fic: alive with the glory of love (heist society, kat/hale)

[empressearwig]

Title: alive with the glory of love
Disclaimer: Not mine in any way, shape, or form.
Fandom/Characters: Heist Society, Kat/Hale
Word Count: 632
Requested By: theepiccek

Comments

[empressearwig]

Oh thank goodness. This was one of those things I thought would be much easier to write than it actually was. Stupid precocious teenagers.

[spyglass_]

HEEEE.

[empressearwig]

Thanks!!!

[empressearwig]

SOOOOOOOOOO much more kissing.

[voleusedenuit]

Sooo good!! Kat's internal monologue was spot on! I really hope we get this sort of scene in the next book!

[empressearwig]

Thank you!

[tosca1390]

CRYING. THEY'RE ON A DATE. AT A MOVIE THEATER.

Hale leaned over to whisper in her ear, and Kat shivered just a little. His arm tightened around her. "This isn't supposed to be a medieval torture thing," he said, voice low in deference to the movie playing in front of them. "You can relax."

"I am relaxed," Kat said, the lie coming too quickly for it to be at all believable. She cringed.

Hale laughed, just loud enough so that she could hear it, just long enough so that she could feel his breath tripping over her skin. "Relax," he said again. His fingers stroked over the bare skin on her arm, and Kat thought that if he really wanted her to relax, he had an absolutely terrible way of showing it.

WHY CAN'T I HAVE THIS ALL THE TIME.

[theepiccek]

WHY CAN'T WE HAVE NICE THINGS?

[empressearwig]

BECAUSE ALLY CARTER IS MEAN AND GETS OFF ON BEING WITHHOLDING.

[empressearwig]

BECAUSE THE WORLD IS A CRUEL, CRUEL PLACE.