Prompt #88: Pet Peeves
Warren/Freeze Girl
Rating: T
Warning(s): Gropage
"Don't"
"I'm cold."
"Then wear gloves."
"But your pockets are warm."
"Here."
"Really?"
"Yes, I hate you pulling on the pockets when I'm walking."
"Oh."
"I trip over you because you don't walk fast enough."
"But it won't be warm if you don't wear it."
"If you don't want to wear it then give it back."
"No."
"Then shut up."
Cold hands slide up the bottom of his t-shirt and over his ribs before curling under the front and over his abdomen.
Her knees caged him in from behind and her cheek mushed into his shoulder.
"Get your hands out of my shirt."
"Uh-uh."
"Nansen, get your hands out of my shirt. People are looking at you."
"Are you embarrassed?"
"You should be."
"Why? I'm cold, you're warm."
"You're hands are under my shirt."
"It's only girls looking, and they're just jealous."
"Why would they be jealous."
"Because I've got my hands all over your hot little body, Peace."
"Or maybe because you're nuts."
"And the guys staring are jealous too, because they'd love a girl to put her hands up their shirt but they don't."
"They're going to get the wrong idea."
"And what's that?"
"That you're feeling me up."
"Who says I'm not?"
"Funny."
"You like me feeling you up."
"I'm trying to read my book."
"You'd like it even better if I put my hands in your pants."
"Don't even joke."
"Joke?"
Her hands slid out and pulled the end of his belt through a loop and then paused on the buckle.
Hot steely fingers curled around her wrists and yanked her hand away.
"Don't you wonder how far I could get before someone told on us?"
"Don't worry I'm sure it'll be around the school in about five minutes."
"I can only hope."
"What?"
"Well if they already think it then why not do it?"