@roseguided —the only self defense mechanism he kept. his anxieties had to stay buried inside.
“I don’t see that for you. you’re a big girl. so what do you say?”
@roseguided —would make sense. I’m tall, handsome, athlete, wealthy. I’m kind of like the whole package, so I would definitely be concerned about being swept off my feet if I were you.”
there was that bravado. he couldn’t ever indicate that he might have some kind of insecurity. this was—
@roseguided —brow. he would flip his water bottle, of course it landed right side up. the smirk turned into a full grin as he leaned forward.
“I think it’s a date.”
@roseguided — and undid the lid of his water bottle. he brought it to his lips for a drink. when the bottle went away, a smirk was forming on his lips. he sunk his teeth into his lip, which was still bruised from his beating.
“so, does this count as a date?” he quirked his—
@roseguided — a better question though. how do you eat that? given the size of you, that’s like the size of your head. you’re small, tiny, little. where the fuck does the food go?”
@roseguided “you would do the same, and we both know it.”
he finished his burger off, clearly satisfied.
“well, I typically don’t eat red meat, so whenever I do it upsets my stomach a little. there’s no chicken items on the menu so I’ll settle. I’ll be fine. just eat again later. I have-
“oh i’m not offended. i suck dick when dick is in my face.”
he bites into his burger. it’s plain. he actually doesn’t like anything but cheese on his burgers.
“during pride month though? come on now.”
“only a faggot ass bitch gets offended when they get called a faggot ass bitch. — and the fact that you don’t like pickles on your burger? 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒉, that also makes you a faggot-ass bitch.”
with that, she simply took another careless bite of her burger, looking entirely calm.
he smiled down at her and sets his hands over hers. if he knew her truth, he’d wonder if she liked feeling his heart beat.
“don’t underestimate me.”
he leaned forward, breathing in her scent.
“i’m jackson.”
a soft hum emitted from her, heels clicking as she stepped forward slowly, her eyes predatory.
“baby?” she mocks, a soft chuckle escaping her, a hand sliding up his strong chest.
“I like my men a little stupid, I suppose.”