#i cannot write intimacy but HOO BOY HAVE FUN WITH THIS ONE

[ellariasand]

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 | 𝐜𝐡. 𝟗

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: nana and hangman finally get some privacy on their date. 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: jake “hangman” seresin/original female character 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: g 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: n/a 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 6.8k 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: it’s here! the final chapter!! thank you to everyone who’s been reading this from the beginning, and the friends who’ve been supporting/beta reading this the whole way through. i hope it’s a satisfying conclusion :)

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝟏-𝟖 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

Jake’s car drove as beautifully as it looked. 

He’d hustled her outside as soon as he could manage, escaping when Bob finally got enough shots into Phoenix to get her onstage so she couldn’t corner either of them about anything. They’d slipped quietly out the front door of the bar without a word, and it was then when Nana finally cracked and laughed her ass off, giggling all the way to the driver’s side door. 

She didn’t know what else to do. She had no idea what had just happened, let alone how to process it without sounding like a fool. So, she just giggled, and Jake laughed too, and it was almost as though they hadn’t fought their way to get to this point when Jake handed her his keys, two tiny ones attached to a keychain shaped like a cowboy hat. Much like the one he was still wearing, which he unceremoniously tossed in his messy backseat. 

Of fucking course.

𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