Squid

Chapter Seven

This fic means a lot to me because before I started writing it, I hadn't written anything in close to two years. This fic was just a joke between me and a friend and I truly didn't expect myself to be able to write as much as I did. You are about to read the last chapter and I'm sure it feels to short but for me, it ended at the right time. I am really proud of myself for it and I'm happy people seem to be receiving it well. Thank you for giving it a chance.

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I was trying very hard not to obsess over the fact that Krasinski still has not kissed me. We have been on three official dates and have hung out nearly everyday. Things are going incredibly well and the only thing I can imagine happening was that he was still nervous about messing it up. I decided that if I wanted to be kissed, I had to make the first move.

Which is a lot easier said than done. I wanted it to be as perfect as possible but also spontaneous. I knew that if I tried to plan it like Krasinski might be doing, then it would take another month and I was not having it. We decided to spend the first part of our Sunday driving along the coast which was incredibly romantic. There were a few times I thought about just kissing the crap of him but it didn't feel right.

We stopped off for lunch which was definitely out of the picture because I was not about to kiss him for the first time tasting like onions. After lunch we decided to go to Freeport and walk around the shops. Krasinski needed to pick up some things for his house and I had an L.L Bean gift card with my name on it. The Lindt chocolate store was also screaming my name so I had to get a handful of chocolates for myself.

"Let's go get some hot chocolate to warm up," Krasinski suggested. "There's that Starbucks near where we parked."

I swung our hands obnoxiously back and forth and nodded. "Okay, that sounds good. We could also rest our feet and decide what we are doing for dinner."

"Yes, I am getting hungry again."

"Are you ever not hungry?" I teased him as I poked his side.

"No," he laughed.

Every time he laughed I wanted to kiss him even more but it still didn't feel right. We eventually got to the Starbucks and I grabbed Krasinski's bags for him to take to his car while he ordered our drinks. Walking back to the store I lost my breath and had to stop walking.

He chose a seat near the window and was doing something on his phone but he looked so gorgeous. It was such a beautiful day despite the chilly air and the sun was shining on him perfectly. He had his head resting in his hand and depending on the way he moved, the light bouncing off the metal in his watch created a rainbow on his face. He was wearing a simple grey sweatshirt but he looked so fucking cozy I could hardly stand it.

I took a few pictures of him, despite feeling a little bit like a stalker and decided that it was time. I was going to walk into that Starbucks and kiss his face. I ignored the fact that I kind of wanted to puke from nerves and walked into the store and up to him. He turned to look at me and smiled, his eyes were soft and inviting and made me absolutely melt. I put my hand on the side of his face and rubbed my thumb over his cheek bone, leaned over and finally kissed him.

He pulled me closer to him making me stumble a bit but I didn't mind, I would do anything to be as close to him as possible. I had a lot of hopes and dreams riding on this kiss and it surpassed all of them. It was like stretching in the morning when you first wake up and climbing into bed when you get home from a long day. It was like the way the sun shined even when it snowed or when there was a rainbow on a rainy day. It was like, it was like coming home.

I pulled away and grinned at him. "Now you don't have to be afraid of messing up our first real kiss, I did it for you."

He laughed and leaned forward and kissed me again, welcoming me back home.

Since we finally kissed, it was like we couldn't stop touching each other. If I moved my hand away from him to have a sip of my hot chocolate, he moved his hand to my leg. If he checked his phone, I rested my head on his arm. I didn't want our closeness to end and I couldn't get over the fact that he didn't want it to as well.

"So I was thinking," Krasinski put his phone down and turned to face me. He ran his hand up and down my arm then moved it to my side. "that we could just order some take out and go back to my place."

"That sounds relaxing. You'll have to bring me back to my place though, if you don't mind."

"Or," he looked at me and smiled. "you could just spend the night."

I could have sworn my entire body went up in flames but I had to act like it didn't.

"Okay, yeah. That sounds way better. Who wants to get out in the cold late at night anyway?"

Krasinski kissed me again, this time longer before pulling away and standing up. "C'mon, let's get out of here."