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#*chants* TSUNDERE WHITNEY TSUNDERE WHITNEY
propertyofkylar · 7 months
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thanks - whitney x pc
“I’m sorry for getting you in trouble.”
You laid your hand on Whitney’s arm as he stared into the bathroom mirror. For once, it was just the two of you.
He rolled his eyes. “Idiot, I get in trouble all the time. It doesn’t matter.”
“Still,” you shifted your weight uncomfortably. You weren’t really sure why you were comforting him, when you were the one who was just assaulted. “You were just trying to defend me. It was…noble of you.”
“Noble?” Whitney snorted. “Please. I’m just protecting my property.”
Your hand subconsciously went to your shoulder where underneath your uniform Whitney’s toy was tattooed.
You weren't entirely sure where you stood with Whitney most of the time. He was always surrounded by his friends, doing things like stealing your clothes or making you flash random passersby.
And yet, he had kissed you and told you that you were his girlfriend now, and on the rare occasions you were alone like this, he could be...surprisingly tender.
"Yeah, well. Thanks anyway," you offered him a warm smile, reaching up to tuck a lock of hair behind his ear.
"If you weren't such a slut, you wouldn't even get into these situations, you know," Whitney shook his head, but he looked into your eyes with a hint of a smile on his lips.
"You're the one who banned me from wearing underwear," you retorted, folding your arms. "And from going into the girls bathroom."
"And you've been such an obedient little slut," Whitney reached out to trace his finger along your jawline, sending shivers up your spine. As quickly as he had reached out, though, he pulled his hand back, lighting a cigarette.
"You should go back to class. You care about that kinda shit," he turned away and waved you off.
You turned to leave, but something in you made you look back. Leaning in, you pressed a quick kiss to his cheek and mumbled "love you."
You saw his face flush before he ducked his head to hide from you as you scurried away.
"You better be out front when school lets out," Whitney called after you. "You still owe me a proper thanks!"
You couldn't help but smile as you headed to your classroom.
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