written by ansel.
Joined March 2026
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the date was his idea. in reality, his parents pissed him off and he needed to get away temporarily. and the best thing he could come up with was taking stevie out of state and calling it a date. she seemed pretty excited for it, which amounted to something.
she wasn’t used to having to drive out of state to be taken on a date, but with @halftimeshero not wanting their relationship to be known, she supposes this will be their new normal.
she sits in the passenger seat, eyes glancing out ⤸
jason stares directly ahead at the road as he follows the paved path to a beach town in michigan. there was barely any conversation between them in the handful of hours they'd been driving.
she was the first to speak, causing his eyes to glance over in her direction.
jason gives her a roll of his eyes as soon as they're out of the public view. his hands come up to caress her cheeks, thumbs swiping over the skin. "what? can't a guy just want to see his girl?"
tugging @batcheers behind the bleachers, stoic expression on face.
“for fuck's sake, stephanie. i'm not mad at you.” he spits out at her, only getting more agitated. it's always something with stevie harrington, from constant complaints to non-stop partying to thinking everyone's upset with her.
things that are actually good for you? surround yourself with people who are actually good for you? instead of all the whores you decide to befriend while partying.” another roll of his eyes as he tugs her along up the steps of her house and to her front door.
a sigh is heard from his lips, starting to walk again and drag her along with him. the quicker they got back to her house — where her parents were absent from and out of the sight of the public eye, things would be better.
his eyes narrow as he continues to stare ahead, his feet stopping in their tracks thus stopping her too.
he shakes his head slowly, neck craning down to look at her — the girl who’s supposed to be his girlfriend.
“no, stephanie. it’s not happening.”
his gaze finally drops down to meet hers, with a scoff from his own lips.
“you want me to come? don’t you think that’s a bad idea? we shouldn’t even be seen together now, let alone in a more enclosed space.”
he gives a roll of eyes, glancing her over before looking back ahead.
a hum from his lips as he half-listens to her, his own hands shoved into the pockets of his varsity jacket. he leads her along with him as they walk, eyes staring straight ahead at the path in front of them.
“okay. and what am i supposed to do with this information?”
hands slip around @halftimeshero’s bicep, acrylic nails linking together as she glances up at him. “ i’m throwing a party tonight . . . ” her voice is softer than usual; full of fondness for her boyfriend.
