?"
Kian stood on his board, his skin glowing under the lights of the gas station.
You turned and walked over to him, wrapping your arms loosely around his hips.
"Thanks for saving me from a lot of embarrassment tonight," you said softly.
"Aw, come on princess, anything for you," he scrunched his face up adorably.
"You know I rarely hang out with you guys like this, so it means alot you'd do this, and bring along your awkward girlfriend tonight."
"Are you kidding?" Kian said, "They love you."
You smiled and stood on your tiptoes, barely reaching Kian as he stood on his board. Kian bent over you, head tilting, lips molding into yours. Your chests rose and fell together, soft lips joined as Kian cupped his hand around your jaw. His tongue slid between your teeth when-
"GOALS!" screamed Ricky from behind you.
You pulled away, turning to face him. Your back pressed to Kian's front as he wrapped his arms around you from behind.
"Ricky," you snorted.
Jc emerged second later, a packet of greasy fries in his hands, he looked at Kian, and then to you.
"Hot makeout sesh?" he yawned lazily.
"N-" you began.
Kian cut you off, "Na, guys, we're saving that for later."
All you could do was stammer and blush furiously to the sound of Jc and Ricky's hollers.
