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princesachicana · 2 years

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𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬 (conrad fisher x reader)

description: your new job has conrad’s mind spiraling.

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Conrad was a very supportive boyfriend, he’d been there for each and every cheer competition, he’d had your back when your parents judged your career choices. But right now it took a lot for him not to speak his mind.

“So how do I look?” You asked spinning in a circle showing off your new work uniform. When you told him about getting a new job a week ago, he thought his perfect innocent girlfriend would apply to some bake shop. He was super wrong. You’d applied at a sports bar to be a waitress! If it was any other waitress job he’d be fine. But this one was packed full of snobby frat dudes who’d ogle his girl the whole time.

The uniforms. The tiny booty shorts did little to conceal your ass, the bikini top had your breasts nearly spilling out of the top. God you looked so beautiful . “You look good enough to bend over this counter.” Conrad smirked, wrapping his arms around your body. Would trying to seduce you before work be evil? Maybe he’d get to have you all to himself for the rest of the night you’d forget the whole job thing. “That’s very tempting but my shift starts in 30.” You stood on tip toes placing kisses all across his face, landing the last one onto his lips.

“Can i come with?” Conrad’s question causes you to giggle, “Oh you’re serious?” You said when you noticed his frown. “Yeah why wouldn’t i be? just wanna look out for you.” His fingers absentmindedly massaged your hips lightly. “I’ll be fine you stay here and I’ll be back in 4 hours!” He almost ran and trapped you, so you wouldn’t be able to walk out that door, but as he watched you leave excited,he wouldn’t ruin your mood.

Conrad couldn’t concentrate, his mind kept running back to you in those booty shorts, how other undeserving dudes were looking at you tonight. He wasn’t one of those boyfriends that controlled what you wore. Even at parties if dudes tried to feel up on you while he stepped away for a second he’d pull you away immediately. If the dudes were brave enough they’d try to pick a fight with Conrad which in return didn’t end up well for them.

All he could do was stare at the clock, watching it as it ticked by waiting for your shift to end. The thoughts that were going through his mind at the moment weren’t good. He’d wonder if you would even mention if a guy made you uncomfortable. He knew that you always tried to avoid conflict as best as you could. So the thought of a guy making lewd comments or worse touching you, and you not mentioning it to any one at your job scared him.

The sound of the door opening and closing has Conrad on his feet in no time. “Woah hey baby!” You say as he quickly grips onto your hips. “Missed you too!” You laugh when he smothers your chest and neck with kisses. “How was your day?” When he pulls away he examines your figure, he has the most attractive girlfriend ever. Even now with a baggy shirt over your uniform, you were beautiful.

“It was so good! all the girls are so sweet!” You gushed about your new co-workers. Conrad felt his body relax, you sounded like everything was fine but he was still going to ask. “The customers though?” You pursed your lips “You know how it is, some people complain about stupid things.” You rolled your eyes. “But look! I almost got 700 dollars in tips today!” You pulled money out of your back pockets. Conrad raised an eyebrow “Must have provided good service then!” he kissed both of your cheeks, you were so adorable when you were excited about something.

“Well I hardly do anything at some tables!” You started walking to the living room, shedding your over sized t-shirt. Conrad couldn’t help it when his eyes stopped at your breasts for a minute before looking back at your face. “I got tipped a one hundred dollar bill! And all the dude ordered was a lemonade!” Conrad wasn’t stupid he knew why that fucking dude did that! “Was the lemonade that good or?” He questioned sitting down on the couch pulling you onto his lap.

“No! it was that minute made fountain drink, I think he liked me” You shrugged, leaning into start a very needy make out session with your hot boyfriend. You immediately frowned and almost let out an audible whine when he turned his head away. “Kiss me” you tried another time, but like you expected he turned his head once again. “What’s wrong?” You whispered, playing with his hair. “You think he liked you?” He asked repeating your words from earlier with a scoff.

“Not like that!” You shook your head “He said i was fun to talk to!” Okay now this was really annoying Conrad. “That’s what they say all the time, did he ask if you had a boyfriend?” Conrad’s question left you silent. “Yea and I told him I do!” Conrad felt relief after that but not fully, guys still flirted when girls had boyfriends right? “What’s this fuckers name?” You gasped but let out a little laugh before replying “John” Conrad processed the name for a little, he didn’t know any John.

You took this time to pepper kisses down his neck, Conrad blew out a breath you were good at distracting him, you were fucking evil. As you rolled your hips into his and felt the strain in his sweats, you know you had him right where you wanted him. “Besides john’s not the worst thing ever? You should see the dudes that write their phone number on the receipts.” Conrad was about to reply but you silenced him with a kiss “Don’t worry baby I throw them away.”

His breathing turned rapid as you moved off his lap, landing in front of him on your knees. “You look tense connie let me make you feel good” you whispered massaging his thighs over his sweats. His only response was a “fuck please” and a head nod. You reached for the knot in his sweats and untied it agonizingly slow, “Don’t fucking tease right now baby.” Conrad muttered, his jaw flexed. You slowly pulled his sweats and under wear down with his help.

“Don’t worry baby we have all night.” You said as you finally took him inside your mouth. And he was a goner, All wrapped up in you and your body, your mouth, just you.

Week three of your job and he was barely coming to see you, he felt like a bad boyfriend. Conrad stood in line at your job, the hostess line where he waited to be seated was taking forever. Every time a waitress would walk by in the same uniform you wore every day he looked away. He wouldn’t dare disrespect you. He breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed he was next in line. Now that he was closer to the restaurants front, he looked around for you, where were you?

“Next!” the cheery voice had him moving forward. The red headed girl smiled politely at him. “Welcome just a table for one?!” She asked full of bright energy. Conrad nodded in reply. “Okay let me see what we have” she started messing with the tablet that was on her counter. “Okay today you’ll be with Alyssa she-“ The girl was interrupted before she could finish her sentence.

“I’ll take him, he’s mine!” You stood beside the hostess with a goofy smile. “But you already have like six tables” The hostess worried that it would be a lot of work. “It’s fine Maria I swear, this is my boyfriend.” The hostess who he knew now was Maria laughed knowing all to well she would of the done the same thing if it was her boyfriend “Oh okay wanna sit him down?” She handed you the menu and quickly told you where to seat him.

