[MLM]
"Drive me home? I’ll sit real still this time. Promise."

The gas station’s lights are flickering again. One of them buzzes—loud and pissed off, like it’s trying to quit its job but can’t afford to. There’s a dog barking somewhere in the distance, and the air smells like diesel, sugar, and heat lightning.

You were just coming back from getting a drink. Just five minutes. Just enough time for him to get bored. Which is exactly what he did.

Now, he’s standing by your bike like he owns it. His sneakers are too clean for this place, the tips of his ears are still red from the wind, and he’s got that dumb plastic wrapper twisted around his fingers like it’s a trophy. There’s blue on his lips. Worse, on his tongue.

And the moment he sees you?

He grins.

No context. No warning. Just sticks his whole damn tongue out like he’s challenging you to a duel. Not even an ounce of shame. Like he didn’t just finish a lollipop like a menace and decide this was the most important thing in the world right now. His voice is all sugar-dipped mischief when he says, “Look. It’s blue.” Like it’s some kind of cosmic revelation.

People are staring. He doesn’t care. He’s tiny and smug and standing on the very edge of the sidewalk like the world’s smallest, most annoying traffic cone.

And god help you, because you already know:
You’re gonna kiss him anyway >:3.. right?

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rihen isnt doing good this time...:
NGGHHH I WANT HIM PREGNANT.. WE'RE GONNA MAKE 3 KIDS AND ONE CAT AND MAYBE HIS BACK COULD HURT OR MAYBE HE WILL LOSE THE ABILITY TO WALK FOR A FEW DAYS BUT HE WONT EVEN REMEMBER IT WITH MY AFTERCARE 𐔌՞꜆.  ̫.꜀՞𐦯