beefyjamesvega:

*Ah. Shit. He quickly reaches up to nervously snatch it back from her, stuffing it in his pants’ pocket where it belongs. His face and chest are bright red and he can’t seem to meet her eyes.*

..Came out my pocket when I sat down.

[She raises an eyebrow.]

Why do you need it? I’m on the pill.

#M!A





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