#tearfully bidding op's spring break a farewell

[shih-coulda-had-it]

old dog (re)learning new tricks? @thisauthorisscreaming

“I’m shy around you sometimes. If you felt as much as I do towards you,” he muttered, “you’d have a hard time pulling this kind of shit, too.” And that was the bitch of it, he added mentally. Everything was on the line now: every move was life and death. Nana pulled her hand away—his stomach dropped—only to lace their fingers together in a more comfortable way. “You’re not going to scare me off by showing me you care about me, jet-head. Believe it or not,” she joked, “that’s the exact opposite of what will happen.”