Emerald Souls

He was bobbing his head to the beat of a song playing in his head phones when you saw him. This time he had no shirt, basketball shorts and Adidas as he prepped for his next set.

I looked up and saw her walk in, right before I was about to start my floor exercise. She’s the same woman I saw walk out of my apartment lobby. Now I get a chance to actually see who she is.  She’s walking in my direction.

I go straight to him, tired of the mystery man I always see in business suite who kept to himself. As I almost reach him, I make a hard left, towards the treadmills. I see him follow my movements with his head and he steadily walks over to treadmill beside me. I start off with a brisk walk. He still has his head phones in when he starts up his own.

She’s teasing me and I now how to get into her head. I get on the treadmill and start on a running pace. I can see her watching me while she walks, so I pull off my head phones mid run and place them on the holder. “Are you here to work out or stare at hot guys?” I glance over at her.

I was shocked, does this man think he his, “Who said you were the a hot man I wanted to look at?” I keep walking, while looking at his body. He abruptly stops the treadmill and pushes the emergency stop on mine. “I don’t like to play games, so you can either hop on this train or hop off...your decision.” I’m in awe at the audacity fo this man. He’s so serious it’s, almost scary, but I can tell he just wants me to be real. “Well...” I step off my treadmill and close the space between us.“...that depends on the destination.” He smirks and licks his lips, while looking me dead in my eyes. He takes a long drink of his water bottle, never breaking eye contact. 

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competitive

drunk in love

mind games

serious

I followed him becasue he seemed to know where he was going. Considering we were stranded in London and had no way of finding our way to back to the air bnb. I was on his heels like a lost puppy. I refused to get snatched up in the London underground.

She’s directionally challenged and always forgets where she parks, but she means well so I let it go. I felt her hold onto my jacket pocket as the sea of people came rushing past us from the train. I wrapped my arm around her to make sure she knew I was aware of her. She then pulled me closer to her, and I knew she was special. 

“This is why I should plan the trips” he said. I scoffed, knowing his idea of fun was hanging out with the UK’s lost souls and snapping pictures for his portfolio. “This is why I would have booked a nicer air bnb CLOSER to the activities we planned.” 

“ Okay, okay” I kissed her forehead. She was right, but I knew she secretly loved latching onto me and letting me take the lead…on most days. 

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scary cats

oldie but goodies

best friends

encouragement

He’s such a show off, but not in a pompous way, in a way that makes you feel like you’re with someone that mattered to the world. He shows off by being so damn cool he’s not even trying. No one questions him, accept me. 

She is so intelligent it’s scary and I can’t let her know that. I also can’t let her know how much I want her in my life, it would make me look needy and weak. I saw her walk into the bar with this air about her that made me feel like I should know already. I do need her. 

I saw him sitting on my stool, and talking to my bartender friend, he’s got some nerve. I sat next to him and ordered my usual, carrying conversation with my friends when I noticed he hasn’t yet looked away. I needed him to keep looking at me, making me feel like I deserved to be looked at. I glanced over the brim of my glass and raised my eyebrow. 

“Oh, I’m sorry, I look like such a creep” I said. Hoping she won’t be too offended by my eyes observing her beauty. “You said it not me” She joked with me. “So what’s a creep like you doing in such a nice bar like this”, I choked a little on my beer. She was better than me in every way. 

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love letters

show off

grunge

“mine”

I walked to my morning coffee stop as usual, when I see him. He’s wearing sweater that looks soft with rugged jeans and dapper shoes. He’s got a better sense of style than most men, that’s a little intimidating. I walk in and stop next to him to gaze at the menu, I’m in the mood to try something new, but also to see him a little closer.

I hear the door open and a gust of her warm spiced scent hits my noes as she stops next to me. I glance over and she’s looks like she’s a PSA for fall, a large scarf, ripped jeans and a suede jacket with her hair in big braids draping her shoulders. “You can go ahead of me, I’m still deciding” I say.

He’s such a gentle man and offers me to go in front of him, he didn’t even glance at the rest of my body, which I appreciate. “Oh, I’m still looking too,  have you been here before?” He responds in a deep voice, “No, but I might start coming here more often.”

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coffee / tea

neck kisses

eye contact

sharing food ( like all the time )

I was dancing to Lizzo live at Coachella when I heard a voice start to hype me up. “Ayye! oh, kill em”. I didn’t turn back and assumed, it was the general vibe for a music festival. Until I started throwin it back for a real one. The cheers roared and I turned around to see a him filming me with a crew of people clapping and screaming with praise. 

I was enjoying Lizzo’s set when I saw her, gettin it all by her self. Did she come here by herself? I cheered her on and pulled out my phone to send it to my my friends who were blacked out somewhere. She instinctively turned around and made full on eye contact with me. Hands on the air and her hips swaying she walked towards me, and I stopped recording once she was in talking distance. Everyone around us cheering for her and then going bak to Lizzo’s performance.

“Hey, you should send me that video.” I said to him. He added me on instagram and tagged me in his post to his story. He captioned it “Future wife” I sneaked a picture of him and tagged him, captioning it “ what a daddy”. We both laughed and lost our voices screaming to Lizzo. 

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alfalfa (little rascals)

push over

low key BDE

waves

His rhythmic heart beat almost lulled you to sleep as you two watched yet another Harry Potter marathon, thanks to Freeform. He caressed underneath your thigh as Hedwig flew across the screen.

