romanticized version of the initial meetup

+ a few things i personally changed
- written from bad's pov
- this can be taken as romantic or platonic

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As I step out of the urban airport with my suitcase rolling beside me, I spot a guy a few feet away. He's wearing a red hoodie and jeans. His hair is a raven black color and slicked up.

He looks oddly familiar.

There's only one person this could be.
I stand there processing what I'm looking at, and realize that Skeppy is standing near me.

My best friend, Skeppy.

He's standing, looking the other direction. I can see him slightly moving his head, looking at the distant people surrounding us.

He stands on the ball of his heels and spins around slowly with his eyes closed. He then stops and opens his eyes.

I look at him. I study his hair. I look into his deep brown eyes that are staring at me, open wide. I trail down his figure, stopping at his feet and looking back up at his head again. I almost do a double take, opening my mouth to say something, anything.

I can't muster up anything. I'm just staring. Before I can think about what to do next, I see that Skeppy has ran over to me and is wrapping his arms around me, pulling me into a hug.

I wrap my arms around his body. He's about two inches shorter than me, so he has his arms under while my arms are over.

He has a faint smell. I couldn't describe it in words, it's not cologne, more like laundry detergent mixed with something sweet. That's the closest thing comparable.

I take it in. I take everything in. This whole moment, him, everything. It's all too perfect.

I close my eyes and lean more into him, hugging him tighter. He responds by doing the same.

It's all I could ever wish for. He's all I could ever wish for.

He pulls his head away from my shoulder and looks at me with a huge, sunny smile. I bring my head up and grin widely at him.

We have this unspoken chain of words exchanged, this agreement that we want this moment to last forever. Or at least as long as it can.

He then puts his head back on my shoulder, forming the same position as before.

I don't know how much time it was before we finally stopped hugging. Skeppy seemed a little surprised that I pulled away.

I stand a few inches away from the boy in front of me and pretend fix my long, brown hair to ease the uncomfortable air.

Skeppy clears his throat and I'm looking at him again. "Thanks for finally meeting up with me, you scammer," He giggles and flashes a fake angry face at me.

I roll my eyes, although I'm smiling so hard on the inside. "Hey! I am not a scammer, you muffin."

He laughs before deciding what to say next. "Do you wanna head to my apartment and set your stuff down? Then we can go get dinner, I know a good place downtown." Skeppy looks at me and turns his left hand over in his right hand.

"Yeah, okay! Thank sounds great, thank you for letting me stay," I offer a shy smile.

He nods, "Of course! You're my best friend, Bad. Come on, I'll show you my car." Skeppy walks up to me and he leads the way while we make small talk.

The whole time it feels like my brain is on autopilot. I'm trying to process the initial first interaction as well as what's happening in the moment.

I don't know a lot of things, but I do know something.

Meeting up was the right decision.

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thank you for reading!!
word count : 643
published 1/3/24
part 2?