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Meun looked up at August, though he almost immediately regretted it when he saw him shirtless. The redness in his face from crying was quickly replaced by the beginnings of a blush rising in his cheeks
Meun looked up at August, though he almost immediately regretted it when he saw him shirtless. The redness in his face from crying was quickly replaced by the beginnings of a blush rising in his cheeks
(I was thinking of having her go to a street fight but I can have her come over instead?)
(That could still work, Aspen can street fight then they have their moment (I don’t want to spoil anything, but it could happen right after the fight), and then they can go to the party?)
August grabbed a shirt from the closet. He glanced over at Meun as he slipped the shirt over his head and over his chest. He walked back over to the bed and grabbed his jacket from off the floor and his phone from the bedside table. He extended a hand for Meun to take.
Meun took his hand, his movements still a bit slow. He used his free hand to rub at his eyes, still feeling self-conscious. He was slightly worried that it was still obvious he had been crying, but he did his best to ignore it
(Do you want to skip to them arriving at the party?)
(sure)
August pulled up outside of Belle's house. He pulled off his helmet and ran a hand through his hair. "Well," he muttered, mostly to himself, "here we are."
Belle was still sipping on her first cup of punch as she tapped her foot to the music. Liz had already had three cups of the drink, and was now working on her fourth.
"Liz, you're going to have such a headache in the morning, at this rate," Belle laughed.
Meun nodded, taking his helmet off and setting it on the bike. His hair was always a fluffy mess, so he wasn't going to bother with fixing it
August swung his leg off his bike and walked up to the door. He rang the doorbell, waiting for someone to answer. Meun looks pretty cute with his hair like that, he thought to himself.
Meun followed him up to the door, shivering slightly in the cold. He unrolled his sleeves, the sleeves of his sweater falling over his hands
(My sister just compared a ship not sailing to the titanic.)
"That's probably the boys," Belle declared as she made her way to the door. She opened it to see Meun and August. "Yeah, get in here. You're late."
"And to think," August said, mock-offended, "I went over the speed limit for you." He slipped past her, into the house. "Is anyone else even here?"
(lol)
Meun nodded, wrapping his arms around himself as he gave Belle a small smile. "Sorry we're late, it took a little while for me to get my things," he explained softly
Belle scoffed and closed the door behind the guys, then headed into the kitchen.
"Col, Liz, and Riv are here," she said, picking her cup up and leaning against the counter.
(lol)
Meun nodded, wrapping his arms around himself as he gave Belle a small smile. "Sorry we're late, it took a little while for me to get my things," he explained softly
"It's fine." Belle nodded at him, returning his smile.
"Liz lives here, and you've practically adopted Riv. No offense, but they don't count." August fired back.
Riverpaw poked her head out of Belle's room, using her leg to keep Tsunami from getting past. "I heard the door, w-who's here?" She called.
"Well, Aspen and Rigel wee supposed to be here, as well, but they haven't shown up yet," Belle explained, glaring at August as she took a sip of her drink.
Meun waved a tad sheepishly from where he was. He stuck a bit close to August, not really wanting to go too far from him at the moment
Riverpaw poked her head out of Belle's room, using her leg to keep Tsunami from getting past. "I heard the door, w-who's here?" She called.
"It's August and Meun," Belle called back.
"Hi guys! I-I'll come out there in minute!" She slipped back in and closed the door.
August glanced back at Meun with a smile. He took off his jacket and held it out for him to take. "You look cold," he muttered as an explanation, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.
Meun smiled up at him, a faint flush rising to his cheeks as he took the jacket. "Thank you," he mumbled as he pulled it on. It was a bit big on him, but he liked it
Belle smiled around her cup as she watched the guys. Yes, there was definitely something going on… Now, to have them see it out.
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