Steve usually finds you attractive when you're in the garage fixing up cars. He likes seeing you fix things under the hood, if you know what he's looking at (｡･ω･｡). He loves when it get hot, you take off your shirt revealing your tanktop, sometimes you accidentally show a little chest. (lol I'm sorry) When you push your hair back or tie it up just gives him hella heart eyes.
"God dammit Stevie I fixed this car all by my lonesome while you where sitting there like a big wall," you wiped yourself off with your shirt it didn't matter you had like 300 others. "(Y/N) what did I tell you about calling me that?"
You looked at him with mischievous eyes and slowly said,"Not...a...damn...THING!" You quickly grabbed a towel and snapped it at him. He chased you around the DX until you both fell in the grass.
"Don't call me Stevie." He was over you looking you dead in the eye with something extra... "Alright Stevie."
You let out a few giggles before his lips slammed against yours.
"St-Steve we um," you smiled and blushed,"We need to close up." He seemed to be lost by you. "Oh yeah... let's go."
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The Outsiders Imagines (on hold)
FanfictionIt says it all in the title :) (I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS THE AMAZING S.E. HINTON DOES.)
