#youngdvmb

lilou cannot meet his gaze without feeling heat surge through her body. his eyes on her--make her feel naked. make her feel like she was writhing underneath him again, fingernails digging into his back-- as she made throaty--new sounds. her inability-- to get over what happened the night before has her avoiding his gaze through breakfast-- and when violet steps out to run errands, she grabs a book on folklore-- written in latin and goes to settle down outside. away from the temptation of his door. she stretches out by the pool, clad in a sweater and thick wool sweat pants. her hair is in a bun on top of her head-- her lips wrapped against the end of a pencil, as her brow furrows in concentration. she almost misses the slide of the door but when she hears a particular gait she looks up, her eyes meeting fox’s for the first time. the blush that spreads across her cheeks is immediate. how do you say hello to the boy you lost your virginity to the night before. 

plot: you are my boyfriend’s best friend and i hate you but we are both drunk and horny and i know you’ve seen all of my nudes and i don’t really care about cheating ?? and i know you’ve been staring at my ass all night? so fuck me?? and it turns into them hooking up and hate fucking constantly ??

Feeling the hand on her shoulder caused Eva to look up, glancing over to her friend. She didn’t like feeling this vulnerable, she was always on top of everything. But right now, the thought of asking her friend to be her first with another girl? Eva was shaking in her boots. 

Eva did not let her lips leave his ear as she stood there, feeling his hand not moving away from her thigh. That only reassured her that, once again, she had been right. She had read his gazes for exactly what they were, and that made her feel proud. Hearing Parker call her ‘blondie’ made her smirk, and she chuckled low in her throat before pulling away from his ear.