Please just call me Fred

here come dat thm

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6

(getting Dylan’s attention)

You arrive at Dylan house a couple hours later and you knock on the door. You look up with a small smile when you hear, “No, wait- I got it! Dad, no-” The door opens and you see a man standing there with a smile, “Hello.” “Hi, Mr. Klebold. I’m y/n.” “It’s nice to finally meet you. We’ve heard a lot about you.” You grin a little, “Really?” Dylan appears next to him, flustered, “Okay, dad, thanks,” he says hurriedly. Mr. Klebold looks at him and smirks as he walks back inside. Dylan leans against the doorway and smiles at you, “Hey.” “Hey,” you murmur, stepping forward to hug him. He wraps his arms around you happily and then invites you inside.

“Do you want anything to drink?” he asks, “I was thinking about making some screwdrivers… i-if you wanted.” You smile, “That sounds good.” You follow Dylan to the kitchen and he pours the orange juice, telling you he’ll be right back. He brings the glasses upstairs to add the vodka that’s stashed in his room before bringing them back down. “Thanks,” you murmur as he hands one to you, following him outside. “W-We don’t have to go swimming… if you don’t want to,” Dylan says quickly. He doesn’t want you to think that he only invited you over to see you in a swimsuit. Not that that hadn’t crossed his mind, but still. “I’d like to, if you still do,” you smile. He nods, putting his glass on the table and he pulls off his shirt. You do the same and he fights to keep his eyes off of you, sneaking a glance as you turn to toss your shirt on the chair. You slide out of your shorts and run over, giggling as you jump in. Dylan laughs and cannonballs in after you.

The two of you play around in the pool for a while, chasing each other, splashing, and laughing. Dylan notices you shiver a little now that the sun has almost set. He glances over and suggests, “You want to go in the hot tub?” You nod, getting out of the water with him. You slip in the bubbling water with a soft sigh as Dylan brings your drinks over, putting them on the ledge as he sits across from you. “This is nice,” you murmur, closing your eyes for a moment. “Yeah,” he nods, taking a sip of his drink. You open your eyes and drift over to sit next to Dylan, picking up your drink and taking a sip. He licks his lips as you put it down and he watches you shyly when you glance at him.

“So,” you smile, resting your arm outside the hot tub, “What have you been telling your parents about me?” He laughs quietly and blushes, looking down, “I don’t know, my dad was just being weird… good things, I guess. About how you’re new, and you’re in some of my classes, and you’re really funny and smart… and nice…” You smile at him, “You are too, Dyl,” you murmur. He rests his arm outside the hot tub as well, accidentally brushing it against yours. “Sorry,” he says. “Don’t be,” you smile, your eyes drifting over his arm. “Wow, look at your hands!” you giggle, lifting one of them up and pressing your palm against his. He laughs at how much bigger his hand is than yours. You move your hands back under the water and brush them together after a moment, gently lacing your fingers with Dylan’s. His heart soars as he thinks, Is this really happening?

You’re smiling faintly as you turn to Dylan, “Hey, Dyl?” you ask softly. He looks down at you and you glance at his lips, “If you could wish for anything, what would it be?” Dylan feels you lightly trace your fingers over his palm and he swallows. ‘Y/n, I-” he starts, pausing when he sees you lick your lips. His mind goes blank as he leans down and captures your lips in a soft kiss. You move your hand out of the water and rest it on his upper chest, kissing back. He pulls back only about an inch and whispers, “That.” You grin and lean in again, kissing him deeper. You can taste the citrus and vodka on his breath with just a hint of tobacco. Dylan slowly moves his arm around your shoulders and you let go of his hand to rest yours on the back of his neck. You feel Dylan’s other hand move to your back as you shift closer to him. He pulls back after a moment and starts kissing at your neck, eliciting a soft moan from you. Dylan starts to harden as he gently rubs your back, wanting to hear more of your noises.