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[text] YOU SAID THE BITES WEREN’T EVEN THAT VISIBLE?!?! MY BOSS HAS JUST GIVEN ME A SCARF TO COVER UP MY NECK FOR BEING “INAPPROPRIATE”
Send my muse one of the following texts to see how they react:
[text] Only "inappropriate"?[text] Damn, I was going for bad enough to get you sent home early.
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Jackson looked down at his feet, his hands gripping tightly to Scott's shirt. "I told you I wasn't," he murmured as he took a step back.
Scott sighed, looking down at Jackson's hands and the way that he was gripping his shirt. "It was... You're actually really good at that." He complimented awkwardly.
A growl of annoyance slipped from Jackson's lips and he turned and walked back to Scott before he could change his mind. He pushed the other boy until his back hit the wall and pressed a heated kiss to his lips.
Scott was stunned at first, slowly and reluctantly starting to return the kiss. When it broke, he stared at Jackson in shock. "Um... So... Uh... You were serious..."
"Fuck this. I don't know why I even thought telling you was a good idea," Jackson muttered as he turned to walk away, the hurt obvious in his voice.
Scott chewed on his bottom lip as Jackson turned away from him. He couldn't believe he was going to let himself buy into this. When If it ended up being some twisted joke, he was going to beat the crap out of Jackson. "You said you didn't want to pussy out, so don't." He demanded, his jaw tense as he acted against what he thought was his better judgment. "Prove it."
"It's not a fucking joke Scott. Do I look like I'm fucking with you right now?"
Scott's face grew more serious as Jackson refused to let it go. "It's... this isn't funny..." He mumbled as his resolve crumbled. Was he being serious?
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Jackson glared at Scott, his jaw clenching in anger. "I'm being serious McCall. Stop being a dick."
"Don't get mad because your joke backfired. You're only just now started to be able to stand me. You've hated me our entire lives." He replied, standing his ground.
Jackson swallowed the lump in his throat before he spoke. "It's you."
Scott rolled his eyes at Jackson and huffed out a sigh. "I'm trying to help you, dude. If you didn't want to tell me fine, but you don't have to be a jackass to get around saying anything."
Look do you want to know who it is or not?
You're even going to ask me that after the past few weeks? Of course I want to know, dude. We're going to get him for you.
