playinwitme - zion kuwono

four.

"Ty you really don't need to take that much stuff it's only for a week."

As Tyra packed a small suitcase, she found herself pulling out another big bag to add more outfits.

"B, being stuck in a tour bus for a week doesn't require that many outfits, but getting out and seeing you guys perform does."

The PM boys had booked their first tour and Ty was over her head about it. After Zion's, let's say, episode last party, Ty has been thinking about him and what happened. Part of her was excited to be stuck on a tour bus with him for a week, while the other part cursed at herself for even having that exciting thought. As the bus started to pull up, the boys and Ty started to load up the bus.

"DIBS ON THIS BUNK"

Austin said, throwing his stuff into the bunk. There were three bunks on the left side and three more on the right side of the bus, facing each other. On the left side, Austin took the top bunk while Nick took the middle bunk,

"Fuck yall the bottom bunk is the worse",

Edwin complained. On the right side, Zion took the top one (since he's a giant).

"NOPE. DIBS. YOU KNOW I GET BACK PAINS SO WHEN I STEP OUT I NEED TO STRETCH."

Tyra highly insisted with Brandon to keep the middle bunk,

"You're so damn annoying Tyra. You owe me."

Tyra smiled ear to ear, placing her belonging in the bunk.

"Trying to stay closer to me eh?"

Zion smirked looking down at Tyra. She rolled her eyes,

"It's because of my back ok don't flatter yourself. If anything I wanna stay away from your annoying ass",

he laughed,

"Ok Ty keeping telling yourself that".

She couldn't help but to grin a bit at this overall interaction, don't fucking fall for him Tyra wipe that grin off your face. She couldn't help but exhale at her own thoughts filling up her head. She made her way to the back of the bus where there was most space, with some couches, bean bags, and TV.

"Overpacked much?"

Zion scoffed as Tyra struggled to raise her bag onto the overhead space there was close to the TV.

"I didn't have space back there so its gonna stay here",

she said struggling while continuously trying to reach the compartment. She felt a sudden pressure against the back of her body, stunning her, Zion took the bag off her hand and easily placed it in the space. Tyra was frozen in place, the feeling of Zion's body against her making her heat up. Fuck. Why does this shit keep happening. MOVE TYRA MOVE. Zion began raising his hand, bringing part of Tyra's hair back, exposing the right side of her neck. His finger began tracing down her neck softly, down to her naked shoulder, continuing down her arm. Zion moved forward approaching her ear, his hot breath against her skin leaving her with goosebumps,

"I miss your touch",

Tyra's eyes slowly closed, he proceeded to grab her hand and turn her around to face him,

"Don't you want to remember that night? Over again?"

He started to slowly lean in. Tyra's hands reached his chest,

"Zion."

she spoke looking him in the eye with a serious tone, "

YO! Guys, we have a living room space back here"