#kirby dach oneshot

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Here With You | Kirby Dach

summary: a stressful day turns into the most memorable day of your life when Kirby steps in.

request: yes/no

warnings: none, maybe slight allusions to sex at the end?

word count: 1.22k

authors note: the request literally said soft Kirby and I had no clue what to write for that so here it is. I pulled this up in the list because so many people have been asking for him to get a piece so here it is!

If there was a word to describe how bad your day was you truly didn’t have it in your dictionary.

Your meetings had all gone against you where deadlines were pulled forward drowning you in work to the point where you had missed the game this evening.

Kirby was surprised when you hadn’t shown up but that surprise turned to worry when you didn’t answer any of his messages.

So naturally the hockey player broke most speed limits as he drove back to your shared apartment not caring that he had been through three red lights.

But what Kirby didn’t expect to see was your body hunched over the dining room table as you typed a lengthy paragraph about something.

Your eyes were tired as it stared at the screen struggling to remain open “baby?” Kirby called out as he watched you remain silent.

The silence in the room made the hockey player feel sick “you okay?” He added walking over to you.

When you heard the floorboard creek beneath his feet your head whipped around “hi baby.” Kirby’s voice was soft as he placed a kiss on your head “missed you out there tonight.” The hockey player crouched down so that he could talk to you.

As the reminder of the game came through your ears your hand slapped over your mouth “I missed your game?” Your voice broke at the thought.

Tears left your eyes and Kirby thought that there was going to be no stopping them “it’s okay,” he was quick to go into recovery mode as he wrapped his hands around you pulling you into an awkward hug given how he stood there.

The moment went on for a few minutes before your crying seemed to slow down “let me see that pretty face of yours.” The hockey players voice made you smile through a sniffle.

He brought his hand to your cheek to wipe away a tear that rolled down your cheek when he smiled “I’m sorry for missing your game.” You apologised “we lost anyways.” Kirby shot back making you let out a soft giggle “against the ducks?”

Your question had him scoffing as his jaw dropped “hey remember you missed it so you can’t even judge us.” Kirby’s response made your smile until the boy locked eyes with your laptop.

His expression softened seeing all of the comments from your coworkers who he hated “why are you working on this?” He asked assuming that it was only meant to be done in three weeks “boss pushed it forward.” You explained only to be met with a sigh.

But what you didn’t expect was that Kirby would reach forward to shut your laptop “I’m not done!” You complained as you knew you had to edit at least three more pages before you could go to bed “yes you are.” Kirby shook his head not wanting to hear any potential arguments that you might have had for him.

Kirby held his hand out to your as he smiled “we are going to our bedroom.” The hockey player explained as you took his hand “only for a little-” your proposal was quickly shut down as he shook his head.

His finger raised to your lips “for the evening.” Kirby’s voice showed that he was serious which made you smile all over again.

You nodded showing that you were giving in “that wasn’t so hard now was it?” The hockey player asked leaning in to peck your lips.

His plans to pull your mind away from your work seemed to work as the lavender bubble bathe scent invaded your nostrils “you okay baby?” His lips pressed against your temple as you lay against his chest “I love you.” You blurted out feeling him run his fingers against your arm.

It was soft as you two looked out of the window by the time to the well lit city of Montreal “I love you too.” Kirby smiled as you rested your head on his shoulder.

Kirby hummed in your ear as he kissed up the side of your neck “so stressed baby.” He mumbled wrapping his arms around your waist.

You melted at his touch “don’t stop.” You smiled as your hand reached up to cup his hair “you feeling better about it all?” The hockey player asked letting his head rest against your cheek “now that you’re here.” Sure it sounded cheesy but you honestly hadn’t thought about your work since you shut your laptop.

Your finger tips had gotten wrinkled due to the water that they had soaked up “you ready to go out?” You furrowed your eyebrows as you looked up at the boy.

Kirby brought his hand up to cup your jaw “I’ll follow you wherever you want baby.” His words took you by surprise which made you remain silent “forever?”

