forum Best friends turned lovers during a late nigh snack adventure? (O/O)

Started April 07, 2019 by @Honeybee_

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His eyes bore into hers as he said slowly, amusement lighting them up, "Get your mind out of the gutter Audry."

Her cheeks burned, “What!?” She yelled, looking up at him immediately. She hadn’t meant to say it out loud.

His eyes held immense amusement behind the contacts. "I do believe that was what you said, Dri. Would you mind telling me what, exactly, is running through that wise brain of yours?" He gasped and clapped his hands dramatically, eyes going wide. "You have a crush!"

“Who do you think that’d be?” She asked, stepping into the car and slamming her door shut, her face now firetruck red.

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He blinked in confusion. What the hell just happened? Did I do something? He hesitantly got in as well, but kept one leg out and the door open just in case she kicked him out. "Dri? I was just kidding. I'm sorry."

She covered her face, almost groaning in embarrassment, “No, no you’re fine… It’s just… everything is so weird tonight” she replied, fiddling with the strings on her hoodie. The lights assumed their position, dancing in her eyes and on her face once she had moved her hands.

He swallowed and slowly settled in his seat, closing the door. She was right, it was weird tonight. There was a weird tension between the two of them, and somehow Wolf found it hard to keep his eyes off of her tonight. He had done so well over the three and a half years. What had changed tonight?

“It feels like some sort of tension” she replied, running her hands through her hair, biting her lip and sighing softly.

"Yeah," Wolf croaked out, finding it difficult to talk while he stared at her. His eyes flicked down to her lips when she bit it, then he dragged them back up to her eyes.

She let her hand fall to her lap, glancing over at him without turning her head. She laughed softly, “what’re you looking at?” She laughed softly while shaking her head softly

"You," he said simply, then let a fake smirk cover up his near slip up. "There's really nothing else here to look at, unless you like lights and buttons."

She scoffed slightly, her blush deepening. “You like someone?” She asked, knowing they hadn’t had this conversation before in their entire friendship.

He tilted his head, thinking over his answer carefully. "There was this one girl…" he started, gauging her reaction before continuing.

“Go on” she replied, looking him in the eyes. She was curious and partly didn’t want to know at all, not wanting him to crush her hopes of ever, you know what… she didn’t have a chance.

He bit the corner of his lip as he continued, eyes darting around her face as if he was drinking up her features like he was parched. "But she never got the hint, so I gave up," he said softly. "She's too good for me anyway."

“What? You too good for any woman!” She replied, punching his arm softly. It might’ve sounded like she was joking but she was being a sincere as she could possibly be. She watched his eyes as they darted around her face, her cheeks flushing and her body heating up. She bit her lip softly.

"Dri…" he breathed, so close to admitting his feelings but holding himself back. God, what was wrong with him? He would ruin their relationship with this slip-up.
But he just couldn't find it in himself to take it back or cover it up with a joke.
His eyes flicked back down to her lips as she bit them, and he couldn't bring them back up.

“Wolf…” she spoke, her lips remaining apart after she had finished. She looked across his body, biting her lip once again as an unfamiliar yet pleasant feeling spread across her body. “So, who was this girl?” She asked, bringing his eyes up to meet hers by lifting his chin gently

He swallowed again, Adam's apple bobbing nervously. "Someone you know," he said mysteriously. "She's really smart–way smarter than me. She's also really fun to hang out with. She's got her life together, and I can't remember a single project she's started that's been left unfinished." He paused for a few thundering heartbeats. "She wants to be a doctor, which is one helluva ambitious career choice. She's also really–I mean really–gorgeous, even though she frets over the simplest things she sees as flaws." He looked away, fighting the blush threatening to creep up his cheeks.

“She sounds amazing” she cooed, hanging her head down in embarrassment. How the hell could she think she actually had a shot? The girl he was talking about sounded breathtaking. She wasn’t even half of those things he had mentioned.

"She is," Wolf said wistfully. "Too bad I'll never have a chance. Might as well get over it." He shook his head, erasing his disappointment from his mind. "We… we should go. Don't want to loiter here too long, right? Ice cream'll melt."

“Wolf. I’m not that stupid” she replied. Her cheeks had turned a bright red. “Tell me who she is” she hummed, grabbing the tubs from the back and pulling out an emergency box of plastic utensils from the compartment beside her seat. She handed him a spoon, still holding the ice cream

He grabbed the spoon, recklessly letting his fingers brush against hers and linger for some time before he forced himself to pull away. "I'm gonna need the ice cream," he said, holding up the spoon and hoping she'd back off the subject. Too close. She's pushing me too close to the truth. I'd give anything for it to become reality, but… it's not meant to be.

“I’ll tell you who I like if you tell me who you like” she muttered, looking down into the tub of unopened icecream. She tried not to react when they touched for a moment, but inside she was screaming uncontrollably.

He sighed, running his fingers through his messy hair and messing it up even more. "I can't do that, Dri," he said softly, resting the back of his head on the headrest and closing his eyes.

“Tell. Me” she whined, placingg her hand in his lap. She wanted to know so bad but did she?

He went absolutely still at her touch. This was killing him. Tonight was a mistake–though how was he supposed to know that beforehand? He wanted to kiss her, needed to. Touch her and make her his. But their friendship was more important than anything. He didn't want to ruin the one good thing in his life.
He didn't want her to run away as his parents had.
He needed her to stay.
He wanted to have her.
He didn't need the pain of rejection.

“On three?” She asked, less of a question more of a demand. She let her hand linger, her body wanting her hand to move higher up but she forced her thoughts down, waiting and paying attention for any signs that might give her a clue.