✨joshua bassett and ricky bowen imagines and preference ✨

😚 imagine: first kiss?

requested by -MissSwan 🧡

Detention.

It was the last thing you wanted to be in, shrugging your coat off and sat on one of the chairs.

Usually, Mr. Mazzara let it slide when you give one of those snarky comments during his class.

"As for you Ms. Y/S/N, you'll be joining by our Troy Bolton of the year!" he chimed in, interrupting your reading session.

"It's Ricky." the boy repeated for the tenth time.

" I expect you two to be on your seats until I come back. Four hours and addition to Mr. Bowen. " you raised a brow at your teacher.

"And another hour for you Ms. Y/S/N for that look on your face."

"There we go." you said sarcastically.

"Another one on that too." he raised his voice.

"You better watch your mouth missy." he gritted through his teeth.

"Like I care—"boy, Mr. Mazzara really likes me, you thought.

" Quiet down." the boy sitting behind you leaned trying to save you from—

"You'll have the same time like little missy here then." you scoff, expecting Mr. Mazzara to do such thing.

"I-I was just shutting her up—"

"Welcome to my world, Bolton." you muttered.

"It's Ricky!"

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It's been an hour and you've been dreading to go out this Detention.

"Hey, Bolton. Do you wanna sneak—"

"Do whatever you want." Ricky sigh, busy reading through a script.

" Suit yourself but don't snatch any of my foods when I come back." with that Ricky shot you a look and grabbed his jacket.

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" Look, if you want a food at least help me here." Ricky observed the place surely, before following you.

"Oh my gosh, there's chocolate pudding!" his eyes sparkled seeing the storage full of chocolate pudding.

"Uhuh." totally different from before Ricky, he excitedly grasp a number of chocolate pudding inside his jacket.

"You don't like an adventure do you, Bolton?"

"I so am! I like a-adventures." he stuttered, you gave him a smile when he carried the other foods.

"Really?" then an idea pops through your head.

"Then I dare you—"

"I'm not dumb to fall for any of your plans, Y/N." you shrugged and proceeded on heading to the detention room.

"I'm not planning anything. It's just that you look like you need to loosen up with the drama class." Ricky coughed awkwardly, which made you frown but quickly shook it away.

"I'm not uptight if that's what you mean."

"Yes, you are." you debated.

"Then what are you so anxious for?"

"Ricky think about this—you tried to interrupt me with my battles with dragon back there and not wanting to sneak out." you pointed, Ricky bowed his head while struggling to open the chocolate pudding.

"I'm right, am I?" Ricky somewhat shivered when you accidentally met his hand when you tried to help him—making you two flustered.

"I guess..."

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"Let me get this straight, you're here because of doing nothing?" Ricky asked, bewildered. You made a playful smile and nodded.

"I'm the apple of the eye of Mr. Mazzara." Ricky chuckled hearing that.

"I guess I know why."

"What makes you say that?" Ricky coughed, didn't meant it to be straightforward.

"W-Well, you're bold." you shot him a look.

"I-I meant—you're very brave and vocal with your feelings." Ricky stuttered while licking the chocolate pudding through his lower lip.

Raising a brow, you leaned forward.

" Really?" you didn't know what or who possess you—

"What...are you...?" Ricky breathes, holding the pudding losely.

"I don't know...?" slowly, Ricky leans forward.

"Oh—I'm sorry, I-I don't know what has gotten into me." your eyes widen in surprise when your lips gently brushed with his.

You could taste the sweet chocolate through his lips. Closing her eyes, you allowed him.

"Your first kiss?" Ricky asked, cheeks flushed.

"Me too." he said, shyly.

"Y-Yeah. Am I that bad?" you asked anxiously, that made him smirk.

"No, you're just perfect." he prepared himself to lean.

"Not bad for a first kiss from anxious Troy Bolton." you joked.

"It's Ricky for the hundredth time!"