As you guided him towards the table he couldn’t help it but stare at your backside, those shorts were going to be the death of him. “Right here babe!” You seated him at a tall table. “Thank you” he took a seat staring at you with a small smile. “What?” you questioned now feeling shy. “I’ll take him he’s mine?” He repeated your words that you said at the hostess line. “What? You wanted me to be your waitress right?” You looked at him with an irritated look. “Because I can tell Alyssa to take your table if you want someone else!” You started to raise your voice a little. “I’m kidding babe, just liked how you said it that’s all.”

“Okay what can I get you to drink? Wanna beer?” You went back into professional mode. “Yeah I’ll take a beer” you smiled, leaning over to plant a kiss onto his lips. “I’ll be back!” Now that you were gone is when he took the time to look around the place. And just like he expected obnoxious frat dudes. He had a smug smile as the frat dudes stared at him no doubt talking about the hot waitress that Conrad got to kiss.

5 minutes. 10 minutes. 15 minutes.

You still hadn’t brought him his beer, you hadn’t even been back to this section of the restaurant. Conrad could tell your other tables were getting impatient as well. He stood up on a mission to find you.

He clearly remembered how you joked about being so wrapped up in conversation. With your new “friend” John that you often forgot about your other tables.

It didn’t take long for him to find you, there you stood at the bar having a conversation with a customer that was hidden from his line of sight. Fucking John right? he didn’t wanna rush up towards the both of you and look like a crazy person so he remained walking normally. As he crept up you gasped “hey baby!” You gushed wrapping your arms around his neck, placing a chaste kiss on his lips, he had no problem kissing back. “This is John!” You introduced the person when you pulled away.

He was an old man, no older than 70. “This is John?” Conrad asked, eyes assessing the man. The lemonade that you always said he ordered? check. The lonely chair that no sat next to him in? check. “Yup!” you popped the p. “My new best friend!” John laughed “yes,yes me and your girl have quite the conversations almost all of them seem to be about you! you must be Conrad!” John stuck his hand out. Conrad shook his hand without complaining.

“Yeah, heard a lot about you too! thanks for keeping my girl company.” Conrad spoke genuinely. “Oh my gosh my other tables, I’ll be back!” You nearly yelled before rushing back towards the section. Conrad couldn’t believe this was John! The John he’d cursed out in his head more than once. The John that tipped you one hundred dollar bills even though he only drank a lemonade.

“She’s the first one to not make fun of me or think I’m some sorta creep.” John spoke after a moment of silence. “What?” Conrad asked. “She doesn’t make fun of me because I’m a lonely old man, everyone else here has.” Conrad smiled to himself you really were the nicest person ever. “She mentioned that you come here almost everyday, why is that?” Conrad couldn’t help but be curious.

“Bethany, my wife about 50 some years ago she worked here, right at this bar that’s where I met her, I had some drinking problems back then, stubborn girl didn’t give me a drink after my 5th shot said it was either lemonade or water” he laughed to himself, no doubt reminiscing about the old days. “Before I knew It I was in love and married, we came here every weekend even though she no longer worked here! every-time I got the urge to have a drink she ordered me a lemonade.” John’s face turned sorrowful, by the look on his face Conrad knew his wife was no longer alive.

“Can i ask what happened?” Conrad whispered, he knew now how conversations with this man had distracted you many times. “Car accident, on her way to an appointment we was supposed to have twins.” John cleared his throat understandably getting emotional.

“Gotta cherish every moment with y/n alright? She loves you.” John clapped his hand on Conrad’s shoulder. Conrad nodded with pride. “Sorry to hear about your family, and I love y/n more than I can express ever since we were 7 years old.” John smiled with a fondness that seemed to make his heart happy “Childhood lovers? My favorite.” Conrad laughed “We use to fight a lot, everyone would say that we would be dating by the age of sixteen, spoiler alert they were right.”

You came back quickly. “I might have gotten a write up because I abandoned my tables for more than 15 minutes.” You laughed with a shrug. “Oh it’s all my fault!” John shook his head feeling bad. “No it’s not! I should be able to multitask!” you reassured him. “So what did y’all talk about?” You beamed with a smile, Conrad wrapped his arms around you waist kissing your forehead.

“Just about making every moment count.” Conrad whispered, smiling down at you with so much love and care.

TAGS: @gillybear17 @tessastle @conradsupporterr (SRRY IF I FORGOT ANYONE)

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lupinscupid · 2 years

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 , conrad fisher

warnings : slight angst , makeout , fluff , established relationship

summery : on fourth of july you overhear conrad talking to jeremiah and steven about how clingy you are, it makes you distant towards him and he notices obviously.

requested by : @honey-browneyes

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belly had just told shayla about steven making out with taylor. the girls wanted to leave and you were their ride so you were gonna leave with them. "I'll be right back. I'm just gonna tell conrad we're leaving." the girls nodded and you had walked towards the beach.

you stopped in your tracks when you heard conrad talking to jeremiah about how clingy you were. your heart was pounding in your chest, you never thought he would find it annoying how much time you spent by his side. you had decided to just leave without saying anything, just to give him his space.

when you got in the car with the girls, they all immediately noticed how upset your were and asked. your told them about what you heard and they all comforted you. shayla and you had stayed up watching fireworks on the front porch when steven pulled up in the drive way. you walked back inside to let them talk.

you grabbed your phone and noticed the 2 missed calls and 5 messages from conrad.

"why did you leave?"

"are you okay?"

"do you want me to come over?"

"please pick up!"

"hello?!"

you sighed and called him back. Conrad instantly picked up, "hey, is everything okay? you left without saying goodbye." you closed your eyes and took a deep breath before answering, "yeah... um... everything is fine. don't worry. shayla just wanted to leave and it flew by to tell you."

you heard him sigh in relief, "oh okay. do you want me to come over?" you shook your head although he couldn't see, "no. it's fine. I'll see you tomorrow." conrad let out another sigh, "oh. cool. I'll talk to you tomorrow." you said goodbye before hanging up.

you wanted to tell him but decided not to. instead you were just gonna give him space and you did. the next week you had a ton of excuses to not be able to hang out or to leave early. conrad had been confused to say the least but also annoyed at your behavior.

shayla and you were talking at a party when conrad started to come over but you stood up, "I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick." but before you could run away, conrad grabbed your arm and pulled you outside, "nope, not today." you quickly began protesting but it was no use.

