Ice cream

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This is a copy paste but i did some editing and added some parts!

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The mint chocolate chip ice cream was cool and sweet as you let it melt on your tongue. You had gone to meet your boyfriend, Steve Harrington, just before he closed up at Scoops Ahoy. Robin had been out today, so you came by a little early to keep him company. Now most of the customers had fled already and other stores were locking up.

You sat on the counter while he stood there in his adorable captain outfit. Ahoy! his hat read, the cutesy demeanor clashed with his masculine appearance in an endearing way. He was just doing his normal closing duties, locking the register and pulling the security gate across. Something about the way he looked with his moles and hazel eyes drove you crazy.

“What did you wanna do tonight?” You asked taking a spoonful of ice cream, kicking your legs gently as you sat on the counter. You sat in front of the frosted glass window behind the register so you could admire him.

You arrived an entire hour early, before the customers left you sat in a booth and watched him work which drove you crazy. The subtle movement of his hands and fingers as he washed the counter, the way his eyes grazed over to you while talking to a customer and of course the way the ice cream dribbled over his gloved hands. He stole glances at you as he worked, with winks and smirks that made you squirm.

Back to the present, he turned to face you, placing his hands on your waist, his peach lips moving as he spoke “whatever you want to do.”

He leaned forward and you tilted your head down until your lips met in a sweet, loving kiss before he continued with a sly tone “movie, cuddles…”

You giggle at him, looking down with a glow of desire in your eyes. You had been dating Steve for about a month now, and things had just started to heat up between you.

“Let me get changed first,” he trailed his hand along your arm as he walked behind the swinging door into the back room, leaving you with loving tingles. It was as if you could feel the electric pull between you, crying as he walked away.

You couldn’t help but flutter your eyes behind you, catching only a glimpse of his abs as he changed shirts.

If someone in high school had told you you’d be dating Steve Harrington you’d have laughed in their face. You couldn’t have been less interested in a jock fuckboy. You had still felt that way, even at the party you had met him at while he flirted with you, before he really changed his ways. You couldn’t have been more uninterested. Yet he followed you around at school, trying with flowers, love letters, and chocolate. The man was head over heels for you, still is.

At first you hated to admit you were wrong about him, but you watched as he defied his asshole friends and showed you what unconditional loyalty was. He had abandoned everything to show you what a real, good human he wanted to be even improving his grades and finding a crappy job to better himself. Fuckboy jock no more.

You thought back to the first time you had sex, just a few days ago. Loving embrace on his bed, clumsy and awkward as first times with a new partner can be. The movie playing had been long forgotten. You both got the hang of each other pretty quickly that night, every scar, mole and curve. You had been inseparable since, even itching for him while he was supposed to be working. Impatience bit away at you when an idea popped into your head.

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