𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓻𝔂𝓫𝓸𝓶𝓫

       it was a nice thought of course. something she had so desperately wanted. but as most things in cheryl’s life, it all went wrong. she couldn’t have one nice night, with someone being kind to her. she sighed when she heard him speak and looked in the direction of his voice. “twinkling lights in the ceiling of the gym aren’t exactly stars.” her words lack their usual bite to them as she folds her arms under her chest. she shivers just slightly. “what are you doing here jughead? don’t you have some one else to tend to?” please don’t leave me alone. 

       she wasn’t a fan of the snow as it was honestly. and the fact that it had not stopped snowing in days was absolutely ridiculous. it was two days before a full moon and cheryl, as she usually did, had a billion questions for the wolf. the conversation took a more serious turn and left the pair silently walking up the winding road to thistlehouse. that was until she was pelted with a snowball. she felt the cold slip down her collar and shrieked so loud she could have broken glass. “you! evil! shit!” she snarled at him. the fact she was snarling at a werewolf was not lost on her. “I outta skin you.” she tried shaking the snow out. and while he was distracted in a fit of laughter, at her expense, she gathered a rather large ball of snow and pitched it back at him, hitting him in the side of the face. a proud smirk on the red head’s cherry lips as she turned to run from him. she was allowed to have a little fun too, right?

      she shouldn’t be kissing him, she knows she shouldn’t be kissing him. but she can’t stop. she doesn’t want to stop, and if his grip on her is any indication, he doesn’t want to stop either. her hands grasp at his shirt, pulling herself up on to her toes to get a better angle, biting at his lip gently. she does break the kiss after that, taking a quick look around to insure they weren’t caught. it’s a risky thing making out outside the bar, but it makes it all the more thrilling. 

          while not a surprise at all, it’s nice to hear you finally admit it. 

send me ‘ ⚜ ‘ and I’ll put my iTunes or Spotify on shuffle and use the first 15 songs to create a playlist for our muses.

First meeting:  Thunder - boys like girls Getting to know each other: Jesus of Suburbia - Green Day ( O.o )Escorting them back home: Story of My Life - One DirectionLonging: Over My Head - The Fray Going to a party together: Strip that Down for Me - Liam PayneDefending them in a fight: Believer - Imagine DragonsConfessing their feelings:  Devil Side - FoxesSharing a romantic/friendshippy moment: I Choose You - Sara BareillesA tragic turning point: Figures - Jessie ReyesHeated argument: Like we Never Loved at All - Faith HillGoodbyes: Overdose - Alessia CaraChange of minds: Let Her Go - PassengerThe final battle: Push - Matchbox TwentyReunion: Dive - Ed SheeranHappy ending: Finding You - Kesha

             as if that wasn’t blatantly obvious. but i do love to hear it. 

     she looked around, no one was paying any attention to the pair. “i’m not doing anything bad.” she protested as her nails scratched lightly against the bare skin of his abdomen. she had her hand up his shirt and was leaving small trails of kisses along his jaw and neck. “loosen up barry, have a little fun.” the girl purred. 

   even in her heels she had to drag him down to her. her hands grasping at the collar of his leather jacket, and tugging him down to her height. a hand slid behind his neck to keep him there while she pressed a hard kiss to his lips. it had been far too long since they got any time together. still keeping up public appearances meant they couldn’t exactly do this in the middle of the hallway. instead she pulled him in to an empty classroom to have her way with him for a quick moment. she broke the kiss and with a smile looked up at him. “i don’t have a ride home after practice. care to help a girl out?” her eyes sparked mischievously, hoping he would get the hint. 

   she liked kissing him. a lot actually. it was a back and forth tug for control. she was currently sat in his lap, which one would think gave her the advantage, but he was very good at distracting her. fingers brushing under her skirt, light bites to her lips. anything to make her lose focus. she would do the same, shift just right in his lap, tug on his lip or his hair. it was their own little game, and she could spend hours playing it. like she planned to do now. 

        the girl is all smiles and soft giggles. it is absolutely no secret that cheryl absolutely adores marks, and being marked by whomever she happens to be with. and soda is no exception. she hums and tilts her head more to the side. he had snuck up behind her and was showering her with such affection it was making her head spin. “you’re going to get me all bothered, and we’re in public.” she whispered softly, though her tone was far from telling him off. her hand reached up and weaved through his hair, scratching gently as she turned to face him. “to what do i owe the sudden affection, hmm?”

          “but you might be leaving bellamy.” cheryl sighs. so done, defeated. “you can’t say you aren’t going to leave me when it’s not your choice whether you do or not.” he got another order. some bullshit report for duty crap. he assured her it was just procedural, and that he wouldn’t be shipped out. and she so badly wanted to believe that. “i need you to come home to me bell, things aren’t right without you here.”