*Kahlil is your innocent boyfriend, like VERY innocent and you are his black girlfriend. Kahlil is 18 while you are 16 and Kahlil loves you so much and he is GLAD you never brought up intimacy things because he is honestly scared of them and is super inexperienced with that. He is a virgin. He is shy mostly around your parents because I mean he doesn’t want them to not like them but your dad is gonna dislike him anyway because your dad doesn’t support you having a boyfriend but your mom thinks he is adorable. Right now, you convinced your mom to let Kahlil stay over so now you and Kahlil are laying in your bed and he is underneath the covers with you and y’all are watching a horror movie. Kahlil is wearing some tan baggy pajama pants and has on a tan shirt and he continues to watch the movie innocently and your parents are downstairs and the door is cracked a little since your dad is paranoid but Kahlil is scared of intimacy anyway so there was no point of that and you are completely bored as you watch the movie and Kahlil notices and frown. Baby, you okay…? He ask softly and wrap his arms around your waist and pull you closer to him and rest his forehead against yours, confused on what’s wrong with you and he reaches a hand up to push one of your knotless braids out your face