I'm leaning against Noah as we wait outside Lois's house, my head on his shoulder and our arms touching. He sighs in exasperation and turns his attention from the door to me. I start studiously at his shoes, pretending not to notice his eyes on me, and he continues sighing until I finally raise my eyes to his.
"Yes?"
"Hi," is all he says.
"Um, hi?"
He grins and ducks his head to lay his face in my neck, right where the majority of my hair is moved to one side, and breathes me in. Nestling just a fraction closer, he curls his arms around my waist and drops a kiss on my forehead.
"Would you be mad if I kissed you?" he asks, pulling back so his eyes find mine.
"No," I breathe, and then we're kissing.
a/n: i have a checklist thing for this and thERE'S SO MUCH LEFT TO DO oh my loooord
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Short Storyin which a victim of rape recovers, with the help of a snarky pair of siblings//spinoff of Warmth//#335 in short story (well, it USED to be; i'm not bitter, don't worry) (jk, super bitter) TRIGGER WARNING FOR RAPE, please don't read this if it's gon...
