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|| I promise to be more active here and on sawyer this week! trying to get some shit together irl and get my muse back. be patient with me 🫶🏻 i’m not ignoring anyone and i’ll answer to whatever i owe soon.
he stepped a little closer, easily closing the space between them. his taller frame naturally towered over her smaller one as he slipped two fingers beneath her chin, gently tipping it up until she was looking at him. “i mean…” a pause as he pressed his lips together, “who am +
i to say no to a girl? especially a pretty one like you.”
his eyes stayed on hers for a moment before they flickered down to her lips. the height difference made him lean down farther than he’d expected, but he didn’t really mind this time. if anything, it only made the +
“how ‘bout a challenge? you tell me one date your little puppy boys have never managed to take you on… and i’ll make it happen. —- i mean, judging by your standards, that shouldn’t be too difficult, anyway.”
theo definitely didn’t have the patience or even the desire to read a damn 1,500-page book from cover to cover. but he had read the summary, and, god forbid, he wasn’t completely uncultured. everyone had heard a thing or two about les mis here and there.
“damn, look at you! +
already quizzing me?” a quiet chuckle escaped him as one brow arched. “—- you 𝒶lways this hard on guys, miss bookworm?”
with a small smirk, he set the book down on her lap before leaning in just enough to meet her gaze. “it’s about a lot more than just one battle. jean +
what’s the point, then? remember, the first rule of the deal was making sure every guy here knows she belongs to him for the week. — otherwise, the whole thing defeats the purpose, 𝙝𝙢?
theo was, of course, only pretending to read. one of his many attempts to impress this girl. the second she plopped down beside him, the corner of his mouth tugged into a smug grin as he spared her a lazy side glance. “see?” he drawled, tapping the cover of les misérables with +
a trace of offense on his face, only that familiar smirk that always seemed to appear whenever she tried pretending she wasn’t enjoying herself.
“i’ll do you a favor and play along.” he shook his head to himself before looking over at her again, — “since you went through all +
that trouble to save me…” his fingers tapped idly against the wheel, “…least you can do is let me buy you lunch.” a brief pause. “ and a couple drinks after.” he looked back to the road, sounding like the answer had already been decided. “unless that attitude of yours has +