featuring Cench only

trigger warnings: parties, spilling drinks on purpose

Cench watched her from afar as Sweet Thing by Mary J Blige played through the house. The small house party became a relaxation session rather than a party. The low melodies of the song had everybody in their feelings.

Hence, the reason he couldn't take his eyes off of Y/N. She was too busy talking with her friends to notice him. Wadz stood next to him, "Are you gonna talk to her or not?"

Oakley flared his nostrils in annoyance, "Would you fuck off?"

Wadz laughed grabbing his shoulder, "You've known her for months just go talk to her bro."

He watched as Y/N got up and moved to the makeshift bar. Y/N skimmed over the drinks trying not to get too drunk. She began mixing some soda and her choice of liquor. Oakley easily approached her until he bumped into the wall sending his drink flying onto Y/N.

She gasped when her top was soaked. "Yo, what the fuck?"

Oakley cringed at himself for spilling his drink on her. He sat his cup down and grabbed some paper towels, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to."

Y/N wanted to laugh at how silly he looked trying to soak up the alcohol from her shirt, "Oakley, you didn't have to spill your drink to talk to me."

He chuckled finding himself touching her soft shirt for too long. He pulled back smiling, "Was it that obvious?"

Y/N playfully rolled her eyes, "Cench you been holding up that wall all night. I saw you, please be for real."

Oakley was blushing red at this point, "Uh, I have an extra hoodie in my car if you want it? It's the least I could do."

Y/N smiled, "Sure."

Y/N stood in the bathroom with her shirt off. She quickly washed herself before pulling on Oakley's hoodie. She stopped in her tracks when it fit her loosely. She closed her eyes smelling his cologne on it.

"Damn, that man is too fine," Y/N whispered to herself as she fixed her hair.

Oakley was trying not to stand directly in front of the door when she came back out. He smiled at her earning a giggle from Y/N.

The two stayed in the hallway in a comfortable silence. She crossed her arms over her chest, "Thanks for the hoodie it's comfortable."

"I always got you."

Y/N looked to the side. The party lights illuminated her face, "You wanna dance?"

"I'd rather talk to you."

She smiled brighter, "Come on, you can make me another drink."

Authors Note:

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