"what is going on? you've been avoiding me like crazy. you either can't hang out or you have to leave early cause of some lame excuse. talk to me." you sighed, "nothing is going on. I've just been busy. I'm not gonna spend every second with you, okay? now stop being clingy."

your hand instantly flew to your mouth as your realized what you said. Conrad's eyes widen, "what? I'm clingy?" you shook your head, "no, that's not what I meant." you let out a load groan as you sat on the cement stairs. he sat next to you and grabbed your hand, "talk to me, please."

"I heard you talking to jere about how clingy I am. so I wanted to give you space. I'm sorry." his eyes softened at your confession, "you are clingy but I don't mind. I love how much time we spend together. sometimes I wish we could spend even more."

you looked up at him, "really?" he smiled as he pulled your face closer to his, "yes, really." he pressed your lips together and you instantly melted into the kiss and wrapped your hands around his neck. all this time you had been wrong, he didn't find you annoying.

"god, will you two get a room?" you both pulled away and looked up at the person in front of you, steven. conrad chuckled, "we don't complain when your with shayla." as if her name summoned her, shayla appeared now standing next to steven and laughed, "I'm so glad you two made up finally."

#the summer i turned pretty #tsitp imagine #conrad fisher x reader #conrad fisher #cousins beach #tsitp #conrad fisher x y/n #conrad fisher x you #team conrad #tsitp conrad

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authoreetea · 5 months

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𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐬

pairing ; conrad fisher x reader

summary ; the three summers that connected you to conrad

warning ;

note! lover inspired 😛 i tried something new and wrote it in reader's pov or your pov, hope u like it!

⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯

🩷🎀

The coastal town of cousins was alive with the sound of the waves crashing against the shore while the salty sea breeze brushes through my hair, it was the beginning of summer and I wasted no time going to the beach of cousins.

I sat there on the sand, reading cheesy and cliche romance books that twelve year old me longed for such love, which was then interrupted by a group of guys laughter.

I looked up to see three boys, one with curly hair, another with black hair and pale skin. Yet all I cared about was the boy with light eyes and messy hair.

With his messy hair and sunkissed skin, and the way the sun shone in his eyes. The way he pushed his glasses up every time it kept slipping off, or the way he runs his fingers through his hair.

I was shocked when they all walked towards me. I looked up at them confused, "Hi?"

"Hi, can you join us? we were about to play catch but we're short one person, and Conrad here was too shy to ask." The one with black hair asked, receiving a nudge in his rib.

"He thinks you're pretty! What's your name?" The curly haired one exclaimed, he seemed to be slightly younger than the other two. Red rushed to my cheeks as the two bicker in front of me.

I smiled at him, my cheeks red as roses. "I'm y/n, what about you guys?"

The three boys introduced themselves, the curly headed one as Jeremiah, the dark haired one as Steven.

Conrad, as I'd come to know him, he shared the magic of Cousins beach with me on all three summers we connected.

🧸🖼️

The summer when I turned 15, unfolded like a delicate dance between Conrad and I. Underneath the starlit sky, at beach bonfires and friendly gatherings, our eyes met in fleeting glances.

Cousins beach became a place where I visited every summer, thanks to my father and his intentions to bring some fun into the family. Conrad became my best friend since then, so did his family.

It was a battle in my mind everyday as I had developed a crush on my best friend, each day at Cousins it grows. Our feelings danced around each other with each step echoing each other's unspoken thoughts.

It was a really hot day at cousins beach and you were dying to go out and buy some ice cream. Just as you were about to call Belly to buy some, your mother stepped into your room.

"Hey honey, Conrad's downstairs, I think he wants to go to the boardwalk." She says with her warm smile that always insinuates something else.

I try to pretend annoyed and roll my eyes but my red cheeks and smile gives it away. "Stop with that look, you always do that with Conrad. I swear we're just friends, mom." I say, but my mother knew better.

"I didn't say anything, sweetie!" She says, laughing at my expense. I bid my goodbye and walked downstairs to greet Conrad.

He was there, by the living room with his tousled hair and a white tee and khaki shorts. He smiled up at me, adjusting his glasses as he walked his way to where I was.

"Hi connie, you ready to lose at all the games?" I grin, teasing him. He laughs at me as he ruffles up my hair.

"You wish, sunny." he said proudly as I swatted his hand away from my head. The nickname was something he created the day we watched the sunset together as I read him my Pride and Prejudice book.

I like that he keeps the memory close to heart the same way I do. Conrad was always thoughtful, he wasn't great at communication but he showed it in ways many couldn't.

At ring toss, Conrad was determined to win. Our tongues were stained red and blue from the slushie and snow cones we've had through the afternoon.

"Congratulations! You have won a price, which one would you like?" The guy said in a monotonous voice as Conrad finally won a game of ring toss. He thinks thoroughly before choosing the cutest little bear with a pink ribbon stitched by its ear.

He walked his way to where I stood and handed me the light brown bear with its pink ribbon. He sheepishly smiles, "Here, I got it for you."

In that moment I almost melted in a puddle of admiration. "Really? Thank you, Connie!" I said gleefully

He grins at my reaction, unbeknownst to me that he was giving me such an adoring look. "It reminded me of you, you know, with the way you always have a ribbon in your hair."

That alone made me feel all warm, Conrad is observant and he recognizes everything around him, and he noticed the ribbons in my hair.

🍒 🌅

I felt that this summer would be different. I wanted to make it different.

This was the summer I would admit to my feelings and tell Conrad, my best friend, that I was in love with him. I've read books about falling for your best friend, and I hoped it wouldn't ruin our friendship.

It was the night of the fourth of July, everyone was celebrating. Susannah hosted a lovely gathering at their house, and I had planned to confess to Conrad this summer.

Conrad was the one constant in my life, he was always by my side. His presence became a steady anchor, that makes everything in my life a little bit better.

Our group, the younger people, all went to the beach and had a little get together. Secrets were spilled, so were alcohol, and laughter was shared.

Conrad was right next to me, he had his arm over my shoulder as Steven told a funny story from the country club.

"You should've seen his face!" Steven says, and everyone laughed louder. Taylor played some music and ushered everyone to dance, and of course Steven was up in a heartbeat, inviting Taylor to dance with him.

