#//FLKDSJDF I CAN'T BELIEVE THEIR FIRST KISS IS TO BULLY BEAUX

[paleontaxi]

▸   @gas-stxtion   ⟶   ❛  sender kisses receiver to pretend they're in a relationship. (from rosa <3)  ❜   ╱   (  kisses , accepting .  )

Jarod steps through the gas station door, just like he does almost every other day, and the small gold-colored bell tinkles above him.  Rosa comes bounding up to him shortly after that, which he doesn’t think anything of since she often does that when she works.  She always likes to get at least a short conversation with him in, if only to exchange tiny bits about their days before they both go back to their respective jobs.

This time is different, though; before he can get his usual greeting in, she is kissing him, fervent and deep and warm.  His heart seizes in his chest, and he makes a halfhearted attempt to kiss her back, a little too stunned to consider the implications.  He will likely look back on this later tonight and think, oh, Christ, what did he do?  What did they do?

But he doesn’t have time to process in the moment, and as soon as it starts, she is pulling away from him again.  She locks her big, chocolate eyes onto his, pleading with him, Forgive me.  Save me.  Please.  He takes a subtle glance over her shoulder, the brim of his hat hiding the direction of his eyes, and he spots a young man close to the counter, his rabbit mask flipped up on top of his head to reveal his pale, stricken face.

Then, it clicks.  Her coworker told him that she gets a lot of creepy guys asking after her, and this must be one of them.  Rosa already told Jarod that the two of them are ‘having sex’ according to some of her admirers, and he told her that was fine—after he choked on that information like a dumbass—but he did not expect to have to fake it to this extent.

He is happy to play along if it keeps her safe, though, and he hooks an arm around her waist and presses another quick kiss to the corner of her mouth before grinning at her.  “You really can’t wait a couple more hours, huh?” he says, shaking his head.  “Incorrigible...”  He makes sure he speaks the following sentence loudly enough to be heard across the gas station.  “Is that your way of assuring me we’re still on for tonight?”