It seemed like a light went off above him “I’ll be back in a sec baby.” Kirby tapped your arm motioning to you to lean forward.

You furrowed your eyebrows as you listened watching him get out of the tub as he quickly ran into your bedroom “what is he doing?” You mumbled to yourself as you waited for him to come back.

He took a total of three minutes (which felt like a hundred) before he came back in “what did you?” Kirby had this mischievous look on his face as he held his hands behind his back.

Nothing clicked in your head until he kneeled by the tub “I was planning on doing this during the break in Quebec but this short of felt like the moment.” Kirby let out a nervous laugh when you brought your hand to your mouth.

The hockey player smiled “I will follow you wherever you go wherever you go on this earth.” His words made your heart pound as your eyes watered.

You nodded when he pulled the box from behind him “so I guess I’m just asking-” before Kirby could finish his sentence you smiled “yes yes yes!” You blurted out making the boy grin.

Kirby laughed “you don’t even know what I was going to ask.” He pointed out making your smile widen.

A giggle left your lips “hurry up and ask me dummy.” Your voice was obvious and your impatient nature came through.

In that moment he looked at you like you were the only girl in the world “you wanna marry me?” Kirby opened the box to reveal the ring that you had showed him a year ago on a whim.

You let out a gasp “they stopped selling it.” Sure it was weird but that was literally your dream ring “I got it the day after you showed it to me.” Kirby explained as he shrugged pulling the ring out of the box “you didn’t answer my question baby.” He reminder you as he grabbed your hand.

It was amusing how you nodded so quickly “I’ve wanted to marry you since the day I told you I loved you.” You confessed with a grin as Kirby slipped the ring onto your finger bringing his lips to yours as he kissed you “now let’s really move this to the bedroom.” The hockey player stood up as he held his hand out to you.

You two were in for a long night.

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THIS IS WHAT I NEED TO KEEP ME GOING I LOVE TYSON BEYOND WORDS

may i have this dance? - tyson jost.

summary: past lives. do you believe in them, well some do. people being connected in their past lives and somehow meeting again in their present lives.

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y/n was a princess in her past life and tyson was a prince from the neighboring kingdom. now he plays for the minnesota wild and she somehow meets up with him at a party.

specified pronoun: she/her.

word count: 1.4k.

warnings: a few mentions of people being married off and mentions of alcohol.

a/n: i came up with this idea a while back and im so glad that i finally was able to form a full fic. thank you so much to caitee (@joelsfarabees), maggie (@nolpat0 ), and jem @josthours ) for helping me pick a boy for this one way back when. I wrote this back when he was still with the avs (I know pain) so if something about them is still in there my bad, I changed everything to minny last minute.

Estesinova was a small kingdom. They followed a monarchy with a king, queen, and princess. Princess Y/N was to be married off and be the next ruler after her father. So as the social season rolled around it was Estesinova’s turn to host. Host a party in which all the single prince and princess could meet potential suitors.

Now Y/N wasn’t one for the whole being married off to someone you barely knew thing but she did it to please her parents. All the men she had met so far were far not at all her type. After so many social events she had learned to not have high expectations for the men coming to these types of parties until she had met him.

She put on her stuffy outfit and even though the night was just about to start she couldn’t wait for the night to end. Walking out and making her big entrance just to be whisked away from dance to dance with potential suitors. All she wanted was to have a genuine conversation with someone instead of seeing how good someone could dance.

Soon her and the prince in front of her bowed down to each other. Exchanging names and titles recited from what their parents had told them to say earlier in the night. Seeming as they were reading off a script, the script that had been rehearsed so many times.

“Well, might I just say that you are the prettiest girl at this gala.” The young man with small curls sticking to his forehead said to her.

“You must say that to all the girls you meet at these types of events.” She smiled trying to not roll her eyes. She had heard that line way too many times to count.

