"You know you love me, Foster."- a sokeefe/ Keephie story

Chapter Seven

As the early morning light poured in to the crystal living room among the sleeping group, eyes peeked open to the new day. The morning was calm and slow and nice, the perfect way to start considering last night. Well, according to Sophie and Keefe, at least. Everyone else had places to be and things to do, so they didn't have much time to stay and chat. So that left Sophie and Keefe together. There wasn't a lot to talk about so they just had the conversation to get it over with.
"So......." Keefe started.
"Yea......" Sophie said while rubbing the back of her neck and looking down. Both of their cheeks had a slight tint of pink in them.
"How should this conversation go? I really don't have a clue." Keefe admitted.
"Me neither. I am totally....... I-have-no-ideas-at-this-hour-ish." Sophie complained. There was a long, awkward silence while they just sat there, thinking.(A/n ok guys I love writing this part cause it gets sokeefe-y!!!)Sophie was thinking back about memories she'd had with Keefe. She was thinking about the littlest gestures he'd given her. She also noticed that he was always there. He had comforted her in her times of need and vice versa. She also noticed she felt like she could tell Keefe anything, he felt trustworthy. Unlike Fitz. She was too nervous around him to feel like he cared and could not be trusted with anything for the risk he'll blow up about it. Plus, whenever something bad happens, all he does is shut himself off from the world. Her heart did a little flutter thing where it did cartwheels and exploded fireworks when his face showed up in her mind. No. But did she? Maybe... a possibility. Did she really have a secret crush on the Keefe Sencen? That not even she noticed?
"Thinking 'bout me again, Foster?" Keefe teased. Then he smirked one of his all-too-familiar smirks. That made Sophie turn red.
"No." Sophie said quickly.
"Well, as much as I've enjoyed our little chat," Keefe sarcastically remarked," I think I better head home soon or daddy dearest will flip. See ya next time, Foster!" He managed to yell back and wink. Sophie barely yelled back,
"See you too!" With her cheeks burning bright red.

Not Keefe's pov, but sorta Keefe's pov, but not really

As Keefe ran opposite to the Havenfield pastures, he took out his leaping crystal and called out,
"Shores of Solace..." and glittered away from the beautiful girl he loved (sorry if itz a little sappy lol). As he made it to the doors of the beachside home, he made sure he didn't look like if he had been attacked by a gorgodon. Then he knocked on the door a few times and his father came to open it.
"Why are you so late?" Lord Cassicus asked.
"I was talking with Sophie." Keefe replied.
"Your gonna tell me all of it, Hunkyhair. All of the stuff," Ro demanded," or some amboes(is this how you spell it?) will make their way into your body."
"Fine...." Keefe grumbled. Ro lead him to his room and made sure Lord Stalkercreep wasn't there to infiltrate the talk.
"Tell. Me. Everything. About. The. Talk." Ro demanded.
"Well I said,'so......' and she said,'yea.....' and to break the silence I said, 'how should this conversation go? I really don't have a clue.' And she said,'me neither. I am totally....... I-have-no-ideas-at-this-hour-ish.' And then there was a big pause and I caught her emotions resinating about me, so I said,'thinking 'bout me again, Foster?' and she said,'no.' in an obvious way that said,'you know I'm lying.' then I left. Now can I go?" Keefe said in a one-word sounding low pitch grumble. Ro said,
"Fiiiiiiiiiiiine." And Keefe went out that door, determined. He went to Atlantis to go get some things to paint with, and more or less to get a bracelet for Sophie, went back home, and he got to work. But not before his imparter rang, the name being Sophie Foster. And he would never give up a chance to see her beautiful face once more.

Back to the original story setting thingy idk wut to call

As Sophie was going on for the rest of her day, she forgot all about the morning at around three she went to a nice little cafe with Biana to chat about stuff (it was Sunday). Then after that she went back home to see Edaline cooking and started to chat with her, until she ran up to her room and was bored out of her mind. So she decided she was going to hail Keefe. The face showed up on the tiny screen and said,
"Hey, Foster." Then Sophie's heart did the cartwheel-firework duo again.
"Hey, Keefe." She answered.
"Whatcha doin'?" Keefe asked.
"Being so bored I had to call you." She replied.
"Haha, very funny, Foster." Keefe retorted.
"What're you doing?" Sophie asked.
"Making art." Keefe answered.
"Cool." Sophie responded.
"What're you doing, Foster?" Keefe asked.
"Being bored counts, right?" Sophie.
"Yup." Keefe answered. Then Sophie ended the call suddenly. But she had done that before so Keefe wasn't worried. (I'm. Doing. Too. Much. Frikin. Dialogue. Help.)

Guys, this is where you come in! Post ideas of what I should write. I'll pick the best one and feature the writer! I have writer's block, ok? Don't blame me.
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