limoreau watching horror movies!
they're in like a semi-established relationship. they know they like each other and they cuddle, but god forbid they make it official!
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jordan li was the happiest when they could take time off from school and t.a. work. enjoying those rare moments of solitude when they were able to relax in a mess of blankets, throw on a movie, and smoke a fuck ton of weed before they inevitably crashed for the night.
the only thing that made it better? when marie was there.
she would lay right next to them on the bed, sometimes she would throw one leg over them and rest her head on their chest as her reddened eyes watched the television screen. jordan's fingers would lazily graze along her back, her sides and her arm underneath the blankets, unable to keep their hands to themselves.
the movies they watched were usually stupid, raunchy comedies made by vought, so they could spend their time making fun of them.
this particular night, however, marie had suggested something new. emma was going on about how she and sam had watched some creepy horror movie that had left them feeling freaked out for days.
"a horror movie?" jordan questioned, smoke coming out of their mouth as they set their green glass bong onto their coffee table, holding a hand over their mouth as they coughed a few times, "you sure?"
marie was lying back on jordan's bed and amongst the pillows, her hands clasped over her stomach after smoking only enough to let her body relax. she nodded, "why not? i haven't watched a lot of them, i bet it would be fun."
jordan thought about it seriously for a moment, then shrugged, "fuck it. sure. you wanna' pick?" they asked as they looked around their surroundings with a hand out until they spotted their remote, grabbing it and tossing it to marie, "i'll watch whatever you want."
marie caught the remote and began flipping through the streaming service, watching jordan every so often as they smoked a tiny bit more before finally crawling back into bed with her, sitting up against the headboard.
"you won't get scared, right?" jordan hummed out the question as they watched her flip through the horror category, only slightly judging as she passed over a few of their favourite titles.
she scoffed, "i've seen worse, jordan." she said matter of fact, though, she wasn't completely sold, but it was just a movie. so what if she'd tried watching the exorcist when she was eleven and cried - this was different. she wasn't eleven anymore.
jordan stayed silent, watching as she paused over a movie, hovering over te play button - the conjuring. it was a classic. some girls at red river had watched it on the computer once, but she didn't join.
"you really want to watch that?" jordan asked, looking over at marie, "why don't we watch, like, scream, or something?"
marie perked up slightly, turning her shoulders to look at jordan better, "why not this one?"
"don't get me wrong, it's one of my favourites," they smirked, "but it's freaky, you know."
"oh, come on. it can't be that bad." marie rolled her eyes, turning back to the television and pressing play. she wasn't going to let jordan decide what she could watch.
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it was, in fact, a bit bad. it was fine for a while, the intro storyline about that annabelle doll was more unsettling than anything else. yet, as the storyline continued, the more marie began to feel her palms get clammy. her high had completely worn off and she was holding the blankets tight against her chest.
jordan looked at her through the corner of their eyes, turning their head only slightly. it was so cute. the way her eyes were slightly squinted as if somehow that would make the jumpscares any less scary.
anytime a scare happened, she'd twitch in place and throw her hands over her eyes. it was cute.
just as jordan turned back to the screen, they were met with a jumpscare that caused them to flinch back against the headboard, hard, and let out a yelp.
marie was scared, too, but from behind her hand-covered face, she let out an abrupt laugh, "jordan!" she cackled, "are you okay? you hit the headboard hard," she had to talk through laughs, slowly dropping her hands to look over at them.
"i'm fine," jordan answered, looking to marie as she laughed. their own lips curved into a smile and they couldn't hold back the laugh that bubbled up to match hers, "i told you, it's fucking freaky!" they explained through their laughs.
the laughter between the two of them was contagious, one of those laughs that made you laugh harder when you'd try to talk about it. the ones that would make your stomach cramp and cheeks grow sore. the kind you don't forget.
jordan eventually fell against marie's side and eventually moved so their head was situated neatly on her lap, clutching their stomach as tears reached their eyes. marie tried so hard to stifle her laughter as she looked down at them.
it felt like hours later when they were able to calm down, having not paid attention to much of the climax of the movie because of it.
"horrors aren't that scary," marie finally managed to speak through her final bouts of laughter, gentle and tired, as they absentmindedly raked her fingers through their hair.
"did you see the way that got me? of course, they're scary!" jordan grinned. then they were laughing again, teasing each other about their reactions to the scares.
jordan swore they'd never be able to watch another movie without marie.
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