just a kiss - malachi barton
malachi barton x fem!bsf!reader
warnings: kissing, getting caught.
this takes place like two years ago when his hair was blonde, and he was sixteen. the reader itself is fifteen, just cause it's kinda important for my next upcoming one-shot.
you and malachi were hanging out at his place, just talking, not paying any attention to the movie playing in the background.
somehow, the topics changed from silly, embarrassing stories, to serious, intimate confessions.
even if the two of you were always together, except for the times both of you were filming, which was actually pretty rare, there were enough stories to tell each other.
if he was on set, you'd visit him as much as possible, and vice versa.
malachi was currently talking about his first girlfriend and why they even broke up in the first place.
"and it really sucks sometimes that we're like famous. we would never know if our significant other likes us for, well us, or if they are just using us for fame, money or whatever. i should've seen it coming, and i'm sorry for not trusting you. i know better than that, you would never lie to me about something like that. i don't even know why i was with her in the first place. girlfriend or not, you always come first before anyone else." he rambled, going on and on about how sorry he was for not believing you.
"chi. it's okay, i'm not mad at all, what matters is that you cut her off as soon as you noticed." you reassured him, both of you laying on the couch, cuddling like always.
you lifted your head slightly to look up at him from his chest, eyes meeting his.
"promise?"
"i promise."
this has always been your thing. instead of saying something like 'i swear.', you'd replace it with the word promise. it sounded better, and wasn't coming off as rude or something. your generation was using like gen z slang way too much.
not you two though. of course you joked around like that, but never in a serious matter like this one.
"hey... did you meet someone already?" he asked you, eyes not leaving yours for even a second, the darkness of the living room being lit up by the movie playing softly on the TV.
"uhh... no. i just don't wanna rush into that, y'know? of course it's kinda embarrassing i haven't had my first kiss yet. i mean i'm turning 16 soon. but it's whatever." you shrugged, trying to act like it wasn't a big deal.
"you've never... kissed anyone?" malachi asked carefully, voice steady.
"no chi... i haven't. the right one never came." you bit your lip nervously, diverting your attention to his bicep, tracing his veins, clearly intimidated by this topic as you avoided his eyes.
"hey... angel. look at me." you obeyed, and when your gaze met his, he spoke so sincerely, you almost thought you were dreaming.
"i'm not trying to make you uncomfortable by this. or want to make you feel bad. it's completely normal to not have kissed anyone yet."
"you have though... i just- i can't imagine telling a boy he'll be my first kiss. i'd be so clueless and inexperienced, and his ego would be, like, through the roof. i don't want someone who i won't even remember later on to be my first. who knows when i'll have my first kiss anyway." you sighed, leg slung over both of his.
"you wanna have it now?" he asked carefully.
"what...? what are you saying chi?" your eyes met his in confusion.
"i'm saying... i can be your first. only if you're comfortable though. that way, i can teach you. after all, we share everything, why not your first kiss aswell. you told me you're the most comfortable with me. and we're best friends! one kiss won't hurt... right?" his gaze never once left yours, waiting for your answer, secretly praying this didn't just ruin your whole friendship, while quietly hoping you'd say yes.
"i mean, yeah? you're probably right. i don't know shit about kissing though, you'd have to explain it to me... if it's not too awkward for you." you agreed, his heart skipping a beat out of joy... for some unknown reason.
"not at all. i'm happy to show you." and with that, he started explaining everything you need to know. what to do, what not to do, what different people like and dislike, reassuring you that it came naturally. all whilst your gaze flickered from his eyes to his lips, making his heart flutter as he noticed, seeing your face so concentrated like every word he said was the most important thing on earth.
"so... what do you like then?" you asked, making him stutter out a response.
"well, uhh. this- this is kinda embarrassing." he chuckled, face heating up.
"why? nothing you say could ever be that embarrassing. if i know what you like we can make this better for the both of us... plus, i'm kinda relying on you to know what to do." you confessed shyly, emphasizing the 'plus' after a beat of silence.
"i mean, i... well i- like when they touch me. like, hands on my neck, chest, arms... whatever. i just like being close... y'know? i wanna know if they like it or not, stuff like that." he admitted shyly, stuttering like crazy. you were already playing with the hair on the nape of his neck, making it hard for him to concentrate. his blonde hair was already disheveled from your play fighting like half an hour ago.
