this was supposed to be a shawn teaser but it ended up being way longer than i planned? and also an entirely different plot. im not gonna finish it L so take it as it is
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"You haven't WHAT-?" Lucille squawked, pushing playfully at Shawn's shoulder.
"Stopppp... stop it-" He draws out the last syllable, embarrassment filling his chest. Shawn should have known better than to tell Lucille what had been on his mind. While the blonde is usually a terrific listener, nothing you say to her is kept in confidentiality. She's the group's gossip for a reason. Shawn rolls his eyes and holds a singular finger up to his lips in an attempt to subtly quiet the girl.
"What??" Charisma spoke up from the kitchen. She poked her head out, grin apparent on her face. Lucille smiled at her, excitement bubbling up as she tried to stay quiet. Charisma gives her a look, trying to urge the words out of her. "C'monnnnn, you know you want to tell me Lucy." She coaxed. Lucille snapped her head to Shawn as if to ask permission. He simply gave her a pointed look and shook his head.
"Absolutely not, luce." He stresses, then turning his attention to the redhead beside her.
"Oh come on now, Shawn. You know she'll end up telling me later anyways." Charisma laughs quietly, now leaning against the corner of the archway that separates the kitchen from the living room they two were sitting in. Shawn seemingly considers this outcome and possibly caving, but eventually shakes his head a second time. She can tell everyone BUT you, he thought to himself, avoiding eye contact.
"No, no, no, no. Too embarrassing." He chokes out, thoughts flashing to how the red-head will react when she finds out plaguing his mind. The last thing he wants is for the girl he's interested in finding out that he has never properly kissed anyone before. As a college student, he deems it safe to say "it's pretty lame" at his age to have never experienced something of the like. The rest of his friend group are either dating, or talk about their experiences. It comes as a surprise to him that they've never seemed to catch on to his lack of activity in the conversations when the topic is, "dating" or "kissing."
"Please, please, please-" Lucille started, clasping her hands together dramatically in front of him as if it would sway his opinion. (It wouldn't.) His eyes rolled to the back of his head, yet again, at the theatrics.
"No, and I trust you not to let it slip." He snips- albeit lightheartedly. As he goes to stand, Lucille and Charisma glance at each other, before the blonde lets out a heavy sigh.
"A terribly mistake, really." She smirks, her tone laced with mirth. The boy shoots an immediate glare her way. "Jesus- FINE, fine. Okay. I won't." Lucille shakes her head and stand up as well, going to stretch. A small smile creeps it's way onto her face as she thinks about it again- and she cant help but start giggling.
"Zip it, giggles." He chastises her, making a point to lock eyes with her before turning to Charisma. "You too. Lucille is leaving, I'm going to sleep, and you're going to forget this conversation happened!" He instructs in a sing-song voice, feigning enthusiasm. Charisma simply makes a face and walks Lucille to the door. Shawn watches the two closely, nerves starting to get to him.
After she leaves, Charisma turned to face him, "You know she's gonna end up telling SOMEONE, right?" She gives him a sympathetic look. She would never push him past his limits, so she knows not to pry if it really is bothering him.
"She kept asking me, man! It just came out- I didn't want to tell her!!" He rushes. She chuckled dryly, patting him on the shoulder.
