As The Storm Passes

Moe Jefferson's mother was best friends with Dawson Leery's mother, childhood friends in fact.

It was no surprise to the mothers when the two started spending a lot of time with each other, especially because they had been forced together from a young age.

The friendship was strong, almost as strong as Moe's hatred for another one of Dawson's best friends, Pacey Witter.

He was...annoying, to say the least.

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"You're insufferable."

I put a hand to my heart, "Dear god, you really do want to kiss me." Pacey's glare deepens and I put my hand to his cheek, "I don't blame you."

Pacey's hands grip my waist tighter as he moves me off of him, "You're still insufferable."

"I'm also very drunk."

"That too," Pacey sighs as I lay my head in his lap. His hand rests on my head, playing with the strands of my hair, "Do you need me to drive you home?"

I start to nod, "Mhm."

"Alright Moe-Moe, let's get you home."

I grip onto his leg, digging my nails in a little, "But I'm comfy here...I'm safe here with you." As if to prove my point, I snuggle in closer to his lap; still clinging to him.

He sighs and I can feel his eyes on me before he starts to move, gently pulling my arms up and holding me bridal style. I cling to him again, resting my head in the crook of his neck, "You just keep making my life harder, huh Moe-Moe?"

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Also, the only characters that belong to me are Moe, her parents, and her siblings! Everyone else belongs to the creators of Dawson's Creek.