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he can't take his eyes off of you when you're hanging out with him and your friends.
you lean back on the couch, looking over at the boy with the buzz cut and raising your eyebrows slightly, "what're you staring at, cutie?"
you'd always called him that, he was your best friend and you'd always had a flirty relationship.
dylan smiled softly, "just you."
you smiled, you'd always thought dylan liked you— the feeling was mutual but you were too scared to do anything about your feelings.
"you're sweet, dyl." you replied softly.
one of your friends groaned, "just date already!"
dylan looked away, his cheeks burning slightly. your friends quickly changed the subject as they sensed you were both uncomfortable.
when they left shortly after, you rested your hand on top of his, "i guess i should admit that i like you too, right?" you smiled as his honey brown eyes met with yours.
"how did you know i liked— never mind, i guess it was pretty obvious." he said quietly.
"yeah." you grinned.
"would it be weird if i kissed you right now?" he asked shyly.
"not at all." you replied.
he carefully rested his hand on your cheek before he kissed you, his lips were soft and gentle, just like you imagined they would be.
"wow." dylan said in awe when he pulled away from the kiss.
"i don't know why we haven't done this sooner." you smirked.
dylan laughed, his eyes crinkling slightly, "so, um, about the dating thing... do you think you'd ever want to... you know...?"
you smiled, "if you're asking me out on a date, then i'd love to."
he smiled, it was the happiest you'd seen him in a long time and you couldn't wait to keep making him happy in the future.
