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Yuri Plisetsky

I had practically dragged Otabek to the nearby park where i originally had planned to meet him face to face, but, he decided to just come to my school after i had told him how i felt. Oh well.

I sat on a bench with our hands interlocked, just overlooking a bunch of kids playing and running around with the parents chatting to each other, some parents even playing along with their kids. It makes me want a child.... But i'd have to adopt... plus, i'm not exactly old enough yet... [a/n -innocent whistle-]

"You okay, Yura?", Otabek looks at me and i look back at him with a gentle smile and nod. "Its just that things have gotten so crazy after you showed up in my life... But in a good way! i swear!", i blush, trying to defend myself and explain what i meant so Otabek doesnt think its an insult or anything.  He chuckles, "I know what you mean.", he brushes some hair out of my face and tucks it behind my ear, making me flush red slightly.

"You're absolutely beautiful... God, how did someone like you end up falling for someone like me? I'm a mess and you're living the life with your rich and famous dads..", he scoots closer to me while putting a hand on the side of my face and rubbing my cheek with his thumb, "You're a hot mess if anything... You're perfect too, Beka... I dont understand how you would fall for me when i look so... Girly....", i lean into his touch as we stare at each other in the eyes.

"You are manly in everyway, dont doubt yourself, baby..", he leans closer to my face, his eyes flickering between my lips and my eyes; my eyes doing the same. I cant take the tension anymore! i pull him by the front of his leather jacket and pull him into a passionate kiss as fireworks literally start going off into the sky; i can even feel fireworks between the two of us...

He pulls away with a big smile on his face, "Are you going to become my boyfriend or not?", he grins, making me chuckle. "How does this settle for an answer?", i pull him into another kiss; each better than the last but just as magical.

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