I smiled at them, winking at Taylor. Conrad stood up and grabbed me to stand up. "Hi, dove." He said, a mere whisper.

We were so close to each other that I almost threw up, luckily I did not. "Connie, do you want to dance?" I say, eyeing him with a playful smirk on my face.

He chuckles, "I wanna talk." He said, a smile playing at his face.

It was night time, 24 minutes past nine pm of July fourth, a summer I will never forget.

"What's up, Con?" I say, brushing the sand away with my feet as I waited for him to say something.

"Look up, the stars look really captivating tonight." He says, but he wasn't even looking at the stars.

looking up, I smiled. "It really does."

"Just like you."

With that, I almost gave myself whiplash when I turned to look at him with reddened cheeks and wide eyes.

Conrad chuckles, as he reaches for my hand and threads his fingers through mine. "You know, the last few summers have been something special, hasn't it?" He pauses, looking down at our hands.

I nod, a smile forming on my face as I held onto his hand.

"Each day I spent with you I felt something more different, something that I can't quite put into words." He says, slowly inching towards me. I could feel my pulse quickening.

I sheepishly smile at him, "What do you mean, Conrad?"

He smiles, his hands coming near my face to tuck the stray piece of hair on my face. "I mean... I've fallen for you." Conrad says

His ocean eyes were staring into my soul, unknowingly our bodies were getting closer and closer.

I looked up at him, my eyebrows furrowed together. He continues, "I've fallen for you head over heals, y/n/n."

I took a deep breath about to say something when colors of red, white, and blue were in the sky.

Fireworks, I smiled. I had the biggest grin on my face as I looked at Conrad again, cupping his cheeks and pulling him into a kiss.

He was shocked at first but then quickly kisses me back, his arm entangled around my waist.

"I've loved you three summers now, Connie. And I want them all."

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mytvjunk · 9 months

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I would like to see Belly develop into a person with interests outside of Conrad and Jeremiah. I want to see her character grow into her own person; cuz right now her entire narrative is her relationship with the brothers. The writers need to do more for her character development. She's so one noted and at her core, not very interesting.

#the summer i turned pretty #tsitp spoilers #tsitpedit #tsitp #team belly #team conrad #team jeremiah #taylor swift #lola tung #belly x conrad #belly x jeremiah #cam cameron #cousins beach #jenny han #gavin casalegno #christopher briney #sean kaufman #steven x taylor

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taytrashmouth · 8 months

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omg it’s me who wrote the jere request okay so hear me out on this pookie watching a scary movie with steven from tsitp and him trying to be like a protector but actually being scared 😍

Heyyyy! I love that idea so much!!

Steven and Taylor really carried this season on their backs!!

Anyway hope you like it ❤️

What’s your favorite scary movie

Steven Conklin x reader.

TW: drinking, horror movies, fluff.

You heard the keys rattle in the door and got excited, Steven was home.

You smiled to yourself and stopped cutting the cookie dough into perfect little circles, the smell of chocolate chips and fresh dough filling the kitchen.

Steven asked Susannah if he could take you (his new girlfriend) to the beach house for a week to celebrate his birthday. Of course she said yes. The fishers loved you, especially after you stayed with them in the summer.

Steven went out to buy snacks for a movie night, while you stayed home and decided to surprise him with his favorite chocolate chip cookies.

When you didn’t see him you walked to the edge of the island peering into the entryway.

“Steven?” You called, getting a bit freaked out.

You screamed when something grabbed you from behind, you kicked until you realized it was your boyfriend laughing.

“What is wrong with you!” You tried not to smile.

“Come on! That was funny!” He laughed.

He hugged you tighter from behind letting you lead the way back to the cookie dough.

“To think I was being so nice by making you cookies.” You shook your head.

You felt him smile into your hair.

“With the extra chocolate chips?” He asked.

You just nodded. Soon enough he was smothering the side of your face with kisses, you smiled and turned to face him, his arms still around your waist.

“You missed.” You smiled, leaning up to kiss his lips, soft but passionate.

“You taste like cookie dough.” He smiled.

“Mmm.” You hummed against his chest.

Soon the cookies were in the oven and the bowls were in the sink. Well…most of them, Steven was licking the spoons claiming he was ‘helping’

Eventually the coffee table was filled with warm cookies, sour patch kids, twizzlers, m&ms, and some alcoholic concoction Steven made in the blender.

“What do you wanna watch n/n?” He asked.

“Whatever you want, it’s your birthday week.” You smiled as you passed him his glass of blue liquid and leaned into his side on the couch.

His arm was around your shoulder and your head was on his chest.

He scrolled through the movies for a while before deciding on the shining. It was this moment you realized you should’ve picked the movie, you hated horror films.

The first hour and a half was slow, and not that scary. You even got up to put a pizza in the oven.

As chaos started to ensue on screen the more tense you became. You pulled your legs to your chest and curled into Steven, scrunching his shirt from his tight you were holding on to him.

You jumped at the first scare, breathing heavier than normal. You wished you weren’t so jumpy.

“Hey, n/n…” Steven asked when your head was buried in his chest.

“Mmmm”

“Are you scared?” He asked. You looked up at him and slowly nodded.

He smiled slightly. “It’s okay….you know I’m here. I won’t let Jack Nicholson get you.” He held you tightly, rubbing your arm up and down to comfort you.

When Jack Nicholson’s character started to break down the bathroom door you grew more tense. You felt Steven’s heartbeat pick up too but figured he was just in the moment, he didn’t seem scared.

He kissed the side of your head, and squeezed you to let you know he was there.

You watched Danny run through the maze, you sat forward, hands over your mouth, so engrossed in the film. Steven rubbed your back up and down.

The oven timer went off and Steven jumped about six feet off the couch and let out a gasp.

You turned to him and smiled, which soon turned into a laugh.

He frowned as you giggled. “Come on that was funny.” You laughed, mimicking his earlier words.

He almost smiled…almost.

You paused the movie and put your hand out to help Steven off the couch.

“Come on ‘protector’ there might be more oven timers you need to fend off in the kitchen.” You joked.

Steven groaned. “Will I ever live that down?”

“Not in my lifetime.” You smiled giving him a kiss.

