𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬; huey freeman imagines

dictionary

"Hey Huey?" i asked

"Yeah y/n," he replied

"What does acumen mean?" I inquired

"Do I look like a dictionary to you?" He snapped at me

"I-I just thought that since you read a lot and understand words like that, that you'll know the definition, I'm sorry," I rambled

"It means the ability to make good judgements and quick decisions," He said and went back to reading his book

"What's gotten into you Huey Freeman?" I asked

He changed. A lot. One day he just started to be rude towards me, and I don't know why. I don't know what I did to make him angry at me.

"Nothing's wrong with me," he replied as he still had his nose in the book he was reading

"Well there has to be, you were nice to me until a week ago, and I don't know what I did to make you hate me," my voice cracked at the verge

"I don't hate you," he said as he finally looked at me

"Well you're sure acting like it." I said as I stood up to walk out of his room

When I walked past him he grabbed my arm and yanked me and I fell on him.

Huey held me in the place we were in; me on top of him.

"I don't hate you," he sounded sincere

"Then why are you being rude to me?" I asked

"Because I-" he started, "this was much easier in my head,"

"Spit it out Huey," I said

"I like you, and not in a friend way," he said and looked away from me.

I turned his face so he would look at me. I leaned in and carefully pressed my lips to his, I felt him kiss back, God was it perfect. after a few seconds, we pulled away, we looked into each other's eyes, my lips parted I looked at his lips then back up to his eyes. asking for permission to kiss him again.

he pulled me back into a kiss, and this time it was more passionate; rougher.

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sorry i didn't update yesterday i was babysitting