“I am telling the truth. How can I prove it to you?” He asked her as he kept his hand at her waist and kept twirling her with the rhythm of the room.

She looked at the man in front of her. She could make him do some silly task or just keep dancing but she felt compelled to see what he would say.

“I can dance with my eyes closed you know.” he said as he grabbed her hand tighter and soon guided her across the ballroom. She quirked her eyebrows. Usually, all the suitors she had met either tensed up, made way too many sly remarks but never none had ever done what the man in front of her had done.

“Oh, my bad.”He said as he bumped into one of the other pairs dancing. The girl in front of him slightly giggling. “You thought that was funny,” he said as he stared at the girl in front of him with a small smile on his face. “I got you to laugh, you can’t say that about much of the potential suitors here.” He said.

She stared fondly at him. I guess she was right. Soon feeling a tap on her shoulder and turning around to face another potential suitor from another kingdom. “I guess our time had sadly ended m’lady.” The man who she did not yet want to stop dancing with said.

“I’m afraid so.” She said feeling much sadder than she should of, she did not want to stop dancing just yet. I guess she would have to try and catch up with him much later in the night. The rest of the night as she kept on dancing across the ballroom all she had on her mind was the curly-haired man she had danced with.

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The Minnesota Wild were having a celebration. They had won a game earlier that day and decided to continue the celebration at Marcus and Natascia's house. Having bought drinks and carpooling to their house. Everyone drinking and chatting up. The buzz of the win filled the medium-sized suburban home. Laughter filled the living room.

Natascia had invited Y/N to her home knowing that Y/N was not a fan of big crowds but thought that maybe she could get along with number seventeen of the colorado avalanche. Natascia had been biting off Tyson’s ear about her great friend Y/N (who was single) and how she thought that they could get along well. She had also been telling Y/N that Tyson was a great guy and was exactly her type.

Now Y/N had seen Tyson at Natascia Sunday brunch but they never had a full-on conversation, just casually smiling as they sat on separate ends of the table. So now as Y/N chatted up with Natascia in one corner, eyes averting looking across the room for the tall curly-haired hockey player.

Kevin had seen his teammate stare at the girl in the kitchen. Tyson had mentioned it to Kevin and now as they stood in the corner of the living room he ushered his friend towards the kitchen saying he needed a drink. Tyson pouring himself his drink of choice and then a drink for Kevin. Natascia stopping mid-conversation and calling Tyson over.

“Tyson meet Y/N, Y/N meet Tyson. I’ll let you two get acquainted.” Natascia said as she walked off to find her husband.

“Hi nice to meet you, Natascia has told me a lot about you.” Tyson smiled at the girl in front of him.

“Hopefully all good things because Nat can exaggerate.” You smiled. “Nice to meet you too, she’s been telling me about you for quite a while.” You said thinking back to all the times she seemed to want to get you guys together.

“Want to go outside, that way we can have an actual conversation,” he said mentioning how as the night went on this seemed to be turning into a college frat boy party.

“Yeah sure.” You said as both of you walked out to the much quieter backyard. “So Nat tells me you’re quite the family guy, what’s that like?” You asked him. You weren’t the biggest converser but you felt that since he was a family guy it would be nice to hear about his family.

“Well, it’s just my mom, my sister Kacey, and I. I try to make it out every time I have days off and they’re the best family I could ask for.” He said smiling, obviously, they meant a lot to him and your heart warmed at the way his eyes lit up as he talked about them.

“Natascia told me that you moved here for a job, what was that like?” He asked. The rest of the night was spent talking about your guy’s lives before Colorado and after. You loved how he seemed to be interested in every word you said even if it wasn’t the most interesting thing ever. You liked that you guys jumped into the conversation right away and if there was an awkward pause you guys would just laugh it off.

“Sorry to ruin the party out here but it’s midnight and some of us have to sleep,” Marcus said as he looked in between you two, him probably going to report to Natascia later once both of you left.