“Wanna watch scream next, scaredy cat!” Steven joked trying to tickle you, as you ran around the island.

“No!” You laughed and he caught you, lifting you off your feet, in between kisses and tickles, In a deep voice he said “what’s your favorite scary movie?”

You both laughed, you squirmed but he held you tight kissing you all over wanting this to last forever.

#y/n #the summer i turned pretty #steven conklin x reader #steven conklin #fem reader #cousins beach #the shining #horror movies #tsitp season 2 #tsitp s2 #tsitp #soft reader #horror

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lemon-jellybelly · 2 years

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he's so pretty when he goes down on me (gold-skinned eager baby, blue shirt out the laundry)

Waking up early is only good for one thing: Conrad's undivided attention in all of the best ways.

Title from the song "Touch Tank" by Quinnie / crossposted to ao3

Early morning, misty-grey summer light filtered through the window curtains, brightening the space just enough for you to make out the details of the furniture across the room. You weren't sure what had woken you up, but the atmosphere was peaceful, and you were perfectly comfortable in your current position.

Conrad was curled against your back, fitting you neatly into his chest, hips, the bend of his knees. An arm was draped loosely across your waist and there was a dual tickle at the back of your neck, strands of his hair and open lips both brushing lightly against your skin. A single sheet laid over you; in addition to the warm night, Conrad's body acted as your own personal space heather. Silence and still air cocooned you both, encapsulating you in your own bubble. Moments like these were your favorite, when you could almost believe that the entire world was just for you two.

You fought the urge to stretch, not wanting to disturb Conrad. He was so ethereal when sleeping; you had to twist your neck to an uncomfortable degree, but it was worth it to catch a glimpse of his mussed-up hair and barely parted lips. Smiling, you resituated your head onto the pillow, content to luxuriate in being held by him. But despite your efforts, the shuffling broke through Conrad's light sleep. You could feel him stir awake behind you, hear the way his breathing shifted ever so slightly, a particularly intimate knowledge that plucked at your heart strings.

"Morning," He murmured into your ear. His voice was gravelly with sleep, and the rasp resonated with a twinge in your pelvis. You hummed, covering his hand with your own and using an index finger to draw light abstract shapes on his skin.

"Morning." You echoed quietly, reaching for your phone to check the time. "It's still so early."

"Good." He said, lips pressing against the soft spot below your ear. "I don't want to get up yet."

"Me neither. I'd stay in bed all day with you if I could."

"That sounds," he interrupted his sentence with another kiss at the back of your neck, "like a perfect day." In reaction to the shiver he sent down your spine, you dug your nails lightly into the skin just below his knuckles. Conrad's own response to the unspoken conversation was to bury his face further into the side of your neck, finding the seam where throat met clavicle and peppering the skin with kisses of varied pressure.

You were certainly more awake now and beginning to give in to your body's reaction to Conrad. He was still on his side facing you when you finally shifted onto your back to be able to see him. His eyes were beguiling, flickering over your face, and you felt almost compelled to touch him, raising a hand to smooth his hair back and trailing it down to cup his jaw.

"Hi," You whispered, stroking your fingers under his chin. You felt the muscles move in his face as he grinned lazily at you. His own hand came up to circle your wrist, thumb tracing over your pulse point. He simply had to feel the way your heart sped up every time he touched you.

"Hi," He echoed softly. You soaked in the silence for a moment, lost in each other’s eyes, before he began to dip his head down towards you. He was unhurried to the point that he rested his forehead against yours and simply let his hot breath hit your lips, but you were aching for it, tilting your head back in attempt to bring your mouth even closer to his. The tinge of desperation in your uneven exhales finally swayed him and you were rewarded as Conrad deliberately caught your lower lip between his.

He kissed you with fervor, his open mouth hot against yours, an arm on either side of your head caging you in. Your senses were on fire and all you could see, hear, smell, touch, taste, was Conrad, the absolute center of your universe.

You whimpered audibly at the loss when he pulled away to sit up and kneel between your legs. Conrad looked angelic backlit by the blaze of the rising sun, his golden hair illuminated and a hazy glow cast around his body. His frame was still hidden beneath his navy Cousins Beach t-shirt, but you were so familiar with the shape of him that your eyes could trace his contours even through the fabric. Based on the trajectory of his gaze, Conrad was imagining you the same way, fantasizing about your curves underneath the shirt you wore - which was also his, this one a faded remnant from a long-ago surf competition.

As his eyes moved farther down your body, you fiddled with the hem of the shirt, pulling it up slowly to expose your thighs, your panties, lower abdomen. You heard Conrad's breath hitch and saw the corresponding tick in his throat, but when you went to remove the shirt fully, he stopped you.

"Leave it on." He instructed huskily. "You look so sexy in my clothes." You looked down at him through your eyelashes, reveling in the way his expression had darkened with lust.

"I'll have to wear them more often, then." You teased sweetly, letting your arms fall to your sides.

He groaned. "If you do, you’re going to get sick of me touching you."

You arched an eyebrow. "I could never.”

"Promise?"

“Absolutely.” You whispered.

“Good. Because I’ll never get sick of it, either,” he admitted, shuffling to the edge of the bed so that he could lean forward and rest on his elbows. “Touching you is my favorite thing to do." Without waiting for a response, he settled between your legs and directed his attention to your body.

You could only gasp quietly as he made contact. His jaw was lax as he nuzzled into your inner thigh, pressing feathery kisses there. The tips of his nose and eyelashes fluttered against the sensitive skin as well, making warmth reverberate in your stomach. His mouth trailed up to the apex of your thigh, ghosting over your panties to continue down the other leg.

"Con," You whimpered quietly, combing your fingers through his silky hair.

"I know," he murmured, continuing on just as painfully slowly. "It's okay, just let me make you feel good." You mewled appreciatively, dropping a hand to knead his shoulder gently. The muscle contracted beneath your fingers, tensing then almost instantly relaxing into your touch.

His own hands skimmed up the backs of your thighs, propping them up to ensure he had the best angle possible to tease you. His palms warmed your skin from behind and his mouth from the front, culminating in a heat between your legs that bordered on comforting and overwhelming. Your body was beginning to react in earnest, hips inching off the bed to meet Conrad's mouth, thighs clenching only to be gently peeled apart once again.

"Keep 'em open for me," he instructed.

