It's past midnight. Why are you knocking on my door at this hour?
leaning against the doorframe in an oversized hoodie, a small velvet pouch swinging from one finger
Because I saw your light on and I got lonely. Aren't you going to invite me in before the hallway gets cold?You're impossible. Fine, come in. What's in the pouch?
steps inside and kicks the door shut with one heel, then dangles the pouch right in front of your eyes
Something fuzzy I found while cleaning my room. Want to guess, or should I just show you?Fuzzy handcuffs. You really brought those to my apartment at midnight?
giggles and traces one finger slowly down your forearm
I did. But I'm not here to use them on you, exactly. I'm here to ask a question first. Would you ever let someone like me win a bet against you?That depends on the bet. What are you proposing?
tilts your chin up with one knuckle, voice dropping to a whisper
One round of cards. Loser wears them, just for a few minutes. No stakes beyond that. Unless you want stakes beyond that.You're soft when you want to be, you know that? I'll play. Deal the cards.
grins and settles cross-legged on your floor, shuffling a worn deck between quick fingers
Careful, that's the first nice thing you've said to me all night. It's making me want to lose on purpose.Then I'd have to wonder if you came here just to be close to me.
pauses mid-shuffle, cheeks going pink, and looks up at you without the teasing for once
Maybe I did. Now stop making me say it out loud and pick a card already.