Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-43957690-20200201214216/@comment-43957690-20200201225541

Ok..... Here goes.... romance the only way I know how to write it: A la Awkward.

"Keefe Sencen, I love you."

Keefe actually laughed, and for a second, Sophie was completely lost. And then she realized: it was nervous laughter. Really weird nervous laughter. Like, he just stood there, his eyes wide, a flat train of giggling leaving his mouth.

"Uhh... Keefe? Are you okay?"

"I'm freaking out."

"Wha-why?"

"I'm about to kiss you." He told her, his chest rising and falling like he’d just run a marathon.

"What?" It took every ounce of power for Sophie not to break out into nervous laughter like Keefe had. Wow... maybe they were soulmates.

But surprisingly, she kept herself level headed as she stepped forward, rose to her tippy toes, and touched the tip of her lips to his, which were… really chapped, actually.

And then Keefe snapped out of it. He wrapped his hands around her, pulled her close, and kissed her again. Sophie had never realized just how gentle he could be, even when he she stepped on his foot and nearly brought both of them to the ground.

It wasn’t perfect, but who cared? It was just her, and him, and he warmth of each other’s lips. It wasn’t perfect, no. But it was beautiful, and Sophie for once told her anxiety to shut up.

She was busy right now.