You pressed the palms of your hands into your eyes, trying to tune out the flutters of your stomach enough to speak. "I'm trying," you promised. But the careful avoidance of the most sensitive parts of your body was truly becoming unbearable.

You weren't even aware of the near-constant whimpers falling from your lips until Conrad heard and took pity on you, resting his chin atop your thigh. "Poor baby," he said, pouting in a mostly sincere but partly sardonic display. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

There was a moment of intense relief when his tongue finally swept over your hot skin and made contact with your throbbing clit. But the feeling of bliss was short lived: Conrad was content to continue at the same leisurely pace as before, taking his sweet time to kiss, lick, suck you. His touch was intentional and determined yet soft and gentle, like he knew the limits of your delicate body.

"Oh my God, Con," you moaned, fighting the urge to clamp your thighs around his head. Instead, you rested a foot on his shoulder blade, unwittingly nudging him deeper into you as you curled your toes into the fabric of his shirt. You smoothed his hair behind his ear with your opposite hand, letting your fingers linger at the crown of his head. "Oh, please, baby," you whined. "You're so good, feels so good."

Emboldened by the encouragement, he spread your legs just a bit further and used his thumbs to do the same to your pussy. He moved at the same speed, but now he was able to nudge his tongue deeper inside you, making you squeak and tremble below him.

The entire act was relaxed, the room around you tranquil, the bond between you easy and loving and without expectation. You felt comfortable in your skin and your contact with Conrad in a way that transcended sexuality. Which is why you were so surprised when your body suddenly tipped into orgasm, your muscles tensing and breath quickening.

Conrad pulled back slightly to rest his face on your thigh again, pressing his wet lips to the skin as he watched you climax. "That's it," he cooed. "Good girl, let it go." One hand stroked your inner thigh soothingly, the other moving to rest palm-up on your stomach. Almost immediately, you slipped your hand over his, intertwining your fingers together.

As your heart rate slowed to normal and your limbs relaxed, you lolled your head to the side. Letting out a low exhale, you made eye contact with Conrad.

"You okay?" He asked softly.

You smirked ever-so slightly and reached out a thumb to trace his swollen lips and down the curve of his still-slick chin. "I'm fantastic." He grinned, kissing the tip of your thumb. "Come here," you said.

He was eye-level with you in seconds and you kissed him needily, sucking the remnants of your own taste off his tongue until he felt you stifle a yawn. Conrad flopped onto his back and hugged you into his chest once again. "Falling back asleep on me already?"

"Sorry," you said through another yawn, your body feeling weightless as you settled in. “That took a lot out of me.”

He let out a soft snort of laughter. “Me, too, baby. But it’s still early. Let's just lay here a little while longer." If you weren't so exhausted, you would've sprawled beside him imagining yourselves waking up to each other for the rest of your lives. But that could wait. Right now, with Conrad's nimble fingers skimming down your back and his heartbeat drumming in your ear, you fell right back asleep.

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divinegrapes · 8 months

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the summer i turned pretty ☀️🌊🌸

#the summer i turned pretty #cousins beach #jeremiah fisher #conrad fisher #belly conklin #steven conklin #tsitp #tsitp moodboard #summer moodboard

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urfuturedesire · 8 months

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I'm team Belly's best on her own, but who the fuck needs Conrad, so if she has to choose one of them better take Jere

(My opinion is based on tsitp season 1)

#tsitp #jenny han #belly conklin #isabel conklin #jeremiah fisher #conrad fisher #belly x jeremiah #cousins beach #gavin casalegno is hot #gavin casalegno #love #my opinion #team jeremiah #not team conrad

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girlygirlwebdiary · 2 years

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the summer i turned pretty irl ⚓️☀️🛥🦋

#the summer i turned pretty #belly conklin #conrad fisher #jeremiah fisher #belly x jeremiah #team jeremiah #cam cameron #belly x conrad #team conrad #cousins beach #beach house #sunshine girl #summer girls #dream girl #pinterest life #pinterest girl #tsitp cast #tsitp

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drstark56 · 9 months

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IN HIS HOODIE, IN FRONT OF HIS CAR, AT HIS SCHOOL, AFTER HIS MOM DIED, AFTER HIS FINAL, WITH HIS BROTHER??? damn Belly is a terrible person. Jeremiah too 😒.

#justice for Conrad #team conrad #tsitp steven #tsitp belly #tsitp #tsitpbookseries #tsitp spoilers #belly conklin #steven conklin #tsitp jeremiah #jeremiah fisher #conrad fisher #brown university #cousins beach #bad belly

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henryofwales · 2 years

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We’d been going to Susannah’s beach house in Cousins Beach every summer since I was a baby, since before I was born even. For me, Cousins was less about the town and more about the house. The house was my world. We had our own stretch of beach, all to ourselves.

#the summer i turned pretty #tsitp #tsitpedit #the summer i turned pretty edit #beach house #cousins beach #tsitp gif #misc #gifs #edit #mine*#look i adore this house #wish i could spend a summer like this honestly #not because of this big house #but like #the beach is so near #the fucking gazebo/pier idk whats its name asdghl #its so dreamy

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princesachicana · 2 years

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𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐥𝐲 (steven conklin x reader)

description: in which you’re head over heels for steven. But he isn’t head over heels for you, right?

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God why couldn’t he just notice you? Steven Conklin was like a daydream when you looked at him. If he speaks even little as three words to you, your heart rate spikes. But no he didn’t look at you the way you looked at him, he’d only ever saw you as a friend. He romantically liked girls like Shayla maybe even Taylor? Seeing as he made out with her. You remembered that one of your sisters jokingly pushed you towards Steven, implying to make out with you next, the look on his face after made you mortified.

It’s like he was repulsed by the thought of even so much as giving you a peck on the lips. It seemed like everyone knew you were head over heels for Steven, but Steven himself. You noticed the sympathetic looks your friends and sisters gave you when you embarrassingly tried to make conversation with Steven. Just for him to shut it down saying “I’ll be back.” and actually never come.

You craved a summer romance. With all the other boys who’ve asked you out on dates? No. With Steven Conklin there was no better boy in your eyes. You craved a summer romance just like your sisters. A set of twins dating the fisher boys? Just like a romance novel. You saw how Jeremiah made Maria’s smile bigger, You saw how Conrad’s eyes softened every time he glanced at Mariana. Yeah that’s exactly what you wanted, but you and Stevens own version.

