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(Your Outfit)
"Baby boy," Y/n snaps her fingers in front of Justin's face. "Take a picture of them. I can guarantee that it'll last longer." he sticks his middle finger at her. She giggles as she takes a sip of her sweet tea.
They were at a table of their own, 'secretly' watching the basketball team and their sweaty muscles and bodies. Justin couldn't stop himself from staring.
"You got a whole boyfriend. You can't be -" "I'm not playing the field... But, I like the view." he mumbled, causing Y/n to nearly spit her drink out of her mouth.
"And, it seems that I'm not alone." Y/n furrowed her brows and she looked to find some of the boys looking in their direction. Her skin thankfully hid how embarrassing it was to be caught on the spot.
"Number 45 likes what he seeing right now," Justin said, turning his attention towards her. "And it's not me he's eye fucking."
Y/n took off her shades as she took a sip from her straw. One of the boys ended up tripping and falling onto the hard floor.
She felt worried, running towards the pitiful boy. "Hey, are you okay?" he lifted his arm up to find a scratch on his elbow. "Yeah, nothing I can't handle."
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Y/n lends her hand out for him to take. She then grabbed the red elbow and blew on it. His eyes watched her every movement and he couldn't help but smile at her.
"I caught you looking at me..." she sighed shakily and nodded. "I liked the view that was in front of me.... Is that wrong?" her voice was so low yet it sent shivers down his spine.
"Never... Hell, I was doing the same thing when I laid my eyes on you. I never seen anyone as enchanting to my eyes as you are." the words spilled easily out of his mouth, making the little brown girl smile.
