Jimmy Hopkins (Bully)

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note: dA. "Bikes" request from St3amPunk on dA

Free - adj. able to act or be done as one wishes

"Wahoo!" you yelled excitedly. You had just gotten a brand-new bike; with Jimmy's help, it went really fast!*
You grinned as you picked your feet up off of the pedals. It was so fun to go downhill; you always loved the way the wind felt in your face.
You didn't like having a face-full of ground, though! Which would have happened if Jimmy weren't there to break your fall.
"Jimmy!! Are you alright?" you asked the boy you were on top of. You paid no mind to the position you were in, or the light blush on the male's cheeks.
"Uh, yeah. I'm fine." He laughed lightly as he sat up, which moved you to sit in his lap, legs on both sides of his waist.
"Are you sure? You're face is red!" You leaned forward to get a better look at his face. However, you definitely didn't expect to have your first kiss taken by your best friend.
"Waah! Jimmy, what was that for?!" you asked, covering your mouth with your hands. The boy simply grinned.
"I'll take it as payment for fixing up your bike later," was the reply. A blush dusted your cheeks as you moved your hands to his shoulders, tilting your head to the side and placing your mouth to his,
"And, uhm, that's for, uh..." Jimmy laughed lightly.
"I love you..." he said, wrapping his arms around your waist.
The heat on your cheeks intensified. "Wha-whatever," you mumbled, nuzzling your face into his neck. He laughed again.

*reference to Shop Class; whenever Jimmy takes this class, the bike he works with gets improved

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