But right here, right now you doubted that it was even possible. You were currently sitting with all your friends and sisters around a fire. You’ve probably carved your name in the sand a thousand times. Being as the conversation was about a party that occurred a week before, you had little to say. You didn’t show up, and probably run into Steven making out with a girl? No. No. No. “Why didn’t my butterfly show up?” Steven asked nudging you with his shoulder, you smiled the nickname warming your heart a little.

Everyone called you “Butterfly” because when you were younger you took a little longer than most twelve month olds to take your first steps. So when you finally did your family compared it to a butterfly that finally spread its wings and flew. After your father told the story three summer’s ago, it just stuck. So when Steven used, it felt special for only a millisecond, because then you remembered everyone else also called you that.

Your mind went back to Steven’s question, of course you couldn’t say the real reason.

I didn’t show up, because I refuse to stare at you when your kissing someone else.

“I already told you, I was tired.” Your eyes went around the bonfire, everyone else giving you knowing looks. “Bullshit, you’re never tired” Jeremiah laughed. Maria who was in between his legs, her back to his chest, turned her head quickly giving her boyfriend a knowing look that said “you are so not helping” They had the type of relationship where they had a silent language, often times they gave each other looks and just automatically knew what the other was saying telepathically.

“Well I missed you, and hopefully you got some beauty rest cause tomorrow your coming!” Steven wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him. You immediately giggled, you softly laid your head onto one of his shoulders. “She can’t!” Mariana spoke out loud, she was seated on Conrad’s lap who hadn’t stopped playing with her hair. Oh right you couldn’t come even if you wanted to. “Well why not?” Steven asked. “And I want no stupid excuses!” He declared with a grin.

“I have a date.” You whispered, eyes closing for a second. Yes, you had a date. The guy was nice, you didn’t know much about him. You only talked to him for five minutes and the only information that you got was, his name was Michael and he’d asked you out to an arcade. “You have a date? With who Casper?” Steven scoffed, laughing as he pulled away from you. You opened your mouth to reply but your all to protective sisters spoke before you. “Yeah, and he’s like so hot right y/n?” Mariana said making her boyfriend frown.

“Sorry babe.” She whispered, turning towards Conrad placing a chaste kiss onto his lips. “He is attractive.” Your voice was broken. You were embarrassed, Steven couldn’t even believe you had a date. He’d jokingly asked if your mysterious date was a ghost! It hurt. “Yeah, and they’ve been like FaceTiming non-stop right y/n?” It was Maria’s turn to defend you. Yeah, you wouldn’t say you’ve been FaceTiming Michael “non-stop” but he’d called a couple times and he was fun to talk to. “We have interesting conversations” your voice was small, almost preparing yourself for another insult from Steven.

“Yeah right” he muttered before getting up and walking away. You stared at his retreating figure, your eyes getting misty. Don’t cry. Don’t cry. Don’t cry. You repeated the words in your head like a mantra. “Don’t listen to him butterfly he’s an asshole.” Conrad spoke up, giving you a small smile. You nodded your head, scared that if you spoke you’d burst out into tears, you didn’t wanna ruin the rest of the night.

5 Minutes. 10 Minutes. 15 Minutes. 20 Minutes. 30 Minutes. Why had you waited this long? He wasn’t going to show up. You had stood by the prize stand for the arcade for almost an hour waiting for Michael like you both planned. You had stared at each and every couple who walked in hand in hand, you could tell which ones were on their first date and which ones had been together for awhile.

Really this was all your fault, right? You should have figured he wasn’t coming after your 3rd message went unanswered.

But you waited standing there, probably looking absolutely ridiculous in your outfit that your sisters helped you pick out. It wasn’t exactly your style but you figured this was what boys expected girls to wear on dates. You also tried something new with your makeup, a darker lip that made your lips more “kissable”, well according to Mariana.

After last night and how Steven had acted, you felt more than embarrassed. No doubt, he’d be laughing at you right now. You sat alone on the beach, it wasn’t a far walk from your parent’s beach house. Everyone else was at the party you contemplated showing up and lying about how the date ended quickly, but you’d face one hundred questions that would end in more lies so you just walked to the beach.

It wasn’t till now with the ocean’s waves swooshing in the background, that you cried. You had been stood up. You should of figured Michael wasn’t actually interested in you. He’d only ever asked you questions like “are you a virgin?” Or “what are you wearing right now?” and you’d occasionally get the “you up?” texts not surprisingly followed by him asking for nudes, of course you never sent any, maybe that’s why he didn’t show up?

This was just another reminder that you weren’t destined for a summer romance. “Hey” the greeting was quiet and soft, you knew it was Steven. You attempted to wipe your face, but the smeared mascara would be a dead giveaway that you had been crying. “Guessing the date didn’t go well?” Steven sat next to you hesitantly. “He didn’t show up, so just leave because I don’t really want to hear how you think it’s so funny.” You spoke staring straight at the ocean, contemplating on jumping in and letting the ocean take you anywhere but here. The boy you’ve been in love with sitting next to you as you admitted something humiliating.

“He’s fucking stupid.” Steven’s words were harsh. “Him? Look at me I got dressed up for him, I’m like the epitome of stupid.” You said, looking down at your outfit. “You look pretty really, well beautiful actually.” Steven said causing your eyes to meet his. “Thank you” His words made your heart nearly jump outside of your chest. He’d called you pretty, no he called you beautiful for the first time ever, he only ever said you looked “cute.”

“I think anyone who fucks up a chance with you is stupid, by the way” Steven’s words once again were a complete shock to you. “Anyways, any other dates or boys planned?” When he spoke each word, it looked like it took a lot for him to ask. “No, not right now at least, there’s this one boy, but he’s not interested so it doesn’t really matter.” You shrugged, like the boy you were talking about wasn’t right next to you. “Idiot” he mumbled if you weren’t sitting so close to him you wouldn’t have heard him.

“Can i ask you a question Steven?” You whispered not exactly knowing where you were going with this. “Of course y/n” he nodded motioning for you to continue. “Do you think a guy will ever be interested in me romantically, be honest am I ‘girlfriend’ material?” You needed to know, cause what was the point in trying if you were never gonna get anywhere? Your breath hitched when Steven softly took your chin in between his fingers. “You are so much more” Steven smiled, god that smile did it for you every single time.

