✗ warnings: mostly none ( sfw minus kissing ), childhood friend trope, a lil tension wc: 540
synopsis: once hearing about a new fighter in philly, you go check it out realizing its an old friend.
(a/n: i re-wrote this a thousand times. listen to this with “Persian rugs “ by party next door!)
you had just got in touch with your childhood friend adonis. he was currently being trained by the rocky balboa. one of the best fighters for years.
the previous training session was intense to say the least. hell, you were sore just watching.
luckily, you guys had made its back to rocky’s house and were about to sleep.
“you can have my room, if you want” donnie told with an nonchalant expression , “no no, you have your room, ill sleep on the couch” you shrugged before the elder man spoke up. “why you two don’t just share the bed?” you could see adonis get flustered a bit.
“i mean, if yall are comfortable—if not don’t listen to me” he clarified shrugging before your friends eyes met yours.
woah, this couldn’tve been the adonis you became friends with all those years ago.
“it’s fine with me” he shrugged and just for a second you could see his admiring gaze. “yeah” you nodded heading towards the boys room.
you seen the bed and how tight it might’ve been had both of you laid comfortably in it. without anymore second guessing, you removed your shoes and laid in the bed. not too long after, adonis walked in and stared you down; mostly in shock.
“what?” you asked looking at him through your lashes, “i didn’t say nothing” he shrugged before pulling off his shirt, tossing it aside and laying beside you.
any other night you would’ve been dead tired. tonight though, you both were wide awake..in more ways than one.
you huffed throwing the covers off of you.
“can’t sleep either, huh?”
“if i could i wouldn’t be up” you snapped causing adonis to turn and face you “what’s your problem?” the man asked before you looked up at him seeing his raised eyebrows.
“..just tired i guess” “that ain’t no reason to be mad at me, fix that.” he told jokingly before closing his eyes, not knowing the affect it had on you. “shut up” you rolled your eyes pulling the cover away from him. he opened his eyes and scoffed seeing your fake sleep expression with the stifled smile.
everything settled for a second before donnie squeezed your side, just enough to sting.
“ow! jackass” you exclaimed slapping his arm. he laughed then gently pushed you, “quit hittin’ me” the man spoke shadow boxing you. “quit fake hitting me, then!” you said in an irritated tone.
“or what?” donnie kissed his teeth as if calling your bluff.
time passed like licks and somehow you two ended up all over each other.
donnie kissed you as he did his teeth earlier. his grips now more affectionate than playful. his lips found their way to your neck as you huffed impatiently.
the man brought his hand up to your shoulder, about to slide your shirt off. of course that was before the older man from earlier appeared in the doorway.
“my bad, kid—i, i didn’t see nothing” his gruff voice assured, which of course was a lie. you and adonis separated after being caught. both still wide eyed and breathless.
“i was gonna say, no training tomorrow—bad weather.” he finished before walking out and shutting the door.
now you really couldn’t sleep.
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