baby

It was a neon themed football game. I dressed up for him. I watched as he played this over-hyped game, not focusing on the chattering girls around me. I wanted to know how football worked.

The game ended, and it was the first win for our school.

He walked over, my sweet, sweaty baby. I fantasized him kissing me in front of the crowd, or in front of his friends, or in front of his parents. Just to show that he really liked me. But alas, I was greeted with a warm "hi baby!" Good enough for me.

Sweaty picture,

McDonalds at 10pm,

then my doorstep.

I expected the same comforting hug, then our 'salute' that we always do. I don't know who started that.

Well, we most certainly hugged.

I heard a soothing, rhythmic heartbeat in his chest.

Please kiss me.

I heard a simple "baby" with a tug at my chin.

Please kiss me.

I then heard my own racing heartbeat as he gave me a sloppy, sweet, short kiss.

I laughed inside as I remembered that neither of us really knew what we were doing. I wondered if he searched up how to kiss on YouTube.

As far as I know, our first kiss was unmatched. It may not have been a perfect electric moment, and it most certainly wasn't in the rain as I had hoped, but it was good enough to me.

Oh baby. :)