xvii. the b-word

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zendaya

zendaya

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(irl!) 

DRINKS WITH ZENDAYA AND TOM was surprisingly chilled. Despite their extreme celebrity, they were just two people catching up with an old friend. It was nice to watch Gianna slip into old familiarity. She laughed easily, throwing her head back in delight with each joke and story from years past. 

Will learned how Gianna and Zendaya met, heard stories from the sets of Spider-Man and Euphoria, and listened to the story of a failed date between the two women before they settled into a lifelong friendship. 

As they wandered home, pleasantly wine-drunk and full, Gianna propped herself upright against the taller man. 

"I'm not ready for tomorrow," she said, eyes heavy-lidded and full. "All that paparazzi and press... All I want is to sing my song and get the hell out of there." 

Will paused, wrapping his arms around the woman and rocking gently. "Well, I'm excited. There's nothing I love more than answering the same question over and over." 

"Speaking of..." 

"Yes?" 

"Can I..." Her face contorted as she struggled to get the words to leave her brain. "Would you be offended if I introduced you to the world as my boyfriend?" 

He looked down at the woman in his arms. Her hair, a blazing gold in the burning street lights, surrounded her perfect face. Her eyes stared up at him, waiting with impertinence for him to find the words. 

Thoughts scrambled through his mind, sitting somewhere between yes and fuck yes. The words fluttered around his mouth as wine fractured the connection between his brain and mouth. The only reasonable response was action. 

He leant down, first kissing the side of her face. He wanted to trace the shape of her jaw with love, define every freckle with delight, and taste her sweet tongue. As he made his way to her lips, she melted further into his arms. 

When they finally pulled away, Gianna looked up over her heavy-lidded eyes. 

"Is that a yes?" 

Will placed a finger under her chin and lifted her head to his once more. 

"What do you think?"


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a/n: 

incredibly short, disgustingly brief chapter for you folks because i needed to move the plot along quickly... 

deepest of apologies, but think of this as an appetizer to tide you over before the next big one. 

love you lots!

xoxo,
may

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