bro.....i love when it’s cold outside and im all bundled up walking with a cup of coffee through the city at night and just listening to a good chill album and admiring the lights of the city even tho it’s so cold i probs shouldn’t be outside. and you know who my baby is 🤠
Dude literally ever since those vids came out of him singing Self Control by my mans Frank Ocean, I’ve beeN loSing it i can’t stop thinking about it
So point is imagine y’all are listening to some Frank for dis
Now get ready for some soft warm Richard besitos bbcitaaa ~
First of all i definitely imagine in this scenario that it’s you who is very insistent that you guys spend date night wandering around downtown. Like Richard knows it’s cold as hecky and it’s gonna be rough out there in his pretty boy outfit, but he lets it slide anyway. He likes to do whatever makes u happy aw.
You leave the house and you’re totally prepared, fluffy coat, hat, scarf, back up gloves, the whole deal. Richard would make fun of how much clothes and accessories you have on, but you’d just fire back with “at least im warm, you’re gonna be out there freEZING with all your random accessories- why are you weariNg motorcycle gloVes huH??”
And he’d do his little sly smirk, a little too cocky being like “at least i look good aha” and pose for you. You roll your eyes and he would wrap his arms around your puffy clothed body, planting a firm kiss on your lips. “Let’s go baby,” he’d grab your hand and you’d be on your way.
The streets weren’t as chilly as you thought they’d be, but maybe that was your five layers of clothes speaking for you. Because when you’d pretend not to pay attention for a bit, you could catch Richard shiver a little in your peripheral, his hand feeling shaky in yours. You’d look over at him and he’d immediately stop, trying not to make it obvious that he was definitely wrong earlier and should seriously be wearing a jacket rn.
“Ta’ bien, mi amor?” You nudge him with your shoulder, catching his attention as his teeth chatter the slightest. He plays it off cool. “Ye ye I’m aight, you good baby?” You nod nonchalantly and give him a glare through squinted eyes that tries to tell him you know he ain’t good. He catches on and covers for himself, still not trying to give in to his own fault.
“Well you look kinda cold, you sure you good?” He’s talking fast and starts to ramble. “Mira- there’s that coffee shop you like, how bout we go in and get you un cafecito to warm you up.” You laugh out loud at his ability to cover his own ass by pretending it’s you instead, letting him lead you quickly into the shop. His relief is almost instant, you see his shoulders release the cold tension and relax.
He goes up and orders your usual, and you admire him trying to take care of you even if it’s him who needs it more. He sits next to you in a little booth and almost snuggles himself into your jacket with you. His cold arm brushes against your skin and you snap.
“Richard Camacho you’re freezing.” His eyes go wide as you scold him and start taking off your scarf. He has no time to resist or argue before you wrap the scarf around his neck like an angry mother and attempt to wrap your tiny body around his broad shoulders to warm him. He chuckles and lets it happen, definitely not about to argue about it.
You lift your head up to look at him and his big eyes look back down. “Thanks,” he squeaks out with an almost embarrassed smile. “You’re lucky i came prepared,” is all you say, whipping out your extra gloves and shoving them over his hands. He laughs at the bright cheesy patterns that adorned them and shrugs. He was warm now, how could he complain??
After a lil more warm snuggling in the cafe, you guys get back out and hit the streets. This time each of you with one headphone in, walking shoulder to shoulder, almost wrapped in each other. He presses shuffle on his phone and sweet calm music fills your ears. Your heart is on fire and you kiss his lil nose out of habit. He blushes and that for sure makes him feel a lil warmer too.
You walk on and can’t help but feel like you’re living out a romantic scene in a movie. The lights in the street and across the buildings shimmer and tiny speckles of a slight snow falling crosses their path. The warmth of the coffee in your hands and Richards body squeezing against yours is probably the most soothing feeling you’ve ever felt.
Its one of those moments that you wanna sink into forever, but time passes you up quick. Before you knew it, the twinkle of city lights and the scenery around couldn’t distract you from the intense cold that finally settled down. The chill hits you like a wave and a shiver goes down your whole spine. Richards grip around your waist pulls you in and he talks low in your ear.
“Cmon it’s time to go babe,” you wanna hesitate to stay just a little longer and he senses it. His lips curve up into a sincere smile, it’s soft and makes your insides feel funny. He closes the distance and kisses you good, right there in the middle of the busy sidewalk. His hand is on the small of your back and you have to tippy toe up to him a lil. Drops of wet hit your face from the cold air but the way the scruff on his face brushes by, you warm right back up.
His lips are soft n warm but his nose is cold pressed against yours. He smells like his cologne mixed with something sweet from the coffee shop- cinnamon you’re betting on. You pull away finally and it feels wrong to not have his lips on yours for even a second now.
“We can go home now” you give in and bite your lip to hold back, wanting to taste him one more time here in the middle of the city. You wanted to imagine how crazy you guys looked, outfits and all in the midst of all these beautiful night lights. He watches you think, totally knowing what’s going on in your mind, bc it’s the same exact thing in his too.
And him being him, he’s the one to risk it all. To lift you off the ground in his arms as you squeal with laughter, smothering your face with besitos before he plops you back down, his smile beaming in the night. His hands would cup your face entirely and now that’s the last one. He raises one brow suggestively and nods his head motioning to the car.
Your body feels electric and it takes nothing for you to grab his hand one more time and start bookin it, running as fast as you both could in this cold ass weather, just two dumb kids in love trying to live life as stupidly as possible
