You Just Do

“Bye Max! I’m going out. I’ll be home by 11.” I shouted into the apartment and left to go meet up with none other than my boyfriend.

I couldn’t help but have a slight skip in my step. It wasn’t often that Geno and I went out on dates, but when we did it made me feel incredible. He was so sweet and shy and just adorable all around. I wanted to grab him and kiss him every time, but I knew I couldn’t do that.

I saw his car stand there and jumped inside, greeting him with a small peck on his incredibly soft lips. I smiled and looked up at the taller man.

“Bonjour.” I stated and smiled.

“Hello. How was your day?” he asked me.

I leaned back in the seat and put on my seat belt before turning to him. He started up the car, the vibrations running through us as he began to drive somewhere. I didn’t know where he was taking me, but I was excited to see what he had in mind for our date.

“It was fine. I did not do much. I play video game et talk to parents.” I explained to him.

He smiled and grabbed my hand in his larger one. His fingers twisted with mine and it seemed to fit perfectly together. His cool skin against my warmer skin.

“No fight with Max?” He asked chuckling slightly.

I rolled my eyes and slapped his arm, “We fight not all the time!” I whined and turned to the window, choosing to ignore the gorgeous man beside me for a while, until he apologized with more than just words, if you got my drift.

He stopped in front of a small cafe and turned the car off. I looked at it, seeing how it wasn’t fancy at all... just an everyday Starbucks, but Starbucks was my second love of my life. I loved the Mocha Frapp’s. They were amazing with such grand taste... wonderful.

I grinned and turned to Evgeni who had already gone out of the car and was walking towards the coffee goodness of the place before me. Ever since I’d stopped all drug and alcohol flow, thanks to Evgeni, my new drug had been Starbucks coffee.

I rushed out of the car as well, closed the door and ran over to the famous hockey player. I heard the beep of the car closing behind me while I ran up to him, and latched onto his arm like the clingy child that I was.

Evgeni smiled and ruffled my hair before we got inside the warm cafe. We both ordered our drinks and once we got them we sat down and talked for a bit. It was just casual, nothing special and too fancy. I hated it when a someone tried too hard and made it too fancy.

Something like this, casually going to Starbucks was the perfect date for me. It was thoughtful, since I loved Starbucks, but in my mind not too cheap either, since a Mocha Frap cost like 5 dollars. I was such a cheap ass, that that was expensive in my mind.

I smiled and looked over Evgeni seeing just how wonderful he really was. The smile, the way he tried to hard to never make mistakes while speaking English. It just added on to his cuteness and adorableness.

“’ow long ‘ave Jordan and Belle been dating?” I asked Evgeni.

He looked at me and shrugged, “A few months... why?”

“Just wondering. Jordan never seemed like one to ‘ave only one relationship with one person...” I whispered and looked at my hands. Evgeni and I met a few months ago... we’ve been pretty close for a long time.

I mean if Jordan was ready to move in with someone when all this time he’s been more like my brother... then why couldn’t Evgeni get over his silly fear and just tell at least let me tell Max... he was my big brother and it was pretty hard to hide something like this from him.

I mean he should have guessed something by now. Evgeni and I have been pretty close lately... I guess we just were never really obvious.

I felt a warm, larger hand wrap around mine. When I looked down at the table, where my hand was, I saw that Evgeni was holding onto it. He gave it a tight squeeze and smiled softly, “I will tell when I ready.”

I nodded and smiled as well taking a long sip of the freezing beverage before me. A sharp pain ran though my head, causing me to squeal and flinch.

“What’s wrong?” Evgeni asked quickly.

I smiled and shook my head, holding my forehead, “A uhmm... gel de cerveau...” I muttered, not knowing the word in English.

I guess Evgeni understood though, because he smiled and ruffled my hair, leaning over the table to kiss my forehead softly. We stayed in Starbucks a while longer before we decided to go back to his place. We still had a lot of time before I had to be back home.

I grinned and jumped in his nice car as we drove to his house. His thumb brushed over my soft skin constantly while he concentrated on the road. I looked out over the road and watched all the people that we passed, huddled up in coats and all that. It was Christmas break soon. I couldn’t wait to have two weeks off to spend with Evgeni... after Christmas break he could start playing hockey again.

I grinned and leaned my forehead against the door and closed my eyes, just enjoying the soft hum of the car and Evgeni’s hand stroking mine softly. It was just so soothing and calming and made me forget about anything that might have worries me in these past few days. I was just glad to have Evgeni close by me.

After the short car ride we got to his house. I smiled and fell flat on my back onto his couch sighing happily from all the food I consumed in Starbucks. Let’s just say their cookies are amazing...

“I feel fat.” I stated and looked down at my filled tummy.

My boyfriend chuckled and sat down next to me, lifting me off the couch and setting me on his lap. His hands were gripping onto my hips and he smiled down softly at me and kissed the top of my head. His hands went under my shirt and he began rubbing soothing circles on my stomach.

“You not fat. You too skinny.” He told me and kissed my neck softly.

I sighed and melted into his hold. His hands were so soft and felt so good against my skin. I couldn’t help but lean into him and put my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes and enjoying the sweet moment. The man holding me was so gentle and just so sweet. I could never get over how wonderful he was.

“Thank you for today. It was fun.” I told him and smiled.

Evgeni never answered, he only attached his wonderful lips to the skin on my neck, leaving a mark that would be there for quite a while. Why was it always on this couch that things got heated?