#flueramor

“    what    are    you    doing    here    ?!    ”    hushed    yelling    in    the    dead    of    night,    eyes    wide    as    they    take    in    the    shadowed    form    standing    on    his    front    steps.    “    you    know    it’s    dangerous    to    go    out    this    late,    get    in    here    !    ”    touch    is    the    antithesis    of    harsh    tone,    hands    gentle    even    as    they    grasp    upper    arm    and    tug    her    into    the    safety    of    his    house.