@lovesmost / jessica davis requested a night under the stars 𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 . @lovesmost
it’s not like him to wander away from a party not solo , not without a girl ( and once or twice two ) under his arm or trailing after him , anyways. not like him to slink along the fringes , there because it’s better than being home but uninterested in anything and everything going on around him. uninterested in anything and everything but putting distance between himself and the thumping bass because there’s not enough goddamn beer or weed to take the edge off the pounding in his head. he can thank neil for that , for ringing his bell in a way it’s not been rung since he was fifteen and a fight at school ended with billy in the er and a nurse stitching the back of his head shut after he cracked it open on a cafeteria table.
fingertips massage the spot now , a half-moon hidden in the mop of dirty blonde curls , as he eases himself down at the end of someone’s private dock. eases himself back flat to the wood , breath misting overhead. stares up at the night sky without blinking for what feels like hours , silver ringed middle finger tapping against the aluminum of his beer car , til wary footsteps creep down the dock til a face hovers overhead , jessica davis’s brows knit together in what he’d call concern. “ you’re blocking the view , davis. ” in more ways than one , he notes head tipping back , with how she’s opted for jeans instead of a skirt. “ you stalking me now? ”
