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𝗧𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗱𝗮𝘆, 11:30 𝗽𝗺
"Great. Jump, and I'll catch you."
"What?! Do you want your ass to get flattened!" You shout in a whisper, your palms gripping the edge of the window ledge as your face was peeking outside and into the night. Your uneasy surface dangling in the air, viewing Jean further down, having his arms out wide for you to fall in them safely.
"Cute. You're afraid of heights..." Jean scratched his head with an exaggerated sigh, deeply pondering on how he's supposed to get you to physically jump into his arms. You weren't exactly afraid of heights, it was just the fact your house was about 3-stories tall and there could be a literal chance of Jean missing a hold of your body when you do decide to actually leap off.
"I'm not gonna let you fall to your death. Don't worry, just put your trust in me." He tries to calm your nerves, chuckling from the view of your constant hesitation.
God, it's not that easy as he thinks... but I can do this. No biggie, right?
"J-just hold on a sec, mullet!" You bite your lips from feeling on edge, bringing your dangling face back up and inside your bedroom again.
𝗝𝗲𝗮𝗻'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃: Wonderful. Her nickname for me is mullet.
You retreat a few steps back from your window frame. Your eyes staring into the moonlight in front of you as your shoulders sag from taking an intel of a fresh breath.
Okay, I can do this... just a short adrenaline rush.
Having your mind finally set on your next action to Jean's arms, you progressed to take a few steps forward towards your window again. But... a sudden sound of knuckles hitting on your bedroom door behind you, made your stomach drop levels, and your body instantly froze in place from the noise.
Great, the fuckening.
You quickly shut your sheer blinds with a sigh, not closing your window shut though... and crept back to your bedroom door to see who decided to be a bother at this late hour. You were hoping, praying, that you weren't about to actually get caught by your father.
𝗝𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃: Damn, she's taking her sweet time. Is she really that afraid to jump? Or am I just not trustworthy for her enough? Whatever, I'll sit and wait.
You pressed your eye-lids closed and exhaled, twisting your door knob, but ever so slightly creaking your door open so you could see the figure standing behind it through a narrow crack. Drum roll...
And... It was Noah. NOAH. His excuse better be good I swear...
"Noah, what the hell do you want?" Your face was peeking through the tapered door crevice, restricting Noah to see your full figure and only the sight of your annoyed expression. He was rubbing his eyes like he had just woken up from a deep nap, his messy curls explained it all.
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Fanfiction𝖮𝖭𝖦𝖮𝖨𝖭𝖦 Two boys, opposites you could say with a troubled past, fall for the same girl. You to be precise, but one falls head over heels at first sight, and as for the other, won't dare to admit his feelings. With the first guy, you had a not...
