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#69 walkingdead
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summary when you and ben are dragged along for one of klaus’s drug deals, you get stuck trying to push away some creep. but luckily, ben comes to the rescue.
warning drug deal, pushy creep
“five minutes,” ben warned when klaus opened the backdoor to the bustling club for them. you nodded along with his warning.
“yes, absolutely,” klaus agreed, and then he disappeared. you looked over at ben and laughed. he shook his head, walking into the club with you trailing behind.
you both sat at the bar, chatting as you waited for klaus to return to you two with whatever happy pill he was getting. after fifteen minutes, ben stood. “im gonna go try to find him. stay safe.”
“you got it,” you winked. he gave you a smile before tucking his hands into his pockets and walking off. you ordered yourself a water and crossed your legs, waiting patiently for ben and klaus to return.
after about ten minutes and a glass of water, you decided to go find the boys for yourself. but right after you stood, your path was blocked by a tall man.
“hey, beautiful,” the guy smiled. you offered him a polite smile, clasping your hands behind your back. “can i buy you a drink?”
“no, thanks,” you said, shaking your head and trying to move around him. he side stepped and blocked your move. “im not much of a drinker.”
“why not?” he asked, giving you a smirk as he blocked another attempt to get around him. you gave a more impatient smile.
“let’s just say i have a friend who is,” you chuckled stiffly, looking around. you didn’t see ben or klaus anywhere amongst the crowd. you felt yourself getting anxious.
“one drink won’t hurt,” the guy shrugged.
“again,” you sighed, dropping your smile, “no, thanks.” you tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and crossed your arms.
“i’ve never met a girl who turned down a free drink,” the guy hummed. “can i buy you a soda?”
“if you don’t mind, i’d like to find my friends now,” you said, adamant on making it past him. but he grabbed your wrist before you could get too far. you immediately snatched it back, shaking your head at him. “please, leave me alone.”
before the guy could say anything else, a hand rested on your stomach and pulled you back. you gasped lightly as your back someone’s chest, and you looked to see who had grabbed you. you almost wilted with relief when saw ben glaring at the guy.
“she said please,” ben nodded. you felt your whole body heat up just at the way he held you; so possessively and strong. you looked back at the guy, seeing him shoot ben a glare before stalking off. you closed your eyes and let out a breath of relief.
you couldn’t help but feel disappointed when ben’s hand left your stomach. you turned around and pulled the taller boy into a hug that he was quick to return.
“thank you, ben,” you smiled into his shoulder.
“no problem,” he nodded, rubbing your back before you pulled away. he tucked his hands into his pockets and offered you a half-smile. “that guy needs to learn how to talk to women.”
you laughed, looking to where the guy had walked off toward. “yeah. im just glad you were there.” you met his eyes and offered him a grateful grin. he gave you a smile, too. and then his eyes flickered down to your lips, and you knew he was thinking what you were thinking. in that next instant, your arms were wrapped around his neck and his your waist, lips pressed desperately against each other’s.
and though it was an intimate and mind-blowing moment, the only thought on your mind was that you kind of had that creep to thank.
