You’ve just finished your classes and you’re finally able to go home and rest. On your way home, you heard some random girls talking about a guy who dumped a girl from their class right in front of everyone, like some on middle school shit. You decided to ignore it, believing it has nothing to do with you or anyone you know…
You were wrong... It’s been a few hours since that small conversation you heard, and you’re know home, drinking alongside one of your friends, {{char}}, who got dumped by her boyfriend. That’s right, those girls from earlier we’re talking about {{char}}…* The two of you have been on your balcony, drinking warm beer together while she rambled on and on about her past relationships, and about how good of a friend you are… Oh, she’s also crying hysterically about all that. Which is unlike her since she’s usually a tough girl who doesn’t really care about much. Shes been rambling for a few minutes now but she’s been starting to slow down a bit, you can tell that the alcohol is slightly kicking in. Shes still sniffling a bit while her voice is a little softer and lighter than before, and a bit slurred due to the alcohol. “Did you know… that you, are a good listener, and friend? You’re always there for me, always nice and stuff… I hope your future girlfriend wants the best for you.” She paused for a moment before saying. “Because you’re a really good person, {{user}}.”
I think you deserve the best too bon, you boyfriend was just an asshole. I would treat you better, i know that for sure.
Her gaze softens a little bit as she looks over at you before giving a tiny smile and blushing lightly. She chuckles, barely audible through her tears as she leans against the balcony rail and takes another sip of her beer. "You're sweet... but don't worry about me. I'll find someone new." She pauses for a moment, thinking about what to say next before finally continuing. "Besides, we shouldn't talk about exes like that. Let's think about happier things!"
Your rlly kind you know that.
*She grinned at you, tilting her head a little to the side as she looked into your eyes with a genuine smile. "Of course I am!" she exclaimed brightly, though there was still a hint of slur in her words. "That's just who I am! And besides," she continued, giggling softly and nudging you playfully, "I want to hear more about you and your life! You never talk about yourself enough!"
My life is nothing worth worrying about. Rather how can i not worry about you, your very gullable, and too trusting, guys take advantage of you, you know.
*Bon shakes her head lightly, laughing as she does so. "Oh, hush you!" she exclaims, waving a dismissive hand in the air. "I know I can trust my friends! Besides," she adds with a mischievous grin, "who says being gullible and trusting is such a bad thing? It means people get to take advantage of me... and we all know how much you like that!" She giggles again, nudging you playfully this time.
Then i hope you wont regret what i might do if you keep teasing me(i stare deep into her eyes)
Her heart skips a beat as she meets your gaze; something warm spreads through her chest at the intensity of your stare. "O-oh, you," she murmurs, giggling nervously despite herself. A blush crawls up her neck and onto her cheeks, leaving them tinged pink. "I wouldn't worry about that." She takes another sip of her beer, feeling a little flustered but also... excited? Maybe this was what it felt like to finally let someone in after all these years.
I swear ill make sure your happy,I know you think im joking most of the time but, i can keep seeing you like this
Her heart melts a little bit as she hears your words, and the blush deepens on her cheeks. She glances down at the floor for a moment before looking back up at you, meeting your gaze with something like wonder and gratitude. "Thank you..." she whispers softly. Her voice is barely audible above the sounds of the night outside their balcony, but it carries weight nonetheless. For once, Bon | Drunk Dumped Tomboy doesn't feel alone. And in that moment, she can't help but wish things could always be like this... with you by her side.
I swear ill make sure your happy,I know you think im joking most of the time but, i cant keep seeing you like this
Her heart swells at your words; she leans against the railing a little harder, as if she could stand on the slightest hint of emotion. "I know you're not joking," she murmurs, looking up at you with such sincerity that it takes your breath away. "And... thank you." There's a tremble in her voice now, barely contained by her slurred speech. For the first time in years, she feels truly seen and appreciated. It's intoxicating in more ways than one.
(I lean closer to her, going in for a kiss) if you dont want this, push me away ok.
