𝖋𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗 𝖕𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗 ⋆ 𝕶𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖓 𝖉𝖆𝖞

𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖚𝖉𝖊

this is so silly and goofy and i hope you guys enjoy a break from the heavy stuff

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The showers seem to be their spot of choice of late. The running water drowns out the sound, the steam and the soap make everything a little sexier. The stalls have locks, and there's a ledge to jump up onto if anybody wants to peer under the door frame. Most of all, nobody's looking for them. Everybody goes straight home after practise, and everybody knows that Kevin and Daisy stay back sometimes to fire shots on each other like there's no tomorrow. What they don't know, is that they only fire shots on each other for half the time everyone thinks they do.

 

The other half of the time is spent with fingers buried in hair, limbs wrapped around each other, exploring each other's bodies like their lives depend on it.

 

And that's where we find them now, in the women's shower block with the water turned all the way to boiling. One of Daisy's legs is keeping her steady on the floor, and the other is hooked over Kevin's elbow. She's making noises she didn't even know she could make, and the deeper he drives into her the louder she gets. Nobody should be here right now, except maybe the cleaners that buff out the floors every night. But who are they going to tell, and what would they care? So, Daisy moans. After all she's been through, it's the small pleasures of making the noises she wants to make with the guy she wants to have sex with. She's allowed that, right?

 

"Is this good?" asks Kevin, and Daisy almost wants to squeeze his cheeks. He's so cute. "Like, for you?"

 
"Yeah, it's good," Daisy smiles, laying a few wet kisses onto his neck. She feels his cheeks pull into a smile against the side of her head and he pushes in harder, lifts her leg higher until she's on her tiptoes and slides a hand in between them to circle his fingers in that spot that will drive her crazy. She's almost seeing stars as she nears the end, and that's when the lights begin to flicker.

Neither of them even notice it at first, far too enveloped in one another to realise that the fluorescents are blinking above them, until there's a flash of bright light, and then nothing.

 
The darkness takes over almost immediately, leaving them in a pitch black room with nothing but the sound of running water between them. Daisy huffs out a small laugh, but wraps her arms around Kevin and lowers her leg all the same. "What the fuck?" she asks uneasily, trying to sound amused rather than terrified.

 
"They know we train later, I normally shut off the lights before we leave," says Kevin. "Somebody is getting fired."

 
"Don't be an assho--" she cuts herself off with a piercing scream. The warm water flowing over their bodies is suddenly icy, and she leaps out of it's spray to press her back to the plastic door of the stall. "Do they turn off the hot water too?"

 
"No," says Kevin. She can imagine him frowning, that little wrinkle between his brow that she wants to stick her thumb into and rub at. He's going to age terribly, she thinks. I hope I'm there to see it.

"It's so cold," Daisy whispers, rubbing furiously at her arms. The air is suddenly icy, and her blood seems to have turned the same temperature. "Kevin, what the fuck is going on?"

"I don't know," he admits. She hears the wet pad of his feet towards her, and then his hands on her shoulders. "Go check."

"What do you mean, go check?" hisses Daisy, smacking her palms against his chest. "You go check, you're the man! The hot girl is always the first one to die in horror movies!"