I Want You, Obviously

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎

Jordyn's Pov

Saying Kamryn looked like a queen is a momentous understatement. I couldn't help checking her out.

Her hair was neatly done, half up half down, and her face was gorgeous as always. She had on diamond earrings that smoothly applauded her jawline.

She had on glimmering-glossy lip gloss, a diamond nose ring piece, and makeup. Natural look though.

The makeup surrounding her eyes made her natural eyelashes and deep amber eyes contrast everything around her.

She was wearing a diamond butterfly necklace—it matched her neck tattoo that I just noticed she had.

Her dress was strapless but conveyed her hourglass complex gorgeously. Her red dress harmonized perfectly with the red signature tattoo above her collarbone.

𝒦𝒶𝓂𝓇𝓎𝓃 ❤︎

Her dress was extensive on her upper body and saluted her waist remarkably— generously even. The bottom area of her dress was red, with flowy-laced fabric flowing down to her knees and the floor.

It was erratic, but that's what made it perfect.

Kamryn had on red tights with diamond heels that made her butterfly tattoo stand out. It also contrasted the red, and so did her anklets and buss down watch.

Her diamond Cuban link bracelet enthralled in the copper ombre lights. She was dripped out and classy.

Boujee as she should be.

When I finally looked back up at her face—she had a smile as luminous as day—bright as one's future—the first time I've ever discovered her smile. It took all of this.

It was most definitely worth it.
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Kamryn's Pov

Confessing I wasn't happy, or filled with satisfaction; would be a white lie. That's one of the exceptional reasons I was smiling. Probably the first genuine smile I've ever shown Jordyn.

Speaking of them, Jordyn looked devilishly good-looking. Like I've been staring at them the same way they've been eyeing me.

Jordyn's hair was neatly fixated in a tied-up hairdo. It showed the smooth, slick powerful jawline that could slash and annihilate.

Their light grey eyes matched their shimmering-diamond earrings. I didn't fail to notice the diamond chain resting comfortably on their neck.

Jordyn's skin shined—shined brighter than their chains, or earrings—shined brighter than the stars if they could. It was apparent that it was moisturized and sharpened to my eye's desire.

Their tuxedo was prepared flawlessly—specifically letter-perfect. Exclusively picture perfect—just unexplainably unflawed.

I realized I was gazing intensely, so I ultimately sat in front of Jordyn.

The moment I did, I was knocked with an extremely delightful smell. It was undoubtedly Jordyn's perfume, or cologne, maybe lotion—I couldn't tell specifically.

All I know is–it's comforting.

"You look handsome."

I acknowledged to Jordyn; shattering the stillness. I remembered they loved masculine praises, so I planned to give them some all night.

They blushed, and honestly, that was the first time I've ever seen or made them blush.

I'd do it again in a heartbeat.

"Thank you, but you—you look—wow."

Jordyn complimented me with a look of awe. I'm not surprised they're still astounded; frankly, I would be too if I were them.

"Thank you, but did you have to go through the prepping process—or was that just me?"

I implored with a short chuckle. Getting ready was by far the most troublesome fraction of this all.

"Yes—it was beyond hectic."

They said while seeming theatrical, but they weren't fabricating. It really was active.

We continued talking about our entire preparation process. It turns out we both had to go through different things.

It didn't startle me though.

Jordyn's heated part was actually the showering and dressing part. Mine, on the other hand, was the hair and makeup.

Our discussion changed course because I was overpowered by the fact that Jordyn has yearned for this, and so did everyone else.

That wasn't what overwhelmed me though, it was the fact that I recalled absolutely nothing about them.

"You're a triplet??"

I blurted out while Jordyn was in the middle of telling me things about their essentially confidential life.

"Yes, I'm a triplet. My brother's name is Jasper and my sister's name is Indigo. Jasper graduated already and Indigo goes to a private school."

Jordyn enlightened me while picking up a piece of shrimp from their plate.

They decided to request Fettuccine Shrimp Alfredo with an iced tea.

I decided on Chow Mein with Asparagus and well-done steak slices. I decided on iced tea, but no ice—so sweet tea.

"Do you have any siblings other than your brother?"

Jordyn questioned me—resuming our conversation. I don't recall the first time Jordyn and I met, or when they came across my brother. So I questioned them.

"Can you tell me the day we met, and the day you found out you liked me?"