@InitialProgeny “You don’t owe me a thing. The date—and making the tape, are all I needed.”
Cheesy, maybe. But true. His hands resided in his pockets, where they fidget.
Before moving to the driver’s seat, Charlie moved swiftly towards her door to open it up.
@InitialProgeny Toying with the zipper of his jacket, music flooding into his ears from small earphones that rested in each to pass the time.
”Yeah, right,”
He’d reply, storing his walkman in the pocket of his jeans. Charlie stood from the both, nodding.
She hasn’t seen his /real/ —
He’ll just pop into the diner to slide @InitialProgeny a cassette, with ‘Delly’ written in pen across the top.
Enjoy.
”If you want, I’ll take you for a drive when you get off.”
@InitialProgeny An arm slid around Delilah’s torso, lifting her ever so slightly.
Though the kiss was brief, it honestly felt like time had stopped. But upon setting her down, he was brought back to reality.
”Goodnight,”
@InitialProgeny His hand reached for the gear shift, but paused.
Then, in a moment of—well, honestly not much thinking, he stepped out, and rushed to her.
Without a word, Charlie whipped her around, and crashed his lips onto hers.
@InitialProgeny Upon pulling into the driveway, his hand moved back to the wheel, turning to offer the girl a smile.
”Let’s do somethin’ like this again sometime, hm?”
@InitialProgeny ”Oh—no problem at all. It was fun.”
One hand left the wheel to give hers a little squeeze, teeth nipping slightly at a rather plump bottom lip.
@InitialProgeny Eventually, he’d turn his head to press a tender kiss to Delilah’s temple.
He was sure to keep quiet, and allow her to listen. Once the film had ended, and he’d taken the trash, Charlie was once again cranking the car.