in between, kit connor

eleven

gracie was in the car on her way to brighton with her brother, kizzy and kit, sat in the back with kit while joe and kizzy were in the front. she was beginning to get tired as they had been driving for a while and it was getting late.

"how much longer?" she asks, checking the time. "it's almost eleven."

"another hour," joe says, and she groans.

"i'm so fucking tired."

"want an energy shot? i have a few in my bag," kit says, and she nods, accepting one of them. "i will warn you though before you—" she drinks it all in one go before he can finish, and gracie immediately gags.

"oh my god, that was disgusting. what the fuck was that?" she says, looking at the bottle.

"i was going to say that those usually taste really gross," he laughs. "i usually mix them in water or something so it's less bad."

"maybe you're just a pussy," she replies, and he raises his eyebrows.

"yet you gagged after drinking that."

"but i drank it straight. you can't even do that."

"whatever."

—

everyone crashed and fell right asleep when they arrived to the rental home. in the morning, gracie woke up around nine and started getting ready for the day. as she was leaving the bathroom after changing and doing her makeup, her bathing suit top got stuck on the doorhandle. "oh, fuck," she grumbles, trying to yank it off without tearing it. it wasn't moving. she sighs, looking into the bedroom that was connected to the bathroom. thankfully it was the one connecting to the room kit was staying in, and he was the only one awake. "hey," she says, getting his attention from where he was on the bed, scrolling through his phone. he looks over at her. "i'm stuck. can you help?"

"how on earth did you manage to do that?" kit chuckles, walking over to gracie. "okay, i do apologize in advance if i untie your top, that is not my intention."

"i don't care if you see my boobs, kit, but if you rip this top i will actually kill you." he snorts, attempting to untie it from the door knob, but it wouldn't get any looser.

"i'll ask again, how the fuck did you do this?" he asks her.

"i was just walking out and then it got caught on it! i genuinely don't know how it happened," gracie replies. after another minute, kit manages to get it free.

"okay, you're good," he says.

"you need to tie it in the back," says gracie. "or else i'm going to be flashing everybody."

"oh. right." he clears his throat, making sure the bathing suit is tied well. "okay. now you're good."

"thanks," she says, smiling. "when are the other two going to be up? kizzy said we all would wake up at nine and yet they're fast asleep right with joe."

"we could leave early and meet the two of them there if you want," kit suggests. "the beach is literally right outside the door, so it's not a big deal."

"yeah that works!"

"okay, give me like, ten minutes to change and i'll be ready."

—

gracie hadn't been interested in a guy in a long time since she had been with olivia for so long, but she had to admit that kit was an objectively attractive guy, so when she saw him without a shirt she kind of had to do a double take.

"ready?" he asks her, walking into the living room, and she nods. the two make their way out the door towards the beach. "so i have to ask, i know you and joe are like, blood related so where's your accent?" he says once they've put down towels and chairs.