( STRAY KIDS! )
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE.
❝ first base ❞
HER SCOOTER ZIPS quickly down fleet street past a handful of red-brick townhouses that look like the new york in a merchant ivory production. sometimes he forgets to appreciate the scenery at eye-level since he's always up on the roofs, chasing a merciless horizon. his instinct is to grip her like steel, but then eli has to take one hand off the handles to squeeze his fingers to let her breathe and so he makes an effort not to.
she takes a hard juncture at the corner of 70th, earning some angry honks from a couple of cars, and he shouts "be careful!" in her ear, squeezing her waist, one hand going up instinctively and brushing up against her left boob and it's like no, you've just been to a cemetery, jesus.
it's awkward for a few blocks until they stop in front of the IHOP. maybe she didn't notice, he reasons. it happened really fast, and how sensitive can she be under that thick jacket?
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FanficPETER PARKER. ❛ chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling ❜ short chapters | book one completed