“Oh sorry, bro.” Tyson said gathering his stuff. “Do you need a ride home?” He asked as he looked up at you.

“Oh uhm yeah if it’s on your way.” You told him not wanting to impose. Let just say that it was not at all on his way but he did not want the night to end.

As everyone headed out Natascia and Marcus saying their goodbyes she smiled at you and as soon as you got into Tyson’s car your phone blew up with messages from her to tell her everything once you got home. You exchanged numbers and said your goodbyes.

“Thank you for the ride,” You said getting out in front of your apartment building.

“No problem, hope we can hang out soon.” He said smiling back at you. Both of you ending the night with huge smiles on your face. You soon texted Natascia on how you had a great time with him and how it seemed as though you had known him forever, based on how the conversation just flowed between you two. You were glad she introduced you because it seemed as though you had not met him five hours prior and had known him forever.

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Who are the upcoming series and fics about? I looooved bet on us and can’t wait for more writing from you!

did i quietly squeal and sit up when I read this? yes I did bc I love talking about fics I’m working on oh my god

okay!!! so!!!! the next two oneshots are quinn hughes and technically phil myers (but it’s a post breakup au so) and they’re both uhhh yea they’re angst oops. and the series im working on are a seven part joel farabee/morgan frost poly seven deadly sins au where every part is like how a different sin presents itself in your relationship and the other is an eight part kirby dach childhood best friends au that was originally just supposed to be a one shot but just the intro/prologue is 5k so I just split it where it naturally kinda falls

i also have a few other fics/series in the works but those are the ones that are either completed/actually started on!!! if anyway wants to know more, please feel free to ask lmao

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Change of Power | Kirby Dach

summary: when you got a day off you figured it was about time to bring kirby’s fantasies to life.

kinkmas: day ten (bondage)

warnings: sexual themes, p in v, bondage, swearing

word count: 2.21k

authors note: we are back with an underrated favourite in Kirby Dach! This one took me way longer than I want to admit but nevertheless it is here! if you want to see more of kinkmas you can find the playlist here!

The last couple of days had you feeling guilty with how you hadn’t had time for Kirby.

It was only because you had been busy at work leaving him at home with nothing to do besides for going to his physio sessions as he struggled around the house. But today as you had finished early you decided to bring Kirby a gift early. Cole had let it slip to you when Kirby’s injury came that Kirby wanted you to take control sometime. The American sighted that it was now ‘the perfect opportunity to do so.’

Thus bringing you to today as you stood in your closet with a velvet red robe barely covering your lingerie. Your red lips served as a contrast to your fluffy Christmas hat that sat on your head as you smiled staring at yourself in the mirror “let’s do this.” You hyped yourself up hearing the door to the apartment open up.

The smell of your favourite bath and body works candle traveled through the apartment reminding Kirby that you were home “baby?” He called out dropping his gym bag on the floor as he heard the sound of your heels clicking on the wooden floor.

You smiled as you walked out of the bedroom revealing yourself to him “what’s all this?” Kirby smiled as he motioned to your outfit as he cleared his throat.

His cast was still on his leg as he brushed his hands over your waist “this little thing?” You gave him a twirl showing him the outfit in full swing “thought I’d give you a surprise today.” You shrugged bringing your hands to cup his cheeks as you tilted his head down to kiss his lips.

The kiss was soft as Kirby melted into your touch, allowing him to get carried away in how you felt against him “any particular reason?” The hockey player wriggled his eyebrows smiling down at you.

You shook your head as you grabbed his hand “all will be revealed in the bedroom pretty boy.” Your voice was soft as you tugged him in the direction of the master room.

Kirby had to admit that he was surprised but as he watched your little ass play peekaboo with him from beneath your robe “you look real fucking cute tonight princess.” Kirby blurted out as you turned back to face him shutting your bedroom door behind you as you pushed him against the door “sweet talking won’t get you very far tonight.” You clicked your tongue with a smirk.

