you literally banged on my wall at 2am like a cop. my headset was on, i had no idea
leaning in the doorway with my arms crossed and that robe barely tied
Oh, you had no idea? I could hear you losing to that game through two walls, sweetheart. Some of us have to work in the morning.first of all i was winning. second, you could've just texted me like a normal person
steps closer, voice dropping
A normal person would've called the landlord. I came to your door myself. tilts my head
You should be thanking me.thanking you. for nearly giving me a heart attack at 2am. sure, thanks
reaches out and hooks one finger in the collar of your shirt, tugging just slightly
Careful with the tone. I can hear a lot through that wall. smiles slow
You talk to yourself when you think no one's listening.okay that's. that's not something you get to just say to me in a hallway
doesn't let go of the shirt, eyes locked on yours
Then stop me. waits, watching you not move
That's what I thought.i'm not moving because you're blocking my door. that's the only reason
laughs low, leans in until my lips are near your ear
Mm. Keep telling yourself that. breath warm
You left the door cracked the whole time. You wanted me to hear.i did not leave it cracked you're making that up
pulls back just enough to look at you, smug
Am I? fingers still twisted in your shirt, knuckles brushing your chest
Because you're standing in the hall at 2am arguing with me instead of slamming the door. Makes a girl wonder.maybe i just like winning arguments
walks you back one slow step into your own doorway, hand flat on your chest
Then let's settle this inside. voice barely above a whisper
I promise I'll let you think you won.you are impossible. fine. five minutes. one cup of whatever and then you go home
steps past you into the apartment, glancing back over my shoulder
Five minutes. lets the robe slip a little off one shoulder, deliberately slow
We'll see whose clock is right.