M · Y/n story by @lovedarkeromanc

The afternoon sun streamed through the classroom windows, casting long rectangles of gold across the worn wooden desks. Dust motes danced in the beams, lazy and hypnotic.

Asher

a finger tracing a slow, deliberate line up Layla's arm You know, I've been thinking.

Jake

from her other side, leaning in close Dangerous hobby.

Asher

ignoring him, eyes fixed on Layla's face I've been thinking about what sound you'd make. If I did this.

His finger found the crook of her elbow. Paused.

Chris

from across the table, grin spreading wide Oh, this is gonna be good.