"i can do that chi. i know you better than you know yourself." you smiled, and that alone made malachi calm down, remembering it was you who he was talking with. his best friend since day one.
"yeah... i don't know what you like though."
"well then... let's figure it out together." you encouraged him to close the gap between you two, which he did.
malachi leaned down, finally connecting his lips with yours for the first time, and the second you both began to move your lips against each other, he melted into it, his one hand holding your waist firmly as if you'd disappear if he let go too soon, his other holding where your jaw and neck connected, legs tangled together.
your hand was on his bare chest, the other one in his hair, slightly tugging on it, causing a quiet whimper -so quiet you almost missed it- escape his lips.
his face immediately heated up, not believing he just let that noise slip out, though as he felt your smile against his lips, softly tugging on his hair again, he chuckled into the kiss, letting out another quiet whimper mid-laugh.
you loved the power you held at the moment, and you made it clear by continuing to tug on his hair ever so often, each time a little harder than the last, and the noises he let out made your stomach flutter like never before.
as you both pulled away, gasping for air, he asked you, completely stunned, "are you sure this is your first kiss? because- wow."
"you're such a dork, mala-" before you could finish the sentence, he pulled you in again, lips connecting for the second time that day, the boy having no intention of stopping anytime soon.
this wasn't very best friend-like of you at all, neither of you cared enough to pull away though, his tongue grazing your bottom lip, asking for entrance. both of you so focused into the kiss, you missed the door opening and footsteps coming from his parents' room.
"have you guys seen my-" felicia started, stepping into the living room just to see her son shirtless, and you- his best friend, the girl she saw as the daughter she never had- with an oversized t-shirt from him and shorts on, kissing on her couch.
you both pulled away, breathing heavily as you two just looked at her, startled by her sudden appearance.
"wha- were you two kissing just now?" she asked with a tone you've never heard before, so, naturally, you immediately started defending yourselves, thinking she would be mad and start yelling.
"nooo..." malachi spoke first, his high-pitched voice cracking, like it always did when he was lying.
"we were just... uhm-" he continued, getting cut off by you.
"hugging! yeah... hugging...?" it came out like a question, felicia could never be fooled though.
"you guys are really bad liars, you know that?" she chuckled, shaking her head in disbelief.
"we're not lying!" you both yelled in sync, making you look even more suspicious.
"mhm. why are both of your lips red and swollen then?" that made malachi go speechless, cheeks flushed.
"look ma- we can explain!" you said, using the nickname you always called her, as you saw her as a mother figure.
"no need. i just needed my glasses, which are on the table. i expect you guys to be official by tomorrow morning, otherwise, we're gonna have a talk. have fun you two... just not too much, please." she then left after grabbing her glasses, probably needing them to read her book before going to bed, leaving you both flustered as ever.
"MOM!" malachi yelled after her, making you start laughing into his chest, head buried in his shoulder, cheeks flaming hot. he didn't look any different, lips indeed red and swollen.
what was supposed to be just a kiss for learning purposes, almost turned into a make-out session if felicia hadn't barged in.
"that was embarrassing." he said into your hair, chuckling silently.
"you think?" your sarcastic comeback made him roll his eyes.
"how do we even explain this to her?" he asked, still not over the mind-blowing kiss you two just had.
"i don't know." you replied, now pulling away from his shoulder to look him in the eyes.
"she will definitely give us the talk after we tell her though." he groaned, running a hand through his messy hair.
"i can't wait!" he chuckled at your sarcastic tone, and somehow the silence that followed wasn't awkward at all—it was comfortable. still, there was something else lingering between you two, something you couldn't quite name.
"soo... what now?" malachi asked after a beat of silence, not expecting you to ask another question in return.
"should we just move on after we tell her?"
"yeah... do you promise to never bring this up again?" he asked, holding out his pinky for you to hold.
"i promise..."
"do you promise to never bring this up again?" you asked him in return.
"i promise." and with that you both let each others pinkies go, falling asleep on the couch with spongebob playing in the background.
-mbt speaks!
what's this? me, double posting? ;))
soo, i did not know how to end this.
but we're here now! i hope you liked it.
also, can we talk about his blonde hair era?
i fear he ate, i was obsessed with it for so long, and still am.😭
anyway, this'll be important for my next one-shot, which i'll post asap!
not proof read!!
thank you for reading and see you in the next one.<3
-mbt out
