ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ( ғɪɴɴ ᴡᴏʟғʜᴀʀᴅ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇs ! )

ᴍʏ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ

y/ns POV

richie and i were walking to go get icecream, as i felt his hand gently sway next to mine, i felt my cheeks start to heat up. but i brush it off. 

"richie?" i ask

" yes y/n?" he asks keeping eye contact with the road we were walking on

"when you look at a girl, what do you find most perfect in her?" i ask looking up at the side of his face, his curly hair dropping in between his perfect ears, and i sorta see the smile on his face.

"well y/n, a girl is always going to be perfect, no matter what they look like." he says 

i sorta drop my smile

"oh yeah."

"but youre my kind of perfect." he says looking at my face

i look back up at him and smile

"oh uhm, thank you" i say with a light giggle

as we reach the icecream shop, i had a strong feeling to hold his hand. 

i slightly put my hand in his.

"youre my kind of perfect" i whisper to him

his cheeks turn red hot and thats when it was his time to order

"i-i- ill get uh- uhm a-" 

i giggled at how he was cute when he stuttered and nervous

we go and sit back down eating our icecream

we start to tell eachother jokes and laugh at eachother

when richie wipes icecream off my nose

"you had some right here dork" 

"richie i think i have some on my lips, could you help me?" 

he blushed

i smile at him and roll my eyes

i place my lips on his and pull away.

i smile and look back down at my seat

"perfect" he states