"Um, that'll be me!" a boy with black hair, styled in a bowl cut hair style and dark brown eyes, approaches the counter. We both lock onto each other gazes, eyes meeting with each other, memorized by each other. My mouth slightly opening, whispering a 'wow' as if I never seen anyone like him. Our hearts thumping in sync, while everyone disappears around us, a moment just for the two of us, feels like thousands of sparks just has lit up.
"Imagine losing a bet. Couldn't be me." a copper-colored haired boy says, clearly scoffing at the bowl cut boy while interrupting the moment.
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Whether or not people make eye contact with us, it changes the way that we think about them and their feelings.
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Cafe au❤️
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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