a/n: skater geto teaching u how to skate! đ«¶đŒ i wanna make this a series so bad, how they met, y/n meeting getoâs friends, maybe even smut⊠at the skate park⊠ehe. mainly it was this on twt who made me wanna write this!!!
âlookie there,â you feel a nudge from your side from your friend before looking up at the group of skaters that walk past. and amongst them, you can pick out their oversized t-shirts and baggy pants that never seem to show their actual physique, along with their skateboards tucked snugly under their arms.
âyou got over your crush yet?â another friend cuts in, eyeing them with a scowl on her face as they walk past and you resist the urge to say that youâre dating one of them. as far as you know, their reputation precedes them and theyâve been nothing but âtroubleâ â but youâll believe it when you see it.
âshut up,â you laugh, nudging her back before geto catches your eye. he tries not to give you a little wave, the ones he gives you when youâre safely home from across the road and the ones when heâs chucking rocks at your window. âand theyâre not all bad, you know.â
âjust because you had a term with geto suguru to work on a project doesnât change my mind.â
and you donât blame her, either, especially with how shitty last yearâs seniors were. naoya, mahito, jogo â they were pieces of shit that thought messing up the school, disrupting class and moaning at the back of the assembly hall was fun, and thank god they were gone. stigma does tend to remain, though.Â
walking felt like ages â out of campus, into the courtyard â something that you were wishing didnât take up so much time, âwell, this is where we part. see you guys tomorrow!â hugging your friends, you eye geto and his friends try to look uninterested, obviously waiting for your friends to leave for good. gojo trips over something and you giggle, almost caught red-handed when your friend pulls away from the embrace.
âwhat are you giggling at?â
you swallow, struggling to hold eye contact, ânothing! just thought of something funny, haha, sâall.â
âokayâŠâ inwardly sighing, you see that she doesnât suspect a thing, while your other friend didnât exactly care about your little slip-up. âis dinner still on tomorrow?â
you can faintly see suguru groaning and complaining and this time you bite your lip to suppress another laugh, nodding furiously to the question before they walk in the opposite direction. youâre thankful they live in the same area. finally, theyâre gone for good, but you wait for them to be out of sight for a minute before youâre waving your boyfriend and his friends over.
â(y/n), when are you gonna tell your friends? you know that i canât keep my mouth shut for longââ gojo gets a smack on his back by choso, the three share laughter, and it usually goes like this (even with gojo trying his best to keep your secret under wraps), but the thing that always manages to surprise you is how geto greets you. sometimes, he brings flowers. other times, he twirls you around if heâs excited, and maybe if heâs feeling tame, he settles for a peck on the cheek or temple or lips. safe to say, geto suguru is obsessed with you.Â
âhey,â geto grins, smoothly bringing you in with an arm while the other carries his skateboard, âready to go?â youâre about to answer him when his friends cut in noisily (how your friends donât hear him is beyond you) and you think theyâre going to shout something insulting like the boys you see in movies â even when theyâve shown how much they love you as getoâs girlfriend.
âmake sure geto doesnât fall off his skateboard!â choso bursts into laughter at gojoâs statement, âhave fun, you lovebirds.â
suguru gives them the finger and tells them to piss off, but you just giggle at their quips as they head off to a fast-food restaurant. your boyfriend only adores the interaction from afar; when you turn to face him again, his eyebrow is raised and a little smile forms and you have to look at his chest to avoid his piercing stare.
âyouâre too cute,â he notes nonchalantly, and today, heâs quiet and silently loving, pressing a quick peck to your cheek. âhowâs your friends?â
you sigh, brushing getoâs signature bangs out of his face, ânot coming âround. theyâre convinced all skater boys are devils.â
âitâs alright, i donât blame them. our seniors were crap.â geto swiftly takes your hand in his, ignoring the tingly feeling when you interlace his fingers with yours. âever since the incident, theyâve been kicked out and banned from the skate park, so itâs good we donât interact with them even after theyâve graduated.â
âyeah, itâs great.â
âit is?â the smile geto gives you is teasing, âyouâre great too.â
you roll your eyes, but donât deny the heat on your cheeks. âyeah, yeah, whatever. letâs just go.â
you love geto, you do, but sometimes, you shouldnât let him talk you into things â as excited as you were for this day, thinking of riding on a skateboard and actually being on it were two different things.
âbaby, if it helps, maybe you could keep your arms out,â geto shouts from across the skate park, being extremely optimistic after seeing you balance on it. moving was another story though.
âi justâ canât, i always feel like falling!â you shout back, landing on a leg to stop the slow moving skateboard (if it was even really moving). even holding out your arms didnât work, the familiar beat of your heart always speeding up when you feel like youâre going to fall.
âmaybe iâm not ready yet.â
the other frowns, jogging over, âno, maybe weâre taking it too fast. câmon, up you go.â
he ushers you back onto the board, clutching tightly onto your hands like a toddler on their first steps. it made you look stupid, heck, you feel stupid, but geto only offers a soft smile, placing kisses on both hands.
âmaybe i shouldâve guided you with my hands. or would you rather weâŠâ he grins, moving his hands to your waist and you shriek, immediately grabbing hold of his forearms, âslow dance style.â
loud laughter escapes you, so distracted and focused on his face that you donât even notice geto dragging you along until youâve completed a small distance. the ride feels easy enough, and soon he takes his hands off your waist with a grin.
âthatâs my darlinâ!â
his laughter is like sunshine and rain and everything you like, his jet black hair blowing in the soft breeze.
âyouâre moving, baby!â
âshit, am i?â your legs arenât wobbling any more, nor do your feet feel heavy. youâre able to stop the skateboard and start, albeit slowly, but youâre still able to get somewhere without any help. âi am! su, look!â
âi am looking,â getoâs laughter subsides into a smile, pleasantly surprised when the board vanishes below you and youâre taken up into the air suddenly. youâre flying in his arms, face inches from his while youâre holding tightly to make sure you donât slip. âand she is looking stunning as always.â heat creeps up your neck to your face, and youâre glad you can blame it on the sun at least.
âyouâre not looking so bad yourself, skater boy,â even on the skateboard, itâs difficult to reach his height, but you love it anyway: dangly arms around his frame, body weight supported effortlessly by the skater.
âiâll teach you how to do an ollie next,â geto knows itâs far from your intended to-do list today, so he kisses you, geto suguru kisses you to (partially) distract you, swallowing your surprise, but he also kisses you because he likes (loves) it. he has you wrapped up in his arms, sweating to the bone from the scorching rays and the rush of adrenaline through his veins, and you unknowingly untangle his hair from those chains of his.
âiâm going to die attempting an ollie,â you giggle, breath mixing with his after the heated kiss.
âor we could just kiss, instead, princess.â
one day. one day youâll tell your friends and youâll receive the brunt of their disapproval, but here in this old skate park, youâre willing to miss a few hours of studying to be with your skater, lover boy.
sigh. when will a broody skater boy who acts all tough and bad but is actually all soft for his girl gonna come along
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