Re: log: flash/gwen at the orchard
"Tux didn't last long, was tearing the thing off the second I got in there." He said and then realized how that sounded. "I mean- not like stripping or anything. Took my jacket off and that fucking bowtie." He chuckled as she leaned in, kissed her again and then pressed his lips on her cheek as she told him about rats. "Yeah, I remember her giving me a lecture about how she was fine with gore because she had to kill rats all the time. Super hardcore Froyo." His tone was like he was giving a friend a hard time. "You ever find a real cool dude rat destined for murder? You pass him on to me. I'll give him a home. MJ will hate it but I don't give a fuck."
"Gonna be as hot as the inside of a pizza roll right out of the oven." He guessed that was around the same temperature she gave him. "Nah, it's not cold. It's cool. Like, imagine it's a hot fucking day and then you step inside an arcade with the AC blasting. And it's cool as fuck and you feel good. That's why cool is cool." He grinned. "I actually don't know. I'm bullshitting. But, it sounded good, right?"
He grunted against her lips in a half-way agreement that he'd think about looking up one of his old bronies. That whole convo kind of took the backseat, though and he leaned in as close to her as he could. "Let's pretend like one day we'll go, huh? I'll show you the old neighborhoods." Flash whispered between a kiss and held the hand that was gripping onto his shirt. He knew he couldn't make the real promise, but he could pretend like they would. It'd feel good. Just thinking about it now made him smile.
But, alright. MJ. Flash listened to her talk with the earnest, blue-eyed look he gave her when he was trying to learn geometry. He nodded, he closed his eyes and then he stood up to pace around. Flash took off his jacket cause kissing her made him feel warm and tossed it on the ground. "Okay." He said and it was an empty okay that sucked, but he couldn't give more than that while he was trying to work it all out in his head. "When you say that, it makes me think I don't treat you good. Or I don't- I don't do enough."