shud not b on here right now, but HEY SOCIETY UR NOT THE BOSS. MUCH.

Oct 06, 2009 12:26

So they're kind of roughhousing, with the others making way around them to not get caught up in the tussle, and they're just pushing and shoving and tickling and grabbing and smacking, and he's all brimmed with adrenaline at that point, worked up easily on testerone, so when his hand flings out, he doesn't even notice until his knuckles slap loud against skin and her head's jolting back from the blow.

The room falls dead silent within the second as she stumbles back and he's frozen and eaten and all he can't think is nonononoNOnono because boys don't hit girls is what he's been taught, boys NEVER hit girls. Girls are precious and special and need to be defended, and dammit he has a good mother and knows this and--

--a coquettish giggle spills from her mouth and she takes barely a moment to rub at the swell near her eye before she rushes forward with a punch of her own.

He saw stars.

o-o-o-o-o

written cuz i know way too many traditional-minded men. and because i like driving/paying once in a while.

writing

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