Invisible Boyfriend- Kendrick
So, this is actually a re-write of a deleted draft I was almost finished with and I had a whole breakdown when I accidentally deleted it at 2 in the morning but here it is! I’m sorry to whoever requested this, I’m sorry it has taken me this long!
It was hard to describe what Kendrick looked like. The sweaters he wore over his buttoned up shirts, raggedy jeans, piercings that littered his ears, the round black framed glasses that sat on his face, the hoard of face masks he wore everyday, the bandaids and bandages he would wear around his hands and wrists as well as his neck helped, but it didn’t stop others from questioning things. What color were his eyes? Could you see hin tongue if he stick it out? What happened if you both wanted to….ahem…
A blush arose upon your face, heating it to the point where you found yourself seeking out the straw you suckled on welcoming the cool liquid to aid in cooling yourself off. You peered around taking in the bodies that mingles around yourself senslessly. You tugged on the waist of your kneelength dress as you walked forward, toward the familiar body that leaned against the railing outside of the crowded barn your cousin had her wedding in.
You placed your left hand, now dewy with the condencation from the drink, and comfortingly rubbed the sweater covered back causing the body it encased to jump, a pair of familiar black framed glasses looking up at you. “Hey,” you said casually with a small smile gracing your features as you could make out a similar one being shown through the light blue face mask he wore. “Hi,” He mumbled as he stood up, his arms encasing themselves around your waist.
“You doing okay?” You asked him as you held your drink up at him, inviting him to take a swig, inwhich he did. Pulling down the face mask to rest just under his chin as he took hold of the cool drink, the straw disappearing between his unseen lips. He hummed an unformilair toon as he peered around the lit up barn, at least you assumed that’s what he was doing. You watched as his earings shone in the set lighting, the glasses he worse reflecting the scene he watched. It made you wonder how he felt about the wedding, if he wanted to get married, have kids, build a normal idolized life everyone as a child dreamed of.
You were so caught up in your daydreaming you hadn’t noticed his attention drawing back to you. And how he noticed the adoration and love you held within your eyes when you looked at him. It hit him hard, you coudln’t fully see who he was, couldn’t see when he smiled or blushed your way, how large his hands would be against your own, or how much he held those same feelings within his own eyes.
He loved you more than anything, but it was hard for him to show it. He thought back to the little black velvet box he had hidden amongst his boxers in one of the drawers back home. He looked back at you, straw leaving his lips, facemask still down, and pecked your lips gently. He’ll show you soon enough, he just had to wait.
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