-Ro's Sokeefe Celebration-

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Keefe's POV: 

As I sat in my room, gazing out at the stars through the large window, a warm feeling spread through my chest. Thoughts of Sophie, the girl who had captured my heart, filled my mind. It was still surreal to me that we were finally a couple. The goofy grin on my face refused to wane as I replayed the moments we shared in my head.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and my ogre bodyguard, Ro, stomped in with her usual brute force. She caught sight of my expression and quirked a thick brow at me. "Well, well, what's got you grinning like a lovestruck fool, Keefe?" Her deep voice reverberated in the room.

I chuckled, unable to contain my joy any longer. "It's Foster, Ro. We're officially together now," I announced, my excitement palpable.

Ro let out a booming laugh, her eyes lighting up with amusement. "Took you two long enough! I've been waiting for this day!" She teased, her voice filled with mock impatience.

I couldn't help but laugh along with her. Ro had always been, fiercely protective and endlessly loyal. Her approval meant the world to me. As she settled down on a nearby chair, a mischievous glint in her eye, I recounted the story of how Sophie and I had finally confessed our feelings for each other.

She listened intently, her enormous frame dwarfing the furniture around her. When I finished, a wide grin formed on her rugged face. "It's about time, Hunkyhair. You two were dancing around each other for ages. I'm throwing a mini celebration for my favorite couple; I am glad Blondie finally figured it out." she declared with a chuckle.

I watched as Ro sprang into action, rummaging through her bag for some makeshift party supplies. The sight of her big fingers fumbling with tiny streamers never failed to amuse me. I shook my head in fond exasperation, grateful for her unbridled enthusiasm.

As we sat in my room, amidst the colorful decorations Ro had put up, I couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for having her by my side. She was more than just a bodyguard; she was family. And now, with Sophie in my life, I felt like the luckiest man in the world.

Hours flew by as we laughed and shared stories, the bond between us strengthening with each passing moment. Ro's booming laughter filled the room, a stark contrast to the gentle melodies that played in my heart whenever I thought of Foster.

Just as the night began to quieten, there was a soft knock on the door. I glanced at Ro, who winked mischievously before answering it. In walked Foster, her bright eyes searching the room until they landed on me. A smile graced her lips, and my heart skipped a beat at the sight of her.

"Hey, Keefe. I heard there was a celebration going on in here. Mind if I join?" Her voice was like music to my ears, a sweet melody that echoed in the depths of my soul.

I stood up, my hand outstretched towards her. "Always room for you, Soph," I replied, unable to hide the love that shone in my eyes.

Ro's knowing gaze flitted between us, a silent understanding passing between her and Sophie. As the three of us settled back into our impromptu party, surrounded by the remnants of Ro's decorations, I knew that this moment would forever be etched in my memory.

In that small room, amidst laughter and shared secrets, I found solace in the company of those who mattered most to me. Sophie, with her kind heart and unwavering support, Ro, with her fierce loyalty and protective instincts—it was a tableau of love in its purest form.

As the night drew to a close and Sophie snuggled against my side, her warmth seeping into my bones, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. The road to love's revelation had been a tumultuous one, but it had brought me to this moment, this undeniable truth: in the embrace of those who truly cared for me, I had found my home.

And as I drifted off to sleep, Sophie's soft breathing a soothing lullaby in the background, I knew that this was just the beginning of our journey together—a journey filled with love, laughter, and the unwavering bond of friendship that would guide us through the trials ahead.

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As I slowly opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Sophie's peaceful face, her hair splayed across my chest as she slept soundly in my arms. The night before had been filled with laughter and joy as we celebrated Ro's mini victory, and now, in the soft glow of dawn, everything felt perfect. I brushed a strand of hair away from Sophie's face, marveling at how lucky I was to have her in my life. Seems she fell aslepe and ended up staying over.

Careful not to disturb her, I shifted slightly, propping myself up on one elbow to get a better look at her. The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over her features. She looked so content, so beautiful, that my heart swelled with affection for her. Leaning down, I pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, feeling her stir slightly in response.

After a few more moments of simply watching her sleep, Sophie finally blinked her eyes open, a soft smile gracing her lips as she met my gaze. "Good morning, Keefe," she murmured, her voice still husky with sleep. I couldn't help but smile back, feeling a rush of warmth at the sound of her voice.

"Good morning, Foster," I replied, my heart skipping a beat at the sight of her sleepy but radiant face. "Did you sleep well?"

She nodded, stretching languidly before snuggling closer to me. "I always sleep well when I'm with you," she said, her eyes sparkling with affection.

I felt a rush of gratitude wash over me, thankful for every moment I got to spend with this incredible girl. Without a word, I leaned in to capture her lips in a tender kiss, savoring the softness of her mouth against mine. It was a simple gesture, but it spoke volumes of the love and tenderness I felt for her.

After our sweet moment, we decided to head outside to enjoy the beautiful morning together. The air was crisp and cool, the grass beneath our feet damp with dew. We found a cozy spot under a blooming cherry blossom tree, its delicate pink petals fluttering in the gentle breeze.

Sitting down side by side, we leaned against the trunk of the tree, our shoulders touching as we gazed out at the peaceful surroundings. The world seemed to slow down around us, allowing us to simply bask in each other's presence.

I turned to Sophie, taking in the way the morning light danced in her hair, turning it into a golden halo around her head. "You know, Sophie," I began, my voice soft but filled with sincerity, "I never knew what it meant to truly be happy until I met you."

Her eyes met mine, shimmering with unshed tears. "Keefe," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion, "you've brought so much light into my life. I don't know what I'd do without you."

My heart clenched at her words, overwhelmed by the depth of love I felt for her. Without a second thought, I reached out to cup her cheek, my thumb brushing away a stray tear. "You'll never have to find out, Sophie," I promised, my voice steady. "I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

In that moment, surrounded by the beauty of nature and the warmth of our love, I knew that I had found my home in Sophie. No matter where life took us, as long as we had each other, we would always be happy.

We sat there in silence for a while, content to simply be with each other. The sun rose higher in the sky, casting a golden light over us as we reveled in the peace and tranquility of the moment.

As the day stretched out before us, filled with endless possibilities, I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be: by Sophie's side, sharing in the joy and beauty of life together. And as I looked into her eyes, deep pools of warmth and love, I knew that I would always cherish every moment, every smile, every kiss shared between us. Because in Sophie, I had found not just love, but a kindred spirit, a partner in all things, and a forever in her arms.

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