𝕊𝕎𝔼𝔼𝕋ℍ𝔼𝔸ℝ𝕋 | B.L & S.M

14 | S.M

PROMPT: You and Stu are the "Bonnie and Clyde" of Woodsboro.

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Bonnie and Clyde.

The names alone echo rebellion—a duo of infamous lovers bound by adrenaline, recklessness, and an unwavering bond.

During the Great Depression, Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow blazed across America in a spree of bank heists, gunfire, and romance, capturing the world's attention.

They weren't just criminals—they were legends, bound by loyalty, daring to live and die side by side, no matter the stakes.

Now, in the sleepy town of Woodsboro, Stu Macher and [Y/N] [L/N] have taken up that mantle.

They're a modern-day Bonnie and Clyde, though their crimes run differently, hidden beneath sly smirks, whispered promises, and stolen glances.

Their love is reckless, dangerous—one wrong move from unraveling entirely. But isn't that what makes it thrilling?

———

It's midnight in Stu's car, parked just out of sight from a row of suburban houses.

The streetlights cast long shadows, and there's that charged silence where nothing moves, but everything seems on the edge of happening.

Stu's hand rests lazily on the steering wheel, but [Y/N] is the one driving the thrill tonight.

She's the one who talked him into going further, taking bigger risks.

[Y/N] smirks, leaning over him, eyes sparkling with that reckless gleam he's come to crave. "Ever thought about sneaking inside the evidence room of the police department?"

Stu laughs, caught off guard. "You're insane, babe." But he's already itching to say yes.

"Maybe," she shrugs, her fingers playing with the collar of his jacket. "Or maybe you're just too much of a pussy to try."

"I mean- as they say 'You are what you eat'— But... are you seriously daring me right now?" Stu's voice is a low, incredulous laugh, his eyes flicking between [Y/N] and the quiet, ominous glow of the police station across the street.

"Oh, absolutely," she purrs, her voice dripping with mischief as she leans over the car's console, lips inches from his. "Come on, Stuey boy, don't tell me you're scared of a little fun."

Stu's jaw clenches, his eyes narrowing as he watches her smirk.

She knows exactly what she's doing. He's the reckless one, the thrill-seeker, the chaos junkie—but she's challenging him, and the thing is, she's better at it.

"Alright, sweetheart," he murmurs, smirk creeping across his face as he pushes his door open. "Lead the way."

———

Breaking into Woodsboro PD?

Easy.

[Y/N] strides through the dark hallways like she owns them, every step brimming with confidence, as if this whole place was built just for her to trespass in.