“You’re the nicest person I’ve ever met, you smile at me even if I was an ass to you the night before, so far you’ve remembered every single detail about me, like you really always let me draw invisible shapes on your skin when you see me getting anxious.” Your heart was pounding again, we’re you able to fall in love all over again when you already were? The answer has to be yes because that was what was happening. “You’re beautiful, you always have that pout on your lips when someone interrupts you, and the beauty mark that sometimes your self conscious about is beautiful too.” Steven’s rant stopped when he noticed you were crying.

“Hey, I’m sorry what’s wrong.” Steven grabbed your face in between his palms. “Don’t say stuff like that, cause then I’ll think you actually like me.” You closed your eyes, the feeling of his hands on your face somewhat calming you. “Hey,hey I like you, I really like you.” His confession made your eyes blink open again. “You really mean that?” Steven nodded his head his eyes shifting from your eyes down to your lips. “Can I kiss you butterfly?” You giggled mumbling a yes.

Steven Conklin was kissing you! Something you’ve dreamed about many times before, it was actually happening! His lips against yours was soft, it was like fireworks being lit, an unspoken declaration for the both of you. You were both in love with each other. Maybe you showed it more than him at times? But it was always there for him as well.

You pulled away after a minute, needing to catch your breath. “Wow.” You said against his lips. His forehead was pressed against yours. “Wow? really that’s all you have to say.” Steven laughed. “I just can’t believe this is happening.” You admitted shaking your head. “Well believe it cause your mine butterfly.” Yes.Yes.Yes you chanted in your head.

“Wait? aren’t you supposed to be at the party?” You asked curiously. Steven laughed nodding his head “yeah, but it didn’t feel right without my butterfly.” He quickly said before pulling you into another kiss.

His butterfly. His butterfly. His butterfly

You were his, and he was yours.

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#the summer i turned pretty #jeremiah fisher #conrad fisher #conrad fisher x reader #jeremiah fisher x reader #tsitp fanfic #belly conklin #x reader #tsitp #steven conklin #steven conklin x reader #cousins beach #tsitp imagines #steven conklin imagine #conrad fisher blurb #the summer i turned pretty fanfic #tsitp series

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lupinscupid · 2 years

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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐖𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 , jeremiah fisher

warnings : kissing ? , lots of fluff. short but sweet

summery : a night on the beach watching the sunset with jere leads to feelings being confessed

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ever since you can remember, you had come to cousins every summer and spent it with the fishers and conklins. you had always been very close with belly since you two were the only girls plus being the same age. so with her being your best friend, she knew everything about you and you knew everything about her.

you had told her about your huge crush on jeremiah fisher who was the same age as the two of you and was your other best friend. she had also told you about her crush on his older brother, conrad. this summer both you and belly were hoping it would be the summer where something happens with the fisher brothers.

this summer did feel different, not a bad different but a good different. jeremiah had spent most days with you, just like every summer but for some reason, there was this tension between you two. you had these moments where you would just stare at each other as if something was about to happen or you hoped that's what they were and that jere was feeling them too.

it was midway through summer now and you were going to be a deb with belly. it wasn't really your scene but you wanted to make susannah happy. you still had to find a date for the ball but you were really hoping to go with jere. many guys had asked to be your escort and you had declined them all.

you had just gone surfing with jere and had gotten tired so now you were both sitting on the shore, just talking. your hair flew slightly as you sat on the soft sand, watching the sun go down slowly. the sky turn from a light shade of blue to a purple/pinkish shade. your knees were up to your chest and your head was resting on your knees.

he watched you from the corner of his eyes with huge admiration and care. he watches your lips slightly curl into a small smile and a small blush decorates your cheeks. "take a picture, jere. it'll last a lot longer." he let out a soft chuckle and looked back at the sky.

the sound of waves crashing together and the wind flowing through trees was the only sound heard. "so have you chosen your escort to the ball, yet?" he hesitantly asked. you sighed, "no, I'm hoping to go with this guy but he doesn't seem to get any of my hints."

jealousy flashed through his eyes but he shook himself out of it, "well he's an idiot." you laughed, oh what a beautiful laugh you had. he couldn't help but admire the sound of your laugh, he loved hearing it. it could always cheer him up, no matter the circumstances.

"yeah, he kind of is." he almost didn't register your words, too caught up in his thoughts. you turned your head to the side and looked at him with a smile, "what?" he shook his head, "I didn't say anything." you raised your eyebrows as if it was obvious, "you're looking at me weird."

he shook his head again, "I'm not. I'm just admiring your beauty." you smiled and let out a small laugh as you turned your head back to look at the sky once again hoping he didn't notice you blushing. "god, you are a dork." he let out a soft chuckle and lifted his heads in mocking defense, "what am I not allowed to stare at the most beautiful girl in the world now?"

you shook your head and looked at him, "you seriously don't realize what you do to me?" he looked confused now, he didn't get what you meant, "what?" you turned your whole body to face him, "jere, you have this flirty personality and I love it but you flirting with me makes me feel like maybe you could feel the same way I do.

ever since I was 8 I have been in love with you. you have always been there for me. whenever I got hurt. when I needed someone to comfort me, you were there. whenever I was sad or upset, you always made me smile. your always there and I hate that I'm probably not the only girl your like this with"

he looked shocked, to say the least, and you were starting to regret ever opening your mouth, "I'm so sorry. I shouldn't ha-" he rolled his eyes as you were about to start ranting again and connected your lips. at first, you were shocked and didn't move but then kissed back. this kiss was sweet and soft, it was perfect for being your first time kissing each other.

you both slowly pulled away and kept your foreheads pressed together. he smiled, "I do feel the same way but I just never thought you did. I do love you." you wrapped your hand around his neck and closed the gap between you. the kiss was much more desperate this time.

hesitantly, she pulled away once again. "I love you too. now will you be my date to the ball?" he smiled, "it's not my thing but for you, I'd do anything." you raised your eyebrows, "anything?" he smirked, "anything." he then pulled you into another kiss and you both smiled into it.

you couldn't believe your luck. the guy you had been in love with for years, loved you back. you felt like the luckiest girl in the world and you truly were.

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