ˡᵃᵗᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ˢⁿᵉᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᵘᵗ
Teen!Michael Afton x Teen!Reader
He snuck his father's new Chevrolet for a late-night date with you 🚗🌙
Warnings: just a small mention of sex, (Michael and the reader are seventeen), (it's an au where the bite had never happened)
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revving the engine and speeding up on the empty highway, city lights and billboards pass with a woosh as the rock music blasts through the speakers, vibration causing a white buzzing noise to accompany the howling of wind snuggling through the open windows.
The night was young and so were you; sneaking out of your houses without permission, you must've had a death wish, let alone taking his father's newest car. That perfectly shaped, glossy black automobile. One that turns gazes and makes whistles blow as it passes. His father was rich for sure, but that didn't mean he was allowed to drive one while being a year under legal age.
Nothing could've stopped him from planning this night ever since that very moment you made a comment about his father's sexy choice of car when he pointed to the parked engine in front of his house.
"Oh, so you like it?" was all he said before he was sitting in the same Chevy that got you all excited about, a few days later. No call, no warning. He showed up, throwing tiny rocks that made soft thuds against your bedroom's window. Pretty cliché, but it was worth that expression planting on your face when you saw him leaning to the car's passenger door, twirling the keys on his finger.
Tapping the steering wheel along the beat; he mumbles the lyrics, driving carelessly and giving a playful side-eye once in a while, lips curling up in a small smirk.
With a cigarette hanging from your lips, nicotine clouded in your lungs, and the spring breeze tugging your hair, you sure looked like you were having the time of your life.
Empty streets stretched into limitless roads with no one around to judge his morals, speeding up didn't look like a law to break; as if you both wouldn't get screwed if cops chased after you.
But knowing Michael, he'd go as far as breaking every possible rule just to see that joy and contentment in your face.
"Where you takin' me, Mike?"
You yell over the music, asking for the third time tonight, and every time he shakes head saying the same sentence that, "It ain't no surprise when I tell ya where we off to now, is it sweetcheeks?"
Groaning whether loudly, you roll eyes, playing pretend that his refusal to give a hint about your destination is itching your nerves; while in reality your heart is pumping in your throat, teeth clattering and hands cold from the adrenaline rush that the ride is giving you.
The thought of a possible consequence is horrifying.
Parents finding those stuffed pillows under your blanket faking a sleeping clone, or worse; cops calling them for all the deeds you both committed. Feeling a shiver, you turn to him, frowning in concern. He knew the words before you even tried to spell them.
"Why don't you jus' forget about everything and live this moment with me?"
His hand reached to pinch your cheek, something you often found annoying before suddenly snatching the smoke from your lips. Your lips parting and forming a pout.
Placing it against his mouth, he shoots a wink, inhaling deeply and closing his eyes momentarily, enjoying the burning heat that's spreading through his body.
"Told you gonna take you somewhere, where it's jus' me 'n you against the world,"
Muttering through the exhale of steam, you barely hear his words through the loud music. He smirks to himself, already knowing full damn well that you're gonna love the spot he found recently.
When the lights began to vanish and the bumps and turns of the engine increased, you noticed how far you had come out of the city. Probably a few miles away where it's just pitch black, lightened up weakly by Chevy's headlights.
He turns the volume of the music down, where you can hear the car's wheels struggling up the dirt and rocks, whining about the lack of asphalt before the engine finally comes to a stop. Lights turn off and music cuts short.
The sight ahead was beautiful.
Dancing lights in all shades of color illuminate the night, drowning tall and small buildings that are lined in Irregular patterns, creating the city. Your lives and houses were somewhere down beneath these tall hills, and you finally understood what he meant about "me and you against the world."
Your head turns to catch his gaze already watching yours, pausing in your tracks as your eyes trail over his dark blue orbs shining in the dim light.
"It's beautiful."
"Not as beautiful as you are."
Your lips curl up in a cheeky smile.
"Wow, you did something actually romantic for once."
Your comment made him look forward with a grin, trying not to ruin the moment with a snarky reply.
"thought about bringing you up here after I found this spot."
His words made you also turn your head to watch the scene.
"Been watching the hill from down there, thinkin' we could like... be the first ones to climb up and see the city from this perspective."
His hands move as he talks, trying to sound thoughtful, and it makes you crack into a snicker.
"in the middle of the night?"
You raise a brow, trying to hold back a laugh.
"Well, that's another story."
He looks back at you with a smirk.
"And what's that story, may I ask?"
You lean closer to him, tilting your head as you await his reply.
His grin widens and he too leans close until the only thing keeping you apart is a few inches distance.
"A story that isn't made yet, unless..."
He reaches to the pocket of his jacket and holds up what makes your mouth drop.
"... you're an actual maniac."
You say, the condom in his hand catching you off guard.
"Well..." he says, his eyes falling over your eyes once more, "better to be safe than sorry."
He bites the corner of his lip, eyes glinting in mischief.
"In your dad's car???"
You ask in disbelief, leaning away in your seat with wide eyes.
He shrugs, sniggering a little as he says his next words.
"Daddy raised no scaredy cat."
His sarcasm was seeping when he said that line, but the giggle he broke into said otherwise.
"Plus, he's busy snoring his ass in sleep to ever notice."
You were in a state of shock and disbelief from his boldness. And he enjoyed the sight of your surprise.
"Now come 'ere!"
He suddenly reaches for you, which earns a set of giggles.
He really had the night planned, that goody ball.
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