"But it's barely even snowing outside..."
Liam glances out of the window, to see, in fact, that only light, feathery, white crystals of snow are flickering down from the shady sky, landing on the dark concrete and melting into it immediately. His face falters.
He looks back at me awkwardly, and we stare at each other for a moment before he walks the few steps across the room to the window, reaches up and snaps the velvety curtains to the window shut. "Let's just pretend you didn't see that, yeah?" He asks me, trying to keep a straight face.
I only nod, a coy smile curling onto my lips, "Yeah,"
[ Credit to @radicalpayne for the cover ]
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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