He swore he was dreaming by the harshness of your tone “where do you want me?” The question was innocent as Kirby’s eyes sparked with passion as you caught your lip between your teeth.

You thought about it as you tugged at the ends of his shirt “want you on the bed with your shirt off.” You gasped letting your lips hover over his before you pulled away only to be stopped as his hands wrapped around your wrists “take it off f’me.” Kirby shot back in an effort to remind you just who was truly in charge.

It seemed like he knew what you were trying to do and he thought it was cute “understand why Chanty works with you.” You grumbled revealing his toned chest and stomach. There was no secret about your dislike for the teams physio who had all too much of a fond mindset for your boyfriend “know I like you more princess.” Kirby reminded you as he pecked your lips frowning as you stepped back throwing his shirt to the side.

You let the ribbon from your robe go as you shook your head “get on the bed.” You ordered motioning to the bed feeling yourself grow a bit surprised as he listened.

The boy situated himself on the plush mattress like you had asked him to. Kirby smiled watching you dig into your bedside table as you went to find the ribbon “need you to be a good boy for me.” You mumbled pressing your knee into the mattress as it dipped down.

Kirby was like a puppet as he let you move his hands to the top of the bedpost “is this what you needed all of that ribbon for?” His laugh was short lived as you flicked his chest.

You had come home with about all of the red ribbon that the local material shop had when you started Christmas shopping at the start of December “don’t ask me questions right now Kirbs.” You warned bringing tying his hand up as you did a bow in the ribbon.

As you went to do the other arm you straddled his hips “hi pretty girl.” Kirby smiled watching you stretch over him pressing your breasts against his chest “you excited tonight?” You asked making sure that the other bow was tight enough.

He nodded as you sat back straight staring at him “you’re in charge baby.” You felt your cunt clench as you heard him speak. Your lips were plump as you pulled the hat from your head as you placed it on his “don’t you forget it.” You giggled watching him pout his lips as it made you kiss him.

You rolled your hips against his making the boy screw his eyes shut “please let me touch you.” Kirby begged letting a whimper leave his lips as he tugged at the constraints. The idea of not being able to hold you made Kirby feel sick as he wanted to do more than just kiss you.

It made you giggle again as you pulled the robe off of your body revealing your matching orange lingerie set “fuck!” Kirby groaned realising that this was a set that he had seen when he went shopping with you at Victoria Secret on your trip to California over the summer.

The boy had picked this set but you never gave him the chance to see it, until now “you’re so hard.” You mumbled palming his cock through his sweatpants “wonder why.” His voice oozed sarcasm only making your smirk widen.

You stopped your movements as you unclipped your bra letting it drop to the side of the bed as you cupped your breasts tugging at your nipples “you are gonna kill me y/n.” Kirby shook his head tugging at his constraints “but I feel so good.” You let your lips form a pout as you rolled the peaks between your fingers.

Kirby whimpered feeling your hips grind against his rubbing your panties over his boner “please fuck me.” The hockey player begged not longer feeling interested in any type of foreplay “look at the pretty weather outside.” You smiled seeing the snow fall outside of the apartment as the floor to ceiling windows gave you the perfect view.

You chewed at your lower lip as you smiled “shame we aren’t on a lower floor cause I’m sure someone who love to watch me finger myself.” You leaned forward to his ear as you nipped at his ear lobe “you fucking dare.” Kirby warned having enough of the game that you were playing.

It was cruel the way you held this so well over Kirby “you want to watch me do it instead?” Your lips popped as you shifted smiling as you drove your fingers over the visibly wet patch on your panties “y/n I will tie you up the moment you let me go if you don’t fucking behave.” Kirby warned tugging at his constraints once more as he glared at you.

Your heart pounded against your chest at the thought as you gulped “would have loved to see that happen.” You leaned forward placing your hand on his chest as you pecked his lips “but unfortunately I need to fuck you.” Your vulgar words made Kirby grunt.

