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⬨~Pretty Baby~⬨

Fem!black!Reader X BlackOC!Male

You embodied an average appearance initially, with dark skin, brown eyes, hair slightly past shoulder length, a countenance too exquisite to be unattractive yet not quite striking, that was the essence of your being. You embraced this identity, content with your 4.0 GPA, possessing a remarkable ability to concentrate and evade disruptions when necessary. Life seemed untroubled until the encounter with Orin Stanmore, a tall, dark-skinned young man slightly darker than you, with captivating eyes akin to sirens, lips displaying a dual-toned allure, a well-defined jawline, leaving the rest to the imagination.

One serene Friday afternoon, engrossed in your business class assignments, a group project awaited completion. As you packed your belongings into a light blue tote bag, thoughts meandered about the probable laziness of your project mates. Engrossed in your phone, navigating through the group chat messages, You suddenly felt a hard frame bump right into you causing you to stumble back and mumble "Watch where you're going next time ple-" You stared up in awe, surprise, and confusion, tilting your head, O-orin..? what are you doing here.. "Well.. I go to this school?" he had a nervous smile on his face rubbing the back of his neck "Oh! y-yeah! right.. no, I meant what are you doing on this side of the campus..? you're in the other building right now, well you should be anyways, you've got art and design right now so.." "Oh, so you know my whole schedule yeah? how cute.." he mumbled the last part so you couldn't hear it, his voice barely above a whisper "What was that? you were mumbling" "I know" and with that, he walked away leaving you standing there puzzled like a deer in headlights, not knowing what to do you shook it off and continued walking until you got to your dorm.

Entering, a pungent blend of weed and cigarettes assailed your senses, triggering your lungs as you coughed violently choking on the scent. "What the hell Bala?! I said no smoking! and especially not with your 'friends'" making a quotation sign at the word friends indicating to the boys who were high, wasted, and seemingly passed out on the floor and couch, "Ohhhh cmoonnn, wazza mattaa... hehe..." Bala's words were slurred, she was obviously high or drunk, maybe both, probably both, placing your tote bag down before moving to help her up so she could sit on the couch properly, holding her face so she could look at you, or try to at least... "Bala.. bala.. *sigh* Bala! c'mon, girl eye contact, look we need to get you to bed and these guys out of here, m'kay?" Amidst the haze of intoxication, she nodded drowsily before flopping back down onto the couch mumbling some random nonsense about a dream she was having.. "No... tell Giant to give me my grapes back.. grapes..mm.." you stared at her for a moment giggling slightly before focusing my mind on the next task at hand, 'getting these wasted nigga's outta here', I pulled at their arms, a string of groans and grumbling came erupting throughout the room, it was pissing you off after a whole lot of pushing a and hitting you finally got them out and back into their dorms, Bala was asleep in her room and you were picking up the leftover weed packs and rolling paper that was lying around on the floor, you opened all the windows to air out the smell, it made you so sick and despite you having told Bala this, she still doesn't listen, but in her defense, it wasn't all her fault those guys were always pushing her to do things she didn't wanna do and the cast majority of the time she listened, she was always scared of not living up to people's standards that she neglected her own, you loved her like a sister, but sometimes she just confused you, but then again, no one wants to be left out, its a horrible feeling, and you would know..

After a strenuous effort, the room was cleared, you then decided to go take a warm shower before bed, ridding yourself of all the tension and pent-up stress you had accumulated throughout the day, once you were finished you gave yourself a col rinse, and stepped out of the shower wrapping yourself in your purple towel and sat on the edge of your bed, deciding to light a candle, just because. Grabbing your Lavender chamomile hempz lotion and massaging it into your body then going in with your cocoa butter repeating the process, deciding to wear a simple pajama set, with shorter sleeves as it was getting warmer and you hated when you would sweat in your sleep and wake up feeling all damp and gross. Laying down and slipping under your comforter you closed your eyes and held your arms trying to fall asleep, but it was really hard when all you could think about was him... Orin.. orin.. orin.. y/n..y/n...y/n..."Y/N!" jolting awake and falling smack down onto your wall as it smushed against the side of your face, groaning and turning to look at what caused this, Bala.. of course.. who else would it be? "What the hell Bala!?" I was trying to sleep.. "Sorry! It's just someone's here for you, it's some tall black dude, he says you've got a project together? I dunno" she shrugs before skipping back into the living room, you could hear two voices from there, one of them being much deeper than the other, You stretched your arms out sighing contently at the feeling of your muscles loosening before slipping into your fluffy purple slippers and heading to the living room where you saw Bala laughing with... "Orin..?"