Request for -badera

*Prince's POV*

Y/N and I are just hanging out together like usual, we spend all of our time together. Today we're out at a tennis match, we're not really paying attention to the sport itself we're just talking and carrying on.

"Remind me again why we're sitting in this heat watching something we could watch at your place?" Y/N groans.

"Because we are always at my place." I chuckle.

Y/N sighs and runs her fingers through her long jet black hair. Pulling off her ray bans to run the bridge of her nose before putting the shades back on.

"But of all things to do...a Tennis match?" She asks.

"What? I like Tennis." I defend.

"No you don't. We always make fun of Tennis players for their ridiculous outfits and the grunting noises they make when hitting the ball..." Y/N raises her eyebrow.

I chuckle, the noises they make is dumb. They're just hitting a ball and they make it sound like they're in excruciating pain.

"That's exactly why I like Tennis. Please, do you really think I'm here to watch it for the points and care for who wins?" I ask her.

Y/N looks at me, she laughs and crosses her arms.

"Thank god. If you were actually here to watch the game properly I was about to call an ambulance on your ass." She chuckles.

We spend the next two hours picking out the hideous outfits and skimpy skirts that may as well just be underwear or thongs. And the grunts that either sound like they're having sex or just got stabbed.

We go back to Paisley Park and hang out some more, I show her what I'm working on. A new album called 'Art Official Age'. She seems impressed which is the reaction I always look for, that's what I always like about Y/N, she has no trouble speaking her mind. That's why I always go to her with my work because she's honest, a little too honest but that's what I need.

"I like it. I think this album will be a huge hit." She smiles at me.

"Really? You think so? You're not just doing the stock best friend response?" I ask her with my eyebrows raised.

She chuckles and places her hands on my shoulders, looking into my eyes.

"No I'm not. I never do the stock best friend response when it comes to critiquing your music. You know that. Remember that harsh criticism I gave you on your 'Emancipation' album?" Y/N reminds me.

I squint my eyes at her.

"How could I not forget?" I roll my eyes.

"Hey don't you start, if it weren't for my harsh words it wouldn't had been as popular as it is today." She crosses her arms.

I smirk and wrap my arms around her waist, pulling her into me. She scoffs and turns her head away from my gaze, I chuckle and kiss her cheek.

"Y/N, don't be like that. I was only playing, I'm thankful for your input on Emancipation. I'm thankful for your input on every album to date, I couldn't have gotten this far without you." I sigh.

She finally looks up at me, placing her hands on my shoulders.

"Yes you could have, you just need to believe in yourself." She sighs.

I smile at her, pushing some of her hair behind her ear.

"Are you gonna come to the studio with me tomorrow while I record? I wanna finish this as soon as I can." I ask.

She sighs, I know how boring coming to the studio to watch me record can be for her. I chuckle.

"You can bring a friend so you don't get bored." I chuckle.

"Okay then I'll come." Y/N smiles.

My jaw drops, I let go of her and step back.

"You have other friends?" I ask dramatically, "I thought I was your life..."

"Oh honey...." She gives me a sympathetic smile and places her hand on my cheek, "That's adorable."

She walks to the door, I chuckle. She's cute.

"I'll see you tomorrow, love you." She smirks.

"Love you more." I laugh.

The Next Day...

I was in the booth recording, Y/N was sitting there bopping to what I was singing and the music. She was alone, I thought she was bringing a friend. She was probably gonna bring her friend Lauren, Lauren always likes hanging out here. I finish the song I'm working on and decide to take a break, I get out of the booth and walk over to Y/N.

"Hey you, I thought you were bringing a friend? I don't want to bore you." I ask.

"Yeah I am, he's just running a little late." Y/N confirms.

Oh that explains it...wait...he?

"Oh right. Well I have a fifteen minute break so want to go grab a drink in the meantime?" I ask.

Y/N nods, we both walk to the kitchen and grab some water.

"Sorry I'm late!" We both hear a voice.

Y/N runs over to the tall man standing in the doorway and jumps onto him, hugging him. Wish she greets me like that...

"It's okay, Jared. How was filming?" She asks.

"It was great! Took awhile to get through hence why I'm late because of the stunts but all done now." This Jared smiles at her.

I just sit down on a stool in the kitchen, while the two converse...like I'm not even here. Y/N looks up at me though.

"Oh, Jared. This is Prince." She introduces.

"It's nice to meet you at last." Jared extends his hand.

"Likewise." I nod.

Y/N furrows her brows, she then turns her attention back to Jared.

"Thanks for coming today. This new album Prince is doing is gonna be huge." She smiles.

I smile at her enthusiasm, she's amazing.

"That's great! He's lucky to have someone like you." Jared says staring at Y/N.

