A C T O R S || OS 02

131. Keanu Reeves | Different

By : ficsnroses | Tumblr

summary : you attempt to explain social media to your oblivious boyfriend, Keanu, during a cute impromptu evening cuddle session.

warnings : loads of fluff! age difference [not specified], x f! reader.

words : 1.9k.

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"Hey, babe, you wanna go on a motorcycle ride?" A pondering Keanu wonders, worn out arch hat held in thick fingers. "There's supposed to be a killer sunset soon." Long hair outgrown freshly, his shining threads of raven hair had begun to host sporadic specks of silver; managing an appearance all the more handsome.

"Yeah, sure." You return, eyes focused to the black mirror screen of your phone; inattentive to say the least. Eyes absorbed to the blue screen below, your breathes move slow, deliberate; relaxed. Normally, you weren't one to centre immense attention to social media, or the raging world at your finger tips. Nonetheless; your feed just happened to be far too fulfilled today, far too many intriguing eye catchers spattered upon your personalized canvas.

"Where did uh-..." You start, eyes still motionless, caged to your device. "Where did you uh...wanna," Paused, brows thread slight, absorbed. Eyes scrunching with your head shaken slightly, your mind struggles to produce the proper word, momentarily consumed by the images in front of you. "Go." You blink, snapping; slight emphasis on the word when it finally finds your tongue. "Where did you want to go, baby?" Sparked interest, your tone holds curiosity; attentiveness. All hues you'd hoped Keanu understood you did have in the moment; just momentarily distracted. "You said something about motorcycle...?"

"Yeah, a ride..." Keanu begins again, observing your occupied form situated on the crème couch of his home. Keanu and you were still quite fresh, still adjusting to life together. Merely a firm 4 months into your relationship, you'd figured out one thing quite swift.

You'd keep each other around as long the universe would allow, as long as the skies let. Love is blind, you'd heard; and blind it would stay. The age difference was a factor you'd had to talk out, factor into what had grown. Yet one datum would ring true, triumphant above all.

You love him, and he loves you.

It was as simple as could be.

"Yenno, a ride down sunset maybe," Keanu speaks, distracted to his train of thought when your eyes stay intent to your screen. "Up the hill to our favourite spot and...uh..." Stocky hand ran through his hair, Keanu's voice retracts, baritone gently higher when he asks aloud. "Hey, babe, are you even listening?"

Breathing a deep inhale, your eyes flutter to your tall, deliciously handsome boyfriend. In blue jeans and a simple black shirt, he miens delectable; soft features with his full beard tamed to a beautiful fresh groom; your heart races by the second. "Of course I'm listening." You giggle, patting the vacant spot beside your frame. "C'mere." You smile, cellphone discarded to the fluffed cotton of the opposite pillow. Keanu carefully situates himself down adjacent, sighing with his heavy palms rested to his jean clad thighs.

He smells of pine, and a cigarette smoked hours ago. Lingering, the scent of your special shea shampoo radiates off his mane; you'd been leaving considerably more of your belongings at his place recently.

"Motorcycle ride. Sunset." You chime, arms wrapping delicately snaked to his neck, with a gentle kiss placed to dark, stubble ridden cheek. "I was indeed listening." Finishing, your head rests softly just under his neck to the broad of his chest, arms finding refuge wrapped around his toned torso. Keanu sighs, his own arms finding your body when they engulf around your waist, one hand rested to his thigh as his other soothes gentle, caring brushes to your hip.