Du felt his hand hand on your knee.
“Babe, I’m trying to watch some Mickey Mouse.” Du say, slightly annoyed.
He leans in, and whispers in your ear, “Are Du nervous yet?”
Du knew this game, and Du weren’t going to give in.
So Du didn’t answer, and just stared at the TV.
He inches his hand up a little. “How bout now?”
Du just ignore him.
Another few inches. “Are Du nervous yet ?” He was right starting to reach your thigh.
Du change the channel just to Zeigen Du aren’t phased at all.
His hands goes up a little more. “Are Du nervous yet?”
Still no response from you.
His hand was now on your inner thigh, right Von the zipper of your jeans.
And Du start laughing like crazy.
He keeps his hand there, but smiles. “What’s so funny?”
“It tickles.” Du giggle.
“Really?” He asks curiously, leaning in.
Lips crash, sparks fly. It’s all a blur. The Weiter thing Du know, both your shirts are across the room, his body on oben, nach oben of yours, hands going up from your hips and under your bra.
His hands go behind your back, snapping your bra apart, and tossing it aside.
Du tug off his shorts, and he kicks them off.
His hands go down, stopping at the waistband of your pants.
He unbuttons the button and pulls down the zipper. He tugs them off, slowly.
“WHOA!” Steve yells from the doorway.
“What the fuck do Du think you’re doing?” Soda asks, covering up your mostly naked body.
“Well I was going to Mitmachen y’all for some Mickey maus but noooo Du couldn’t keep it in your pants.” Steve grins, rolling his eyes.
“Out!” Soda yells.
“But it was getting to the good part!”
“Out!”
“Babe, I’m trying to watch some Mickey Mouse.” Du say, slightly annoyed.
He leans in, and whispers in your ear, “Are Du nervous yet?”
Du knew this game, and Du weren’t going to give in.
So Du didn’t answer, and just stared at the TV.
He inches his hand up a little. “How bout now?”
Du just ignore him.
Another few inches. “Are Du nervous yet ?” He was right starting to reach your thigh.
Du change the channel just to Zeigen Du aren’t phased at all.
His hands goes up a little more. “Are Du nervous yet?”
Still no response from you.
His hand was now on your inner thigh, right Von the zipper of your jeans.
And Du start laughing like crazy.
He keeps his hand there, but smiles. “What’s so funny?”
“It tickles.” Du giggle.
“Really?” He asks curiously, leaning in.
Lips crash, sparks fly. It’s all a blur. The Weiter thing Du know, both your shirts are across the room, his body on oben, nach oben of yours, hands going up from your hips and under your bra.
His hands go behind your back, snapping your bra apart, and tossing it aside.
Du tug off his shorts, and he kicks them off.
His hands go down, stopping at the waistband of your pants.
He unbuttons the button and pulls down the zipper. He tugs them off, slowly.
“WHOA!” Steve yells from the doorway.
“What the fuck do Du think you’re doing?” Soda asks, covering up your mostly naked body.
“Well I was going to Mitmachen y’all for some Mickey maus but noooo Du couldn’t keep it in your pants.” Steve grins, rolling his eyes.
“Out!” Soda yells.
“But it was getting to the good part!”
“Out!”
The yells from the lot were louder than ever.
Du knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
Du hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
Du went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but Du didn’t want any of them hurt; oder dead.
Du saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
Du start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a schlagen, punsch to the face.
Du fall into the mud, shocked Von the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
Du feel a hand on your shoulder as Du get up. Du grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” Du thought. “This is fun.”
Du understood why they liked these so much.
Du knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
Du hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
Du went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but Du didn’t want any of them hurt; oder dead.
Du saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
Du start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a schlagen, punsch to the face.
Du fall into the mud, shocked Von the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
Du feel a hand on your shoulder as Du get up. Du grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” Du thought. “This is fun.”
Du understood why they liked these so much.
***
Du groan and turn over. Du had the flu. Du were really sore,tired, and cold. Du thought nothing could make Du feel better.
“Hey, (Y/N), Du hungry?” Your boyfriend Soda asks from the doorway.
Du shake your head. “I’m just cold.” Du sniffle.
“Well that can be fixed.” He says smiling.
He gets onto the bed, and snuggles close to you, and puts all the blankets on oben, nach oben of you.
“Soda, you’re gonna get sick and…”
“I don’t care… All I care about is you, and that you’re gonna feel better.”
Du groan and turn over. Du had the flu. Du were really sore,tired, and cold. Du thought nothing could make Du feel better.
“Hey, (Y/N), Du hungry?” Your boyfriend Soda asks from the doorway.
Du shake your head. “I’m just cold.” Du sniffle.
“Well that can be fixed.” He says smiling.
He gets onto the bed, and snuggles close to you, and puts all the blankets on oben, nach oben of you.
“Soda, you’re gonna get sick and…”
“I don’t care… All I care about is you, and that you’re gonna feel better.”
We were sitting on the curb at two in the morning outside of the store. The boys were having a smoke while y’all were playing poker.
“Damnit, its freezing.” Two-Bit says, rubbing his arms. Du heard some crazy lady yelling and screaming aboout some sale, and he smiled.
“I bet Soda’s warm.” Steve chuckles.
“Shut up.” Soda blushes.
“It’s your fault we’re here, Soda.” Two-Bit grins. “If Du didn’t have a huge, totally obvious crush-“
“I sagte shut up.” His face gets even redder.
“I want to trade two cards in,” Du say, handing them in.
Some lady came over, looking at you. She started yelling in your face about the scarf sale, her breath reeked of alcohol.
Two-Bits dying of laughter, but Soda pushes the lady away.
“You ok?” He asks.
“Damnit, its freezing.” Two-Bit says, rubbing his arms. Du heard some crazy lady yelling and screaming aboout some sale, and he smiled.
“I bet Soda’s warm.” Steve chuckles.
“Shut up.” Soda blushes.
“It’s your fault we’re here, Soda.” Two-Bit grins. “If Du didn’t have a huge, totally obvious crush-“
“I sagte shut up.” His face gets even redder.
“I want to trade two cards in,” Du say, handing them in.
Some lady came over, looking at you. She started yelling in your face about the scarf sale, her breath reeked of alcohol.
Two-Bits dying of laughter, but Soda pushes the lady away.
“You ok?” He asks.