The Return
Ayo had always told me that I was like tea, the sweetest thing ever, the fairest of all and literally the most beautiful thing to exist and I would blush, as far as my dark skin could, and we were just friends.
Ayo was sitting there in all his glory, Aloha shirt that wasn't buttoned, white Nike sweatshorts and sunshades on his hairline. His hair was in waves that reached his neck and the black colour glistened in what looked like oil. Oh, to run my hands through that.
"...Feyi," I snapped as I heard my name being called. Ayo's gaze was on mine as mine were on his. I blushed again, he definitely noticed me gawking at him. I shouldn't be blamed.
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