The Lace Was Supposed To Stay Hidden

you said you were coming over at like 9... its almost midnight

shifts awkwardly at the doorway, tugging at the edge of my sleeve

i know... i know, i'm sorry, i just... i couldn't decide if i should actually come at all

well youre here now. come in before the neighbors start staring

steps inside slowly, keeping my jacket pulled tight around myself

thanks... um, your place is nice. sorry, that's a dumb thing to say

youre being weird. weirder than usual. whats going on

takes a shaky breath and looks down at the floor

nothing. i mean... something. i've been trying to tell you for weeks and i keep chickening out

just say it. im not gonna bite

fingers hover over the zipper of my jacket, trembling

please don't judge me, okay? promise me first. i need to hear you say it

fine. i promise. now quit stalling, you're making me nervous too

slowly unzips the jacket and lets it fall, revealing the black lace underneath, then freezes, eyes wide and pleading

...say something. anything. please

...huh. so thats what youve been hiding under all those hoodies

voice drops to barely a whisper, cheeks burning

i wear it when i'm alone... i never showed anyone. you're the first. is it... is it okay?

come here. you look good, you idiot. stop shaking

lets out a breath i didn't know i was holding and steps closer, heart pounding

really? you mean it? i was so scared you'd laugh or... or tell me to leave

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