Cesar Diaz Imagines

5 - oops

"Alright Mr Diaz. How is it you know everything about me and I know nothing about you?"

"Because my life isn't as fascinating as yours."

"That can't be true."

"Trust me," he offers you a taste of his cookies 'n' cream ice cream since you declined to let him buy you one.

"Thanks," you place your hand over his which grasped the cone and smash the tip of the ice cream against his lips. You clasp a hand over your mouth. His eyes widen and he gives you that expression says "how could you?", "you didn't."

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry. How clumsy am I?" You say, acting innocently as he breaks into laughter, grabbing the hem of his shirt ready to bring it up to wipe the mess. No matter how much you wanted to see whatever was underneath the cloth, you had a better idea.

You grab his hand to stop him. The sudden skin contact makes you lock eyes, "Um... that's dirty. Here I'll help you," you lower his hand and step forward, kissing his lips gently for a little bit before your hand place themselves gently on his waist as he drops the ice cream only to have it splat on the floor before cupping your face sweetly which deepened the intensity of the kiss.