𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐄 hers as he takes the cup back, interjecting himself between her syllables. the smirk that coats his face is a signature as he takes a sip next to the faint mark left by her lips. the liquor more prominent than the grinded coffee beans . “ it’s a TOAST to all time zones . good morning to HALF of the world and good fuckin’ night to the rest . ” he offers her a shrug of his shoulders , “ got kicked out of yale and turned over a NEW leaf, what can i say, jo ? i’m all about FOLLOWING the rules , now . ” the way that mischief scintillates from his orbs says that he’s done anything but, and it’s proven when he dips his head slightly, orbs meeting hers and his fingers move to the hem of her shirt, giving it a little tug as his smirk grows into a teasing grin that makes him look more boyish , “ POP QUIZ – if you gotta wear it how i do , you think i’d WEAR this shirt, jo ? ”
“kieran halliday, following the rules. now that’s something a girl never wants to hear.” he was known for chaos. causing it, chasing it, leaving it in behind in his wake; when the boy was around, it was never far off. she arches a brow as he speaks and a small laugh falls from her lips in response. she hums softly and nods her agreement; he was notorious for it, always a jacket but never a shirt, his broad chest on display for any and all to enjoy. “no one supports the tits out movement more than you.” sweeping her hand along her neck, she pulls her hair free from underneath the jacket collar and glances down at her shirt. her fingers play with the hem, lifting it up a few inches before letting it fall back into place before turning her hazel eyes on him once again. she meets that dangerous smirk with one of her own, her hazel eyes bright beneath the afternoon sun. “you sure you want me stealing your signature look? i might just pull it off better than you. and then what will you do?”
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