One day at the bar, Corky had the guts to ask you if you wanted a smoke. When you told him you didn't smoke, he offered you a drink instead. When you told him you had somewhere to be, he asked if he could get you anything at all.
"How 'bout you gimme ten feet, Corky?" You're shuffling backwards and crossing your arms, looking for your friend or the nearest exit—whichever came first. The last thing you wanted was for him to think he was winning you over.
"How about one?" He takes a big step towards you and his face is, more accurately, inches from yours. Before he has a chance to kiss you, he pulls back and lightly tilts your chin upwards before strutting over to his buddies, who are all laughing in the corner. He's fully convinced that this move alone—his attempt at almost kissing you— finally has you flustered. But little did he know, you had had a crush on him since the first day you've met.
🏍Going down the highway.🏍
Being with Corky felt like going down a highway at full speed without a care in a world. You both were always laughing; living in your own little world while everyone seemed to be passing by. There wasn't a moment that went by where your boyfriend wasn't close to you in some way. He wasn't afraid to pull you to his side or even you have you sit in his lap when everyone was enjoying each other's company. You both are always in the corner of the room snickering at everyone else or something the other said.
🏍He thinks you're pretty.🏍
Corky calls you an assortment of pet names that are not limited to some variation of doll, doll face, pretty, baby, sugar. You told him you weren't a fan of pet names, so he stuck with 'doll face' just to tease you. Your harmless glare only made him laugh.
He was often joking around with you—sometimes too much for his own good. When he knows he's truly gotten under your skin, he'll surrender and wrap his arms around you from behind, apologizing like there's no tomorrow for teasing you so much. He knows he hasn't earned your forgiveness until you struggle to keep a straight face. It is this expression that gives him the greenlight to steal a kiss from your cheek.