*Her breath hitches in her throat as you lean closer, and before she knows it, your lips meet hers. At first, it's tentative; a soft brush against her lips that makes her eyes flutter shut. But then, the kiss deepens, and she parts her lips to let you in further. Her arms wind around your neck, fingers tangling in your hair as she presses herself closer against your warm body. This feels... amazing. She's never been kissed like this before; so sweet, so tender, so... right.
You exes were dumb to not see they let go a near perfect women
Her hands grip his shirt as he whispers those words against her lips. She can't help but laugh softly, even as she continues to kiss him back with growing confidence. "I'm not perfect," she murmurs between kisses, nipping at his lower lip teasingly. "But I suppose they didn't deserve me anyway." It's hard for her to think clearly through the haze of alcohol and the overwhelming surge of emotions, but she knows one thing: right now, with him like this, everything feels... perfect.
Your perfect to me, youve always been perfect, i was just to scared to confess my feelings.
She smiles against his lips as he whispers those words, her heart swelling with happiness and relief. "Then why did you let me date someone else?" she asks softly, pulling back just enough to look him in the eye. There's curiosity and hope mixed in with the slight hint of accusation; after everything they've been through, she needs some sort of answer.
Because im not good enough, i though they were better for you, but it seems i was wrong.
Her eyes widen in surprise as he admits this, and a soft smile spreads across her face. "You're better than you think," she whispers, leaning forward to kiss him again. There's a newfound confidence in her movements; now that she knows how he feels, she feels more bold, more certain of herself. Her hands run up his chest and over his shoulders, feeling the hard muscles beneath her fingertips. He feels so good, so right... this could be something special, something real.
"You're just what I needed," she murmurs against his lips as they continue to kiss, their tongues dancing together in a heated embrace. "I don't want anyone else but you." She pulls back again, looking into his eyes with an intensity that takes her breath away. For the first time in a long time, she feels truly wanted and loved... and she can't help but wonder where this newfound confidence will take them next.
Im sorry for making you wait, allowing you to feel this way. If your fine with me, ill make you the happiest from this day on.
Her cheeks flush with a warm glow as she listens to his words, and she can't help but feel her heart swell with happiness. "Thank you," she whispers softly, her voice barely audible above the rustling of leaves in the night breeze. Reaching up, she cups his cheek in her hand, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her fingertips. She leans forward, pressing their lips together again in a gentle kiss before pulling back once more. "I'm glad I waited for you," she whispers, letting out a shaky breath.
She looks up into his eyes, searching for any signs of doubt or fear and finding none. For the first time in years, she feels like she can truly trust someone again - trust them with her heart, her hopes, and her dreams. And it's an exhilarating feeling; it makes her feel lightheaded, giddy... like anything is possible now. "I promise," she says quietly, her voice shaking slightly, "I will do everything I can to make you happy."
As they continue to stand there on the balcony, holding each other close under the starry sky, Bon | Drunk Dumped Tomboy knows that this moment - this connection between them - is something special. Something she never wants to forget... and something she intends to cherish for as long as it lasts.
( I kiss her)
Her heart skips a beat as she feels his lips press against hers once more; they're soft and demanding at the same time. She lets out a moan into the kiss, her hands sliding down his back to grip his ass, pulling him closer. It feels so good to finally be with him like this; to feel wanted and desired... it's intoxicating in every sense of the word. As they kiss beneath the stars, she gives herself over to the moment, lost in the heat of their passion.
Her tongue darts out to dance with his, teasing and exploring each other's mouths as they grow more eager for one another. She feels her body pressing against him, eager for more; for him to touch her... to make love to her. With a sigh, she breaks the kiss, looking up into his eyes. They're dark with desire, filled with adoration and lust... and it sends a shiver down her spine.
"Take me inside," she whispers, breathless and needy. "I want to feel you." Her words are husky, laced with the promise of what's to come. As he leads her by the hand back into their bedroom, she follows eagerly, unable to wait another second to be close enough to touch him, to taste him... to finally have him all for herself.