As she laid on my chest, I could see she was falling asleep through her curls. I loved watching her in such a peaceful state, and then my stomach growled. She popped up from my chest and looked at me.

His stomach vibrated and let out a low rumble, and it jolted awake. I looked at him and his eyes were wide with embarrassment. “Are you...hungry?” I chuckled. “I’m so sorry” he sputtered with laughter. “General Sohes take out?” He nodded and hummed in agreement. 

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lovey dovey

foodies

heart eyes

stay home

Honesty is key with us and neither of us want to be told what we want to hear. We hate when people aren't themselves and low key only fuck with each other. We know we don’t fit in and thats why we found each other.

We kind of hated each other at first, he had a big mouth and so did I, but we knew neither of us were backing down anytime soon. It started over him bashing music festivals and me obviously defending my favorite past time. 

Drink in hand we were at each other's throats...verbally for now. He was very attractive, but his stance for watching Beyonce live, was awful. I don’t even remember how it ended me rolling my eyes, him seeming unbothered, but we gathered around to sing my friend happy birthday, me and him belting it out at the top of our lungs again trying to one up the other.

She was gorgeous and the first girl to disagree with what I said, instead of laugh & smile. I watched her grab a slice of cake & before she could find a spot I pulled out a chair for her to sit in next to me. She hesitated but took it nonetheless. “We had a pretty nice duet by the way” She smiled and said “duet? I was pretty sure that was a solo” We both laughed and shoved our faces with cake. 

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honesty

adventure

bare feet

travel

We are so similar it’s scary, we finish each other sentences, feel the same way about many things, except who sleeps on what side of the bed. We always end up in the same position when morning comes, his arm underneath my pillow and my leg on top of his. I’ve explained this to him the entire road trip to his parents house. He turns down the radio and rests his elbow on the center console, pondering my words. 

My hand is gripping the wheel while my thoughts are racing. I grin at her argument of sleeping on my side of the bed, but I know I’ll win this one. We go back & forth on scenarios to convince one another, an intruder, the cold window, having to climb over one another, nothing is working.

I see his little shit grin and I already know how I’m going to win this one. Reverse psychology. “Okay, okay...you can sleep on your side, becasue I’m selfless & want the best for you.” I smile and caress his hand. I see the look on his face & he’s stumped. I watch him and smile, then furrow his brows, & say “ you know what... I love you so much...that I’ll accept your gracious offer, becasue I’m grateful for you.” I scoff and roll my eyes. He lets out a hearty laugh and rubs my thigh, as we zoom past the trees & wildlife. 

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spontaneity

flirty

real

crazy in love

He took a while to finally open up to me and tell me enjoyed my company, let alone liked me. I sat on the coffee table and pet the orange tabby, turning in circles from my touch. I was surprisingly early to this date, but I like being the first one to see him walk through the door.  

I saw her petting my favorite tabby at the cat cafe, go figure. I was nervous to see her one on one, but I knew she wouldn’t bite...

He smiled at me and I stood up to greet him. “Hey, you!” I hugged him, catching him slightly off guard as he hugged me back a few seconds later. 

She smelled like sweet flowers and her hug felt like sun rays. I didn’t except her to be so perfect so soon. But truthfully, I knew she was when I first met her from a close friend, but she can’t know that already...

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nicknames

glasses > contacts

intelligent

artsy

Honestly we’re both huge nerds, we love gushing about something we recently saw or read, telling each other about the newest controversy. We were in the home decor section of target when he suddenly stopped talking and stood still in front of the mug collection, cluttered and chaotic. 

I was telling her about how snakes used to have legs and I saw this row of mugs thrown across the shelf. I had to fix it, ...no, yes...it’s a mess! I took a deep breath, “Why. How can people do this and be okay with it?” I gestured my had to the shelf. 

I laughed, knowing he’s going to try and organize the mess. “Babe, it’s not your job to figure it out, its your job to choose one.” He looked at me with confusion. I rolled my eyes with a grin on my face and shuffled around the mugs. “Close your eyes” I said and grabbed his hand. “Think of what kind of mug you want.”

She grabbed my hand and I thought of what stupid mug I wanted form this suffering shelf. She was crazy, but I trusted her. She told me to reach for the mug that felt right and I reached for a handle. When I peeked through my eye lids, it was a an all white mug that read in skinny scribbly writing, “ R E L A X ”.

I laughed out loud and covered my mouth from disturbing the rest of the store. He looked at me and chuckled, “Fuck these mugs” he put it back on the shelf and interlaced his fingers with mine as I snickered down the aisle.

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touchy feely

warm hands

can i touch ur butt...

sincere & sensitive

Rough but sweet, is what I would describe us as. We give each other a hard time, but would there be any fun if we didn't? I woke up to his wild curls sitting displaced on his face. I ran my fingers through his hair and he hummed awake. I pulled away & watched him open his eyes.

My eyes opened slowly and I saw her face, smiling at me like I was the only thing that mattered. I stretched towards her and pulled her closer to me as I wrapped my arms around her, squeezing her soft body. She giggled & wrapped her legs around my waist, rubbing my back.

He smelled like last nights musky cologne and my coconut conditioner, god did I love his scent. He left little love bites on my shoulder, as I traced my finger nails up and down the crease in his back. We laid there entangled in each other half awake, but fully aware we found our person.

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adrenaline

everything is now

fast paced

“kids in a candy store”