“Hi Dustin!”

Dustin’s books scattered across the floor as he dropped them. His whole face turning a bright crimson as he muttered, “Shit” under his breath. He was quick to get down and start gathering them back up.

“Oh jeez! Sorry, didn't mean to scare you” (Y/n) apologized and before he could get a word in, she began gather his books as well.

Dustin swore his face somehow swelled as she finally gathered the books and held them in reaching shot. He gently took them from her trying ignore the sparks dancing through his vein when his hands accidentally touch hers. “You’re f-fine (Y/n), I wasn't looking” He stumbled out as he got back up.

She seemed to let out a sigh of relief as she stood up as well. She grinned at him once more sending his heart pounding. “Oh thank god… So how are you Dusty?” She asked, puzzled at the boys hurried pace in step. She was glued at his side as walked their way through the halls to class.

The bustling people forcing them to stay shoulder to shoulder which sent waves of electricity to shoot through Dustin, in the patch of skin where their shoulders connected.

He always melted when (Y/n) asked him this, because everyday despite how busy she was, She always made time just to ask him that. “I’m fine (Y/n),” He replied. His voice shaking slightly.

(Y/n) grinned slightly and before the curly haired boy could process her movements, she placed a hand on his forearm and her lips met his cheek gingerly. “That’s amazing!”

That was when Dustin tripped on his own two feet. His face a bright red color as he stumbled over apologies. God he needed Mama Steve’s help….