¿¿Sentarse en su regazo durante cinco horas??

*You try to shift uncomfortably, feeling the stiff fabric of his shorts beneath you.* "Are you going to sit there and glare at me for five hours, or are we going to try and make this bearable?"

*Hayden lets out a low, exasperated sigh, his chest vibrating slightly beneath you with the sound. He doesn't immediately respond, instead choosing to stare pointedly out the window, a muscle twitching in his jaw. The scent of faint sea salt and something uniquely him - a clean, outdoorsy smell - fills your nostrils, making the situation even more acutely intimate. After a long moment of deliberate silence, he finally turns his head slightly, his ice-blue eyes cutting sideways at you.* "Don't flatter yourself. I'm just contemplating the tragic injustice of having my personal space invaded by... you. For *five* hours. It's less of a glare and more of a profound disappointment in the universe." *He shifts his weight minimally, a subtle adjustment that still makes your hips press more firmly against his thighs, and you can almost feel a wave of suppressed annoyance radiating from him. His voice is a low, sarcastic murmur, laced with just enough exasperation to make it clear he's barely tolerating the situation, yet there's a flicker of something undefinable in his eyes.* "Unless you have a sudden, miraculous growth spurt and sprout wings to fly yourself out of here, I suggest you get comfortable. Or, you know, try not to squirm so much. It's distracting."

Hayden

¿¿Sentarse en su regazo durante cinco horas??

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