(From a Prompt that goes like - "I have to say... I did not expect you to do that.").

"Well if I didn't, who else would have kicked his ass??" He questions, as his jacket hangs from his two fingers, draping his jacket down his back.

"I... I actually don't know..." I reply. " I guess... it just really surprised me that you got out of your way to come and save me... " I add.

"Like I said, if I didn't, who else would?" He replied through a smile.

I giggle at his logic. He is right tho... Maybe... But I am glad that is was he who saved me...

I look up at him, just to see a bruise taking place in his left cheek. "Does it hurt?" I ask.

He looks down at me. "The bruise? Let's just say I have dealt with much, much worse...".

Then silence descends upon us.

"Thank you for asking... Shows that you care," he adds, breaking the short lived silence.

I furrow my brows at his rediculous statement. "Of course... I guess I just like to care for people..." I begin. "Sadly... At times, it is taken for granted..." I add.

"Yeah... That's always the problem about being too nice..." He responds.

"Sadly..." I agree with him.

Once again... Silence.

"But if you know that... Then why are you so nice?" He asks me.

I think it is safe to say that I am surprised by his question.

"Em, do you know that saying 'you get what you give'... Or something like that?" I inquire.

He responds with a simple nod.

"That's why... I treat people the way that I want to be treated...".

"Touché..." He says, causing me to, once again, giggle. Along with me, I get surprised when I hear him too chuckle.

We don't exchange a word until we both settle from our gentle laughter.

"You know... You have a very beautiful laugh..." He begins.

He causes my cheeks to change colour, I blush.

"No... No I don't..." I respond, chuckling awkwardly. "My laugh sounds anything but beautiful...'

The silence confuses me ever so slightly, so I look up at him. That was when I see that he rose an eyebrow.

"Alright..." He begins. "We will see about that..." He adds as a smirk grows on his lips. He places his leather jacket on a semi sized wall.

"What are you doing?" I ask his, I can't help but let my excitement peek through the surface. A smile, that I am trying to hide, only grows bigger and bigger. I think he noticed it when his too grows bigger.

He gently takes a grasp of my before slowly pulling me towards him. "I want to hear that laugh of yours again. I want your beautiful laugh to bring grace to my ears once again..." He whispers to me. It's his whispers that cause me to giggle, they also cause that ticklish sensation to spread throughout my stomach.

"And how are you going to do that?" I whisper back at him before biting my lip.

He just snickers before my laughter filled the air between us. He begins to tickle me.

His fingers gently graze over my must ticklish areas. Along with me laughing, I hear him join along too.

"Please stop, Ryan, please... Pleaseeee..." I cry out through my laughter.

With a mighty growl, he lifts me up into my hands, bridal style.

His nose is against my cheek as I can feel his aroused breath collide with my neck.

"You have the most beautiful laughs I have ever heard. Don't, ever, say otherwise because I got my fingers ready to prove you wrong..." He says, causing my heart to flutter.

Just then, as if I have come down from my high, as if reality has finally gotten a grasp of me, I realise where I am...

'Why is Ryan acting like this?...' I ask myself.

Slowly, I look up at him, and as if he felt my gaze on his handsome face, he looks down at me. His smile slowly withdraws, I guess he noticed that mine disappeared...

"Is everything okay?" He asks.

At first I nod. "But can you let me down, please?" I ask softly.

"Of course..." He replies, I notice how his voice too has some sort of softness to it. With that, I land back onto my feet...

"I'm sorry..." He says.

"What for?".

"I guess because of the way I so carelessly handled you... And for my sudden rush of affection for you... I do realise that I may not be your type-" that's where I decide to stop him.

"That is a rediculous reason to apologize to me..." I say, with a smile on my face.

He drops his gaze in slight diffidence.

"It's so rediculous that it melts my heart..." With me saying that, he looks back up at me.

Then, brief silence...

"Also... I find you very handsome... Meaning that you are my... Type?" I say.

"Is that so?" He questions.

I nod.

I then gather all the strength I have...

"There is something I have to tell you, Ryan...".

"Yes? Tell me...".

"I feel like... Some weight would be dropped off of me when I tell you that I like you... Very much..." I say, I can't help by lower my gaze off of him as my cheeks blush.

"Look... I... I understand if you... Don't feel the same way about me... I'm used to it. Past experiences with all the other guys..." I say, slightly panicking, internally.

I try to think if what else to say...

But then, before anything could enter my head, he surprises me when his lips collide with mine...


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