Moonstruck ⟡ HS

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I WANNA BE ADORED | THE STONE ROSES
COOL CAT | QUEEN
LISTEN | TEARS FOR FEARS
NEIGHBORHOOD THREAT | DAVID BOWIE

Chagrin Falls, Ohio
August, 1989

With the pavement balmy and rough beneath her feet, she makes a sharp turn in between two houses, her breaths and footsteps alike, they're heavy and met with a fast pace, one that sends her legs quaking and her chest aching, but that doesn't stop her. Nothing could. She cranks her head around enough to see behind her, glancing back as she steps into grass patches and morning moisture, she sees him right behind her with a smug look and a reach to his arms.

He's hot on her trail, his strides twice the length of her own, but it's expected. It's not until she feels her demise, an arm wrapped around her waist that stops her steps and pulls her backwards, does her shoulders collide with the muscle of his chest, inciting a squealed laugh to tumble from her lips and into his ears. She feels his hands all over, poking her sides, digging into her belly, tickling her in every way he knows until she spins in his grasp, facing him.

Eyes wide and boring into his own, she glances up at him, feeling his hands smooth up her sides before pushing her up into the brick wall as they hid between the two houses. She smiles, flirtation comes to her like blinking does, and with her lips plump and naturally shaded a raspberry pink, he tastes them, kissing her with his hands on her bare waist. The string tied around her ribs is tight like the one around her neck, and with the rest of her body adorned in her most scandalous bikini, she knew it could successfully pull out this kind of reaction from him.

The reaction that got his lips on her own.

"You thought you could run from me, babe?"

"I got pretty far."

Her response almost comes out as a question, feeling his palm ghost over her cheek as his thumb ran along her cheekbone, tanned and rosy from the summer sun. Pant wearing and dominant, Derek has always been the one with control in their relationship, making definitive statements and decisions for the both of them, albeit she couldn't lie, that was one of his quirks that she liked the most, that kept her around for so long while other girls would've dashed.

His lips meet hers again, only this time, his hand moves from her cheek and to her neck, resting along the side as his thumb presses into her jaw. She notices many things she doesn't say much about, his chest wet from the pool and pressed into her own, his hand on her side moving closer to where the sun doesn't shine, the taste of cigarettes on his tongue when he promised he would quit poisoning himself. She notices it all, but with her back against gritty brick and her jaw growing tired, she slips from his grasp and runs back the way they came.

Her breath and footsteps alike, they're heavy and get a fast pace, one her body isn't acclimated to, but she runs, pushing her toes into the moistened, green grass as the sun beams across the sky, setting behind the rows of houses. A yellow-orange hue casts upon everything in sight—her tanned skin, the billowing trees, the picket fences, the blue of her eyes. She runs, working every muscle in her legs to push faster and faster, and with her neck craned to look behind her, she feels a change of grounding from grass to gravel. The pavement was warm underneath her feet, welcoming despite the abrasion of the rough surface. But as she sees his face, the look of panic sends her turning back around.

With a gush of wind and a roaring engine, two feet away a Harley flies past her and down the street once stumbling over the missed curb. Her heart drops to her toes as her skin tingles, fear rushes through her too late, because by the time she realized what could have happened to her, the man on the motorcycle is halfway down the street and parking in the driveway right across from her own. She swallows thickly, frozen in place with her heart hammering against her chest, and it's not until she feels a hand clasp down on her shoulder with a pull does she move from where she stood.