FREYYY
Mal and I were supposed to be working on... something. Honestly, I already forgot what. His laptop was open, but he was sitting on the floor with his back against the bed, sleeves pushed up, hair doing that messy-perfect thing it did when he'd been running his hands through it.
I dropped down beside him and nudged his knee with mine. "Hey."
He looked over, eyes soft in that way he pretends isn't a thing. "Hey."
And because it felt like the most natural thing in the world, I leaned in to kiss him—light, quick, easy.
Except he pulled back.
My brain short-circuited. "Whoa— why'd you pull back?"
He raised a brow like it should've been obvious. "Because we should probably lock the door this time."
I shoved his shoulder. "Asshole."
He laughed, low and warm, and got up to lock the door without arguing. When he came back, he sat right in front of me, knees brushing mine, like nothing had happened.
He tilted his head. "Now... where were we?"
I blinked at him, all innocent. "I don't know... where were we?"
His mouth twitched. "You little rascal."
Before I could dodge, he hooked an arm around my waist and pulled me straight into his lap like he'd been waiting for an excuse. My hands landed on his shoulders automatically, and he grinned up at me, smug and fond all at once.
"Better," he said, like this was exactly how things were supposed to be.
And honestly? It kind of was.
A.N.
they are RLLY coupley i wonder what they'll be when they're actually a couple 🤭anyways ok i should probs make it an actual story lol bc it's literally js them in his room 😳love u
-Jazzy <333
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