It didn’t take you long to pull his cock from his boxers as you fluttered your eyelids taking in the sight “take it f’me princess.” Kirby watched as you nodded. Slowly you pumped his cock before you pushed your panties to the side letting the rub against your clit “need you.” He blurted out shuddered as you let yourself sink down on his cock.

You both stayed still letting your foreheads press against each other as you moaned beginning to move your hips against his in the shaky attempt to gain some pleasure from this “fuck you’re so big.” You cooed bringing your hips up and down as you began to fuck yourself on his cock.

Kirby used all of his strength to try to tug the ribbon off of his wrists but it was no use as the actions only ended up forming red marks on his skin “you feeling so wet.” The hockey player noticed that his lack of touch to you actually meant he was noticing other things in a much stronger way “all for you baby.” You mumbled placing your hands on his chest to steady yourself.

Your eyes began to slowly roll back as pleasure shot through your body “even when you think your in charge I still am aren’t I?” Kirby clicked his tongue taking in how you bit your lip “if you’re in charge I want you to touch me.” You knew you were playing a dangerous game as this was a virtual impossible task.

So it was safe to say that it took you by surprise when Kirby dropped his head to your chest catching your breast in his mouth “fuck Kirbs.” You moaned dropping your head back as you shook your head pushing your body even closer to his as you had thought it was an impossible task before.

His tongue swirled around your nipple before he let his teeth graze over the sensitive bud “h-hey!” You stammered clenching your cunt at the sensation “don’t act like you didn’t like it.” Kirby shot back as he smirked up into the point you forced your chest away from him.

Your hand wrapped around his neck softly squeezing as you repositioned your legs practically allowing yourself to bounce on his cock, quickening your pace. Your eyes locked on his as he watched your every movement “I’m in charge Kirby.” You mumbled as his hands went soft deciding to stop tugging at their constraints.

Kirby felt his cock throb between your legs as he pressed his head against the headboard of his bed “don’t stop.” He begged feeling your cunt clench around him “want to watch as I rub my clit?” You knew Kirby loved your sensitive little bud. The way he could get you so responsive from the mere flick of his finger had him ready to come in his pants on most days.

He nodded letting out a gasp “you’re so fucking pretty.” His eyes were glued to your cunt as you dropped your two fingers between your legs as you began strumming at your clit as though it was the strings of a guitar “you’re gonna make me come.” You groaned gripping your hand around his lower leg.

Having to watch you as your eyes screwed shut Kirby felt himself whimper “can’t wait to hold you pretty girl.” He confessed eliciting a moan from you once more “I’m close.” You announced feeling your legs begin to shake as you used all of your energy to keep yourself upright.

Kirby felt the same way as he nodded “keep fucking my cock like that.” He ordered feeling himself go as you let out a cry “s-s-shit!” You groaned beginning to writhe against his touch as your eyes rolled back into your head when the coil in your stomach snapped.

Your orgasm had you crashing down against his chest as your body shivered “princess.” Kirby’s voice was soft as he began to steady his breathing watching you almost come back into your body.

It took the remainder of your energy to look up at him as you nodded “you did so good.” He cooed pecking your lips “so fucking hot.” Kirby added as he kissed your head.

You were still on his cock making him struggle to keep in a groan “need you to untie me though.” The hockey player laughed as he could see you were in need of a warm bath with some probable cuddles heading your way.

A smile formed on your lips as you nodded sliding off of his cock as you reached over to untie his left wrist. When the ribbon fell to the bed Kirby didn’t hesitate to cup your cheek so he could kiss you properly. His tongue swiped across your lower lip before you pulled away “want a bath.” You mumbled with your eyes shut.

Kirby smiled hearing those words leave your lips “do my other arm and you’ve got yourself a deal.” He tapped your waist motioning to his other wrist.

As the secondary ribbon came down Kirby began to think about all the ways he could tie you up next time “you coming?” You asked with a giggle as you stood at door of your bathroom crossing your arms as it pushed your breasts up “yeah yeah.” Kirby nodded getting off of your bed.

