You Had Me @ Hello (Kickin' It Fanfiction)
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"Jack...I don't know." I say reluctantly.
"C'mon, Kim. We can do this! Don't keep me waiting, I know you want to." He says softly. I think on to our plan of rescue. My mind wanders to each capture in all that could happen if we don't do this, but all that would happen if we do. I gaze into his pleading chocolate brown eyes and get lost. Any sign of compromise goes out the window when I realize what this has come to.
"Okay..." I whisper not breaking my gaze. He smiles softly and my breathing hitches when his face nears mine. I watch his eyelids flutter closed and I soon reciprocate. He slides his arm around my waist and I'm pressed close to him. I feel the pressure of his lips before I melt into him and enjoy what was long awaited.
Being brought back together after the terrible loss of the dojo, the gang gets back on their feet to regain the friendship they lost. Rudy takes the warriors out on a a few excursion where they'll be faced with trouble, excitement, and maybe a little more than friendship. Do they stand a chance against the upcoming events? Or allow them to have their lives be forever changed?
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