fifteen ; illegal drinks & labels

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josh and mia walk out of the venue hand in hand. well, his hand in her black glove covered one, but still.

"fuck, it's freezing," exhales josh. he can see his breath in the chilly december weather, the condensation leaving his lips with every word.

mia wraps her unoccupied hand around his bicep and moves closer to him. she tilts her head up with a knowing look on her face. "race you to the bus?"

he grins, "you're on," and then drops her hand and books it for the tour bus that's parked around the corner. his cheeks are pink and his body shivering from the cold, so he's definitely not objecting about getting to the bus sooner.

the black haired girl suddenly trips on the snow-covered curbside and falls on her butt. "josh, wait," she calls out while grabbing her ankle.

"what?" he asks as his running comes to a stop. he turns around and his expression changes to one of concern and he jogs back over to her. "fuck, are you okay?"

she sighs out with discomfort. "yeah, I just twisted my ankle," she says and frowns a bit. glancing up at josh, mia tucks her bottom lip between her teeth.

"d'you think you can walk on it?" he asks while crouching down to help her up, one of his arms wrapping around her waist.

mia drapes an arm around his shoulder and stumbles as she tries taking a step. "i.." she pauses for a second and then her lips spread into a grin as she pushes him away and starts running again towards the bus. because of the head start she beats him there.

"that was mean," laughs a cold josh after coming to a stop, now in front of the tour bus. "i thought you were really hurt."

she shrugs, "oh i did fuck up my ankle,
i just also really wanted to beat you."

slowly he shakes his head with disbelief. even if he wanted to, he couldn't be mad at her. especially not when he's so happy that she came out to see him. "my feelings are just a little hurt," he drawls out nonchalantly as his back leans against the side of the bus.

mia gives him a mock-pout. "aw, wittle joshie's feewlings are huwrt?" she teases and cups his cheek. she's looking at him like he's a little child that's upset.

he grins with amusement and blushes a bit. "shut up, would you?" he laughs as his arms wrap around her sides and pull her in close. it's the first time that they're on their own with no one around after the show. josh's brown eyes flicker back and forth as he just stares at mia admiringly, looking at her rosy cheeks and content smile dancing on her plump lips. even though it's freezing outside he isn't in any rush to move from their position.

"i don't remember getting that hello kiss," he says while giving her a cheeky grin.

mia rolls her eyes at him. "you're such a dork," she tells him before stepping up on the tiptoes of her worn in boots and tilting her head, and then her lips are against josh's. it's a feeling that she's missed for the past month, the feeling of his soft lips molding with hers.

when josh finally pulls back from her lips, he's out of breath. his eyes remained closed for a moment as his breathing slows down and then josh glances at her, and he wonders how anyone can be so perfect.

mia, however, is feeling conflicted. she's not used to wanting someone so badly and being in this murky more-than-friends-but-less-than-official spot. "i like you," she says quietly through an exhale.

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