Summary : Your friend dragged you out to a party, where you met a gorgeous boy named Bobby which would soon become something more than just a stranger...
Warnings : Makeout Sesh by the end, cigarettes smoking, consuming alcohol, a bit of harsh language, smut is basically implied over the end, not explained though!!! Other than that, it's pure fluff <3
First ever fanfic...kinda nervous. :C
Cigarette blessings
A Bobby Skeetz fanfic.
It was a cold Friday night...Your friend, Jade, had invited you over to a party.
You weren't really the kind to love parties, but you accepted to go to this one to keep company to your friend.
As soon as you reached the party, you saw...probably the prettiest boy you had ever seen : blue eyes, tall, bleach blonde hair, pale skin, and perfect moles covering his beautiful face.
Your friend noticed you and already knew who you were staring at.
"What's up, already falling in love?" - Jade teased, her voice low, but clear.
You snapped out of it-
"Uh? Oh uhm- NO! I...I'm not. Let's just go-" – You remarked, knowing well that you were...basically down bad already for that boy, even if you saw him for only 3 minutes.
You both started vibing and drinking at the party, making new friends and having fun.
You suddenly bumped into the bleach blonde haired boy, and as soon as you noticed you had bumped into him you apologized.
"Hey, It's...it's fine really- no need to apologize, love-" – He said, speaking loudly but softly so you could hear him.
His voice made your heart flutter, and your eyes flicker in between his lips and his eyes.
"Uh-Uhm...Yeah- Still I'm super sorry- I really didn't want t-"
"Hey. it's okay." – He said with a reassuring tone, and then went back to dancing.
You thought to yourself : "well fuck...if this is my first interaction with him, I'm actually done already..."
You went back to dancing and singing your heart out, and eventually wanted to go out for a smoke, unaware of what would happen.
**
As you walked out, you saw the same exact boy from earlier.
He was smoking a cigarette, his hair falling in his face in the most perfect way, and the lighting enhancing all his features, from his sapphire blue eyes to his gorgeous moles.
You posted up right beside him, and took a cigarette out of a packet you had pulled out of your pocket. You started patting your coat and pants for a lighter...
"Fuckin' hell..." – You murmured, still in search of that damn lighter.
The blonde boy turned his face to look at you, and offered you his lighter.
"Have mine, it's no big deal." – He said, his voice being super soft again, and his tone sweet and relaxing.
"Oh- Thank you..." – You smiled at him, and took the lighter from his hand, and lit your cigarette, taking a long drag out of it and exhaling...
The blondie was looking at you, and staring at the way your lips curled to blow out the smoke.
"So...What's your name?" – He asked, looking at you as he smoked his cigarette.
"Y/N. What's yours?" – You looked at his gorgeous blue eyes, and felt yourself basically fall in his gaze.
"Bobby. Robert, more formally..." – He giggled, as he inhaled and exhaled the smoke.
"Bobby? It suits you." – You chuckled, stomping on your now finished cigarette with your heel.
"Flattering. Really." - He rolled his eyes, trying to act all annoyed, even though he clearly wasn't.
"Hey...Uh, wanna go back inside to...You know, dance together?" – You took your shot, and hoped for the best...
As you waited for him to answer, the tension got thicker and thicker.
"Absolutely. You're a pretty girl, you're kind...Why the fuck not." – He took your hand gently and led you back inside, where you started dancing with him.
Feeling his hands on you felt like a blessing, like angels falling down from the sky: his touch was gentle, his eyes were looking at you, and the feelings between you two were gettinf stronger, even if you met only a few minutes ago.
"Fancy a drink with me?" — he questioned, raising his eyebrow, and smirking slightly.
"Well, sure!" — you followed him to the bartender and ordered a few shots and drinks, which were gone in less than 7 minutes of small talk and teasing.
By the time you finished the drinks, you were far gone : a bit drunk, flirting with eachother, and dancing as if no one was watching.
"Hey, could you come out with me, by chance?" — Bobby questioned, holding you by your waist, and slowly taking you out of the door
"For sure-..." — unphased and unbothered, in a complete other world.
You both posted up outside, where no one could see you.
"So...What's up?" — You asked him, genuinely curious.
"I...I like you." — He said, muffled and slurred all together from how drunk he was.
You looked at him in total shock, and without any hesitation and without even saying a word, you kissed him.
He was caught off guard by the kiss, tensing up a bit, but after a while he relaxed and cupped your face, deepening the kiss as if he had been waiting for it for an entire lifetime.
He smelled like cigarettes and whiskey, and you physically couldn't get enough of him.
**
You slid your hands up his shoulders, and slowly pulled away, even though you didn't want to.
"Well...That-...That was quick!" — You chuckled, your cheeks a light shade of pink, and your lips yearning for another kiss.
"Y/N...I want you..." — Bobby said, diving into your neck and slowly kissing it, trying to search for your g-spot...
"B-Bobby..." — You slightly whimpered, not expecting his neck kisses.
He completely forgot you guys were in public, and continued kissing your neck as you enjoyed it, not even shy about whatever was happening.
"Tell me anytime if you want me to stop." — He reassured you, making out with you still, but not wanting you to force yourself.
"I...I don't want you to stop. Actually...My flat is a few yards away from here...We could go there?" — You proposed, knowing that this making out sesh would've went probably further than just neck kisses.
"Great idea. Let's go then, gorgeous, shall we?" — He agreed, taking your hand and letting you lead him there.
You can imagine how the night ended. ;)