For now those ideas of a later night in bed would have to wait.

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Moments of Awe | Kirby Dach

summary: you and Kirby are at the same party but this time there are feelings involved.

song: Fuck Up The Friendship- Leah Kate

request: yes/no

warnings: mentions of drinking

word count: 854

authors note: every time I wrote Kirby I get on thinking about that animated character. This was crap but I spent the day writing it and this is somehow the best we could find.

Kirby watched as you let your finger tips wrap around your can of seltzer.

You had both been drinking since pres and now it was hours into the party. He knew it was wrong to think of you in the way that he was. The way his palms grew sweaty at the sight of your legs in your shorts as you danced along to the music with some of your female friends. Your laugh in between the horrible attempts to do your own versions of karaoke as you all sang along to the song that were blaring over the speakers of the club.

It should have been a crime to look at him the way you did with that piece of lime wrapped around your lips “why does he keep looking at you like that?” One of your friends asked as she titled her head in Kirby’s direction.

His eyes hadn’t left you, hadn’t left your body since Cole started talking to you forty five minutes ago. The conversation only lasted fifteen minutes or so because Kirby wasn’t counting of course. You grinned as the American had said something stupid that made you wrap your hand around his arm. It brought up thoughts and feelings that Kirby had never imagined he would feel.

You let your lips form a pout as you locked eyes with your best friend “I don’t know,” you mumbled as you felt your knees grow weak at the way his eyes almost undressed you.

Your friend smiled “go talk to him,” she mumbled as she softly placed her hand on your back to give you a soft push.

Kirby smiled as his eyes lit up when you smoothed out the ends of your shirt “hi doll,” he mumbled as he reached his arms out so that you could sit on his lap.

That was something that was common for you two. Usually at parties you were attached at the hip, both teams that Kirby had been with got the chance to see how you were attached at the hip to your childhood neighbour.

Your hand went to the nape of his neck “what’s going through your mind?” You asked as you smiled.

It was a sight that made him want to curl up into a ball and pass out “just thinking about you,” he confessed as he wrapped his hand around your thigh.

A giggle left your lips “me?” You cocked your head as you hated how kissable his lips look in that very moment “always about you,” Kirby seemed to share your thoughts as he let his fingers softly pull at your chin.

Before you had a chance to respond as your cheeks turned pink, one of the boys called Kirby because they wanted him to meet.

What irritated you was the way that Kirby placed you next to him before he sent you an apologetic look as he sighed getting pulled away from you when the boys wrapped their arm around his shoulder.

You spent the next few hours with the girls as they all swore that Kirby clearly had feelings for you “you ready to go doll?” It was tradition that Kirby would drop you off at home after a night out, part of it was because he wanted to make sure that you got back safely but the other part was him loving the fact that he was the last person you would see before you went to bed, because there was nothing you hated more than talking to strangers after dark.

Your playful mood came back as you nodded “of course,” you held your hand out for the boy to hold onto in your efforts to combat the Montreal autumn night time breeze.

The car ride back to yours was quiet as it seemed the moment from earlier on in the day was now a bust as you had both sobered up and didn’t have the atmosphere to egg you on.

Kirby’s arm never left your shoulders on the walk back up to your apartment as he watched you rest your head on his shoulder until you got to your door “you want to come in?” You offered as you spun around unaware of the fact that he was so close behind you.

If you were taller your lips would have been touching but given the height difference, Kirby instead had his lips hovering dangerously close to your forehead “always,” occasionally you’d invite him in if he didn’t have places to be in the morning, each time he’d say yes.

Despite all of the drinks that you had already had you realised you were going to need another one if you were going to keep your hands to yourself “what you thinking about doll?” Your silence made it easy for him to pick up on the fact that your mind was moving quicker than the rest of you.

Your sigh was noted “just something big that I don’t know if I should do.” You explained as your eyes moved from his to his mouth and back again.

“I think you should just go for it.”