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#✨{𝔴π”₯𝔒𝔯𝔒𝔳𝔒𝔯 𝔢𝔬𝔲 π”€π”¬β€š 𝔦 𝔴𝔬𝔫'𝔱 π”Ÿπ”’ π”£π”žπ”― 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴; π”£π”―π”žπ”« & 𝔠𝔩𝔢𝔑𝔒 [π”ͺπ”²π”©π”±π”¦π”Ÿπ”€]}
monmuses Β· 1 year
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With visiting Clyde's place and waiting for him, there wasn't much she could do besides wait. She rested on his bed, not wanting to exactly barge into his bathroom while she waited. Though, it was just a little chilly and she had grabbed one of his old jackets, brigning it back to his place to return. She did, in fact, take it a while ago, and brought it back since she had held onto it for a while.
With sitting on the bed, she still had his jacket on to keep her warm, too big to fit her. The sleeves made past her arms and never fit to sit around her wrists. To say she was too small for such a big jacket was correct. It fit past her knees and she only laughed at his response.
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"I still had it in my closet! Don't worry, I kept it washed. I, uh... I kind of forgotten about it and still had it without giving it back. I will say, though, it's real cozy. You got some really nice jackets, Clyde!"
Fran could've asked, but how else could she get the best kind? Gently, she pulled off the sleeves and folded the jacket over her arms, putting it next to her. "I could've... but hey, you got the best jackets. I made sure it's not dirty when I brought it back! But besides that, how's the gym been for you?"
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There was a noticable change in Clyde the more he was not around, even with promising to hang out with her. Fran wasn't... too stingy with waiting, but she noticed certain things. Always observing people when she wasn't talking, and watching what they'd do. With Clyde, he seemed more tired and not as energetic like he used to be.
It was only until recently that him sleeping in told her there was more to this than just not being able to hang out. It gave her the idea to come visit his place, but even at his front door, he didn't respond. She texted once or twice but nothing. What had he been doing for the past few days?
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Curiously, she checked his bedroom, finding him fast asleep and barely moving to the sound of his door opening. So that's where he was. Fran wasn't upset about this, but mostly worried. She set her bag down next to the door and moved to sit at his side, bringing a hand through his hair.
"I came to check on you. You weren't texting me back, so I... wanted to see how you were doing," she said. "I see you've been sleeping in on me, heh. But it's okay, I just... was worried is all. Are you.. okay?"
#multibg#✨{π”žπ”©π”© π”ͺ𝔢 𝔣𝔯𝔦𝔒𝔫𝔑𝔰 π”žπ”―π”’ 𝔱𝔬𝔡𝔦𝔠 - π”žπ”©π”© π”žπ”ͺπ”Ÿπ”¦π”±π”¦π”¬π”«π”©π”’π”°π”°; (π”£π”―π”žπ”«π” π”¦π”«π”’ β€˜π”£π”―π”žπ”«β€™ π” π”žπ”°π”±π”¦π”©π”©π”¬)#✨{π”€π”¬π”±π”±π”ž 𝔦π”ͺ𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔳𝔦𝔰𝔒!; (𝔦𝔫-𝔠π”₯π”žπ”―π”žπ” π”±π”’π”― π”―π”¬π”©π”’π”­π”©π”žπ”Ά)#✨{𝔴π”₯𝔒𝔯𝔒𝔳𝔒𝔯 𝔢𝔬𝔲 π”€π”¬β€š 𝔦 𝔴𝔬𝔫'𝔱 π”Ÿπ”’ π”£π”žπ”― 𝔱𝔬 𝔣𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬𝔴; π”£π”―π”žπ”« & 𝔠𝔩𝔢𝔑𝔒 [π”ͺπ”²π”©π”±π”¦π”Ÿπ”€]}#south park tw#🐺 * πŒπŽππŒπ”π’π„π’β€„β€„:  in character#🐺 * πŒπŽππŒπ”π’π„π’β€„β€„:  tagged#🐺 * πŒπŽππŒπ”π’π„π’β€„β€„:  queue#🐺 * π’πŽπ”π“π‡ ππ€π‘πŠ 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄⠀:β €a quiet little mountain town
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a kiss that leaves lipstick stains . (clyde @ fran)
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Her hands laid across his shoulders, sitting in his lap while leaning her entire weight onto him as she had her fun with him. It was one of the common instances she came by to visit him and hang out for a while, but things had escalated. Only a little bit, however. Though, when it came to her and situations rising in tension, that was where her fun came in.
Lips with mute, red lipstick stuck around his lips and along his cheeks, holding soft but moist kisses all over him. This was her way of holding him down while absolutely smothering him with love and attention she had been dying to give him for a little while now. It was only recently she had managed to have some personal time with him.
Her legs locked at his sides as her hands moved to wrap around his neck and collarbone, finally pulling away with bronze eyes sharply gazing into his, a smile tugging at her lips with some pride. She was proud of herself with the marks she left, leaving them as a little present.
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"There. Now, I'm happy," she smiled, ruffling his hair with one free hand. "You are just too cute to not kiss, you know that?"
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