Y/N scoffs.

"Yeah he is." She smirks.

"Don't start." I say.

"Oh please, you can't do anything without me." Y/N smirks at me.

"Lay off that." I warn, trying not to smirk back.

Jared chuckles at the both of us.

"The friendship you two have is one of a kind. I honestly couldn't name anyone who has such a fantastic relationship besides you two." Jared comments.

Y/N smiles, looking at me then at Jared.

"Thank you, we get that all the time." She says.

"Oh I forgot to ask. I have a gathering tomorrow night, more like a end of season party with everyone. I was wondering if you wanted to go with me?" He asks her.

Is he for real?

"Sure. I'll go with you." She smiles.

I raise my eyebrows.

"Great! It's a date." He smirks at her, Y/N chuckles and smirks back.

Vomit. I'm gonna walk away now, I walk back into the studio and into the booth. I shake my head at those two, Jared ain't man enough for her. I continue recording, when I finish my next song I look over to see them two laughing and carrying on. Jared's playing with her hair and Y/N is blushing and giggling like crazy. I roll my eyes and just leave the booth, walking up to them.

"I'm done for the day. Do whatever, I'm going upstairs." I say.

Y/N stands up and furrows her brows.

"You don't wanna hang out?" She asks.

"No." I say, going upstairs.

I go up to my room and get changed. I'm an idiot for suggesting for Y/N to bring a friend, yes I don't want her to get bored but then again I'm totally ignored at the same time...this Jared guy is a joke. Thinking his flirting is gonna win her? Please, I have a better chance with her than he does. If Y/N was gonna need to have a real man it would be me, not some tall long haired yahoo she's only known for a few months.

I may be getting ahead of myself here but I have had some sort of feelings for her I just haven't come to terms with, I just keep thinking it's just being over protective of her but I guess I was wrong.

I finish getting changed and sit on my bed when I hear a knock on the door. I sigh.

"Come in." I call out.

Y/N opens the door and walks in, sitting on the bed beside me. She looks up at me.

"Hey you, what's going on?" She asks.

"Not much, just sitting here." I answer.

"That's not what I meant. You walking out before and bluntly saying no to hanging out with Jared and I before..." She reminds me.

I sigh, looking down at my hands.

"You two were talking and carrying on the whole time anyway so why should I get in the way?" I shrug my shoulders.

Y/N sighs, grabbing my hands and making me look at her.

"You know I would have been happy to ask him to leave if you were uncomfortable with him there." She says.

"But you weren't, the flirting says it all." I roll my eyes.

Y/N tries to hold back a laugh and a straight face, but fails. She breaks out in a fit of laughter, my eyes widen at her current state.

"Flirting? Is that what you think we were doing?" She laughs.

"Yes. He was playing with your hair, you were blushing. If that's not flirting then what is it then?" I ask.

"I was laughing too hard because I got a chip in my hair! That's why he was playing with my hair, he was getting the chip out of my hair." She explains.

I look away, well now I feel dumb. She gasps.

"Wait...are you jealous?" She asks.

I look up at her.

"Have you been drinking bong water?" I ask her.

"No...smartass." She frowns.

I sigh, standing up and walking over to the window.

"Fine, yes. Hearing Jared ask you out and him being so close to you dug up some feelings." I admit.

"Feelings?" Y/N asks, walking closer to me.

I turn around and look at her.

"I've always had feelings for you but they confused me so I never did anything about them until now. Jared isn't man enough for you, if you were going to be with someone it should be with someone you've known for a long time and actually cares about you and knows more about you than your name and favourite chip flavour." I defend.

Y/N's eyes widen.

"You're not serious are you?" She asks.

I stare at her.

"Oh wow you are..." She says.

"Y/N, I know we've been best friends for years but I'm right for you. Not him." I argue.

Y/N looks down at her feet timidly, I lift her chin, making her look at me.

"You can't tell me you never felt anything for me." I say.

"I..." She begins.

She looks away before looking back up into my eyes.

"You're right." She sighs.

I smile, holding her face gently in my hands. She closes her eyes and leans into my touch, I slowly lean in and press my lips to hers. A wave of electricity flows through my whole being as my lips move in sync with hers, I've kissed her before from time to time but this is different. This isn't a friendly kiss this is a proof of love for one another kiss, full of passion. She's giving it back, reaching up and running her fingers through my hair.

A few moments later we both pull apart, taking the time to catch our breaths. Y/N chuckles.

"What?" I ask.

"Remember how we always used to kiss in public whenever the media always speculated you were dating someone? And we always looked at each other afterwards pulling a face and said we felt nothing?" She asks.

"Yeah I remember." I laugh.

"Well what about now?" She asks.

"I definitely feel something." I smile.

"Me too." She smiles.