misohungry4

[misohungry4]

Hey guys! I'm a new writer and I'm bored as hell so I came to join in the trend of this new Blue Lock character. Anyways enjoy this short drabble of Bunny Iglesias.

You tried not to look. His scent, his defined biceps, his ethereal face, and his black compression shirt.

Bunny came to pick you up after college--after those grueling exams, dealing with unproductive groupmates, presentations, and what not. You could feel the gravity of your stress pulling you down as you enter the parking lot, where Bunny was supposed to pick you up. Thank the heavens, he got out of his luxurious you car. You haven't seen him yet, as you were focused on balancing your body.

Mi cariño, are you all right? You heard him ask--voice lacing with concern. While you were about to respond, you felt his arms wrap around your waist and your chin grabbed gently, as he faced you towards his way. Damn, he looks HOT.

Fuck (me).

He was wearing a black compression shirt that pairs well with his blue jogging pants. He wore a cap to conceal his identity and he smells like he just got out of the shower. Honestly, you were tempted to shove your face into his chest. The crucifix necklace that wrapped around his neck stirred something in you. You felt butterflies in your stomache-- and maybe somewhere else.

Bunny shifted his arms to your lower back as he pulled you closer to his figure.

Are you okay? You look like you've gone through a lot.

Y-yeah the usual stress I go through. You tried to make your response more composed.

Hopefully, he won't catch on.

Do I make you nervous mi princesa?

He whispered--maneuvering slowly towards your ear. Of course, he made sure to lower his octave to make your knees go soft.

Damn. He's always sharp. You thought.

Alright, alright. Let's go before you pass out. You look like you've been living off of coffee for the past few days.

He said while flashing that infamous fake smile of his. However, you don't sense a hint of insincerity to his smile. But still...

Meanie. It's gonna be your fault when I cry. Are you really calling me ugly?

Mhmm? Your words not mine, sweetheart.

Hey!..

Ah ah mi corazon. I never said you were ugly. That would be that last thing on my list to call you.

He said while poking your nose.

Its still on your list though. And just how many nicknames do you have for me?

His eyebrows perked up.

As long as you know that word does not suit you. You could look like a panda and I'd still deem you the most beautiful girl I've set my eyes on.

You--are you seriously unwrapping candy in the middle of our conversation?

Well, a teammate of mine gave it to me. Its pretty delicious actually. You should try it.

Bunny nonchalantly pops one candy into his mouth.

Why do you get distracted with the most random things I swear-

You felt him shifting your weight to his car as he hoists you up and kissed you deeply. Carefully, he slids the candy in your mouth while using his tongue and traps you in a position where your legs welcome him.

You were flabbergasted by his actions. Out of support, you wrapped your arms around his neck as you two proceeded with a full-on makeout session in your university parking lot--where students MIGHT see you in a not-so-appropriate position with your boyfriend.

You gasped for air and realized that he gave you the candy during the makeout session.

Was that an excuse to kiss me?

You said, while carefully adjusting your position.

Por favor mi cariño, I don't need an excuse to kiss you.

He whispered as he stared into your eyes, clearly planning something.

I have a lot of candy with me that needs sharing. Why don't we eat this at home? Hmm?