Two trays clattered beside them causing both girls to pause in their chatter. "I figured you might start avoiding me after that little incident," his voice cut in. His chin resting on his palm, his smirk causing her to fluster. Blake turned her head away from him to glare at Yang on the other side of the table.
"I wouldn't allow her to do that, hot stuff" Yang beamed, winking at the pair on the opposite side of the table. Blake glared at her roommate, then at Adam when he laughed. Yang turned her head to the right, kissing the air, "Hello to you as well Junior." The large man beside her smiled his cheek puffing out as he chewed his food.
"I've been thinking," Adam voiced turning his attention back to Blake, "you and I should go out and grab something to eat sometime. I mean you've nearly seen everything I've had to offer, I think its only fair." The black haired girl was torn, torn between wanting to laugh, blush, or duck under the table and dig a tunnel back to her room and just die there. She did neither, settling with hiding her face behind her hands while Yang snorted in amusement.
"That was weak," Junior stated smugly. Glad to see that Adam's lady game was failing—it was about time he was able to see some of his epic fails. Roman typically was the one that rode wing-man in the lady situations.
Adam grimaced, "I'm used to showing them the goods after I've asked them out, not before. Its a little new, so shut up shithead you can't ask a girl out for shit." Junior glared, the gears in his brain grinding as they turned.
"Pick me up at eight tomorrow night, I'm in the mood for Chinese." Yang grinned at the man beside her. She wasn't one to turn away the possibility of a free dinner—best part though would have to be if she could get Blake to agree. "You and Adam are more than welcome to join us," the blonde raised a brow in her roommate's direction.
Ooh, Chinese. Blake bit at the corner of her lip as she thought it over. She loved Chinese, and it wasn't like this would be an actual date. "Sure, sounds good," she smiled cheeks only barely tinting in a light pink hue.
Yang had stuffed her in the booth before suggesting that Adam should take the spot beside her, he had rolled his eyes at her actions claiming that that's what he was planning on doing anyways. "Junior and I are going to get our food first, you guys stay here watch my shit and flirt a bit—kay?" Yang's personality, her confidence more so than anything, was both refreshing and draining for Blake. Blake loved the fact that her friend and roommate could say the things she longs to say so easily, annoyed as well though. Like, for example, the fact that she was sitting here with this attractive boy that in turn found her attractive as well was so new... so scary that Blake didn't know what to say to him. This was the boy she keeps making a fool out of herself in front of!
"So, first date in your University experience?" Adam voiced, leaning against the back rest.
Blake shook her head, "first date ever, actually," she huffed to herself. It wasn't like she hadn't tried going out on dates, just... no one wanted to go out on one with her before.
"No shit, really?" the disbelief in his voice made her heart flutter and insides feel all warm and fluffy. It felt good—he actually was surprised by this.
Her cheeks darkened but her lips pulled up into a huge grin. "Yeah, I shit you not. A lot of people thought that I was either a boy or a really weird girl in the earlier part of grade school. The guys kinda considered me as one of their own, and well... the guys don't date their 'boyz'," Blake rolled her eyes at the memory, typically these thoughts left a bitter taste in her mouth and an ache in her heart—the memories would play like a shitty movie reel of one rejection after the other. But this time it was different.
Adam winced, "that sounds really shitty." From there the topics open for conversation were open, and pertaining to anything. They continued to chat while they got up to get their own food when the pair had returned, Blake had piled some food on his plate much to his shock.
"I don't have any room left on my plate and you had some room right there that you weren't filling quick enough," she had grinned before turning her back to him and returning to the table with her spoils. Adam had shook his head at her fondly, adding a few more things to his plate before following the path that she had went.
With Junior and Yang at the table, Blake wasn't as open as before. She still talked and laughed at the right times, but for the most part she spent eating her food and stealing the pile of food that she had piled on Adam's plate. Their dinner was reaching a closing, "want to go exploring?" Blake inquired as she zipped up her sweater.
"Sounds like a plan." He nodded at Junior waving him off as he and Yang made their way towards the car. "See you back at the room," he called out to the larger man.
They took a right from the restaurant, following the sidewalk were they then took a left. Blake's hand gripped his elbow, her other hand gesturing as she spoke. The breeze picking up the tips of her hair, blowing to too and fro in gentle wisps. He grasped her hand in his, pushing her hand down his arm to his wrist where he had let go over her. She stopped talking, glancing down at her hand where she brought her fingers down to weave through his fingers. She looked away from him then, her cheeks hot. "Hey look a park," she grinned and began to pull him towards the swings.
She had let go of his hand to take the metal chains into hand, sitting on the seat and kicking her feet out. "You're wearing a dress," Adam voiced staring at her cream colour legs before returning to her face.
She grinned and shrugged, "I'm aware, but I don't care really." She gestured for him to join her on the swing beside her and he did, kicking his feet out. He had asked her a question, followed by another and another. And she had answered, asking him a couple as well—until growing bored of the swing set and jumping off. She had took off running, laughing loudly when Adam tore after her. She had leaped onto the play structure and climbing up to the upper levels. He jumped onto one of the lower level landings, shocking the young woman but causing her smile to widen. "You think you can catch me?" she teased leaning back against one of the bars.
Adam shook his head, "I already have. You just don't know it." Blake made a dive to the slide just as Adam's last leap landing right beside her. His arms wrapping around her middle as pushing them both down the slide.
Adam shifted when the reached the bottom, his leg tangling with her's with one arm still holding her against him. She stopped breathing, holding her breath at the look he was giving her. He was looking at her lips, his head tilting slightly. Calculating, and she could see it. He was holding himself back, leaning forward slowly... and then his eyes met her's and the words tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop them. "I've never dated anyone before. Never been on a date, never even had my first kiss." The spell was broken, he was beginning to pull back again. His chest no longer pressed against her's. "It's not for a lack of trying... it was just that I was always viewed as 'just one of the guys' and I never know how to act around the guys that I like because of that. But I've already told you that," she grimaced covering her face with her hand.
Adam sat up then, chuckling lightly, "you're nervous. It's perfectly fine Blake," he glanced back at her smiling slightly when her yellow eyes glanced up at him. "I'm not mad, seriously."
"But you're disappointed," she stated sitting up as well. She felt awkward laying down while he sat up.
"Stuff happens, Blake. Its nothing to worry about. If something's gonna happen it'll just happen, don't worry about it. Ask me a question about anything, might get you to stop sweating the small stuff," he grinned.
She ground her teeth together but sighed heavily, "So what other piercings do you have?"
The man grinned, "oh wouldn't you like to know," his voice deep. Blake's jaw dropped and so did her gaze, focusing on his jean covered crotch with a blush on her cheeks. Her eyes darting back to his face, "it's for you do find out."
On the way back to the dorm the pair had taken a tumble into the main fountain. They had left dripping wet and laughing nearly hysterically, Blake's mascara begin to run. She had laughed leaning against the wall beside her door her smile causing his stomach to flop. He rested an arm against the wall behind her, the texture of the wall digging into his elbow as he bowed his head to brush their noses together.
Her eyes fluttered closed and she gripped each side of his face, sealing their lips together with a moan. Finally, finally she was kissing someone. He tilted his head, hitting better against her as he pushed forward his body pressing against her and the wall solid again her back. She opened her mouth before he had even pressed his tongue against her lips. A metal ball pushed against her tongue and clinking against the back of her teeth. She pulled away at that, "you have your tongue pierced?"
He glared at her, "we were kissing." He tangled a hand into the wet hair at the back of her head, pulling attention back to kissing when he licked into her mouth continuing where he was interrupted.