[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180917/34fccc0684437978f1adcdb6b539802a.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/nQDY1Cl.png[/img] [sup][color=dimgray][b]Starring:[/b] [color=#adff9f][b]Molly[/b][/color], [color=0076a3][b]Sonny[/b][/color], & [color=f7976a][b]Jem[/b][/color] [b]Location:[/b] Sonny's room... unfortunately. [b]Collab with:[/b] [@Cio][@Lovely Complex][@coughsyrup][/color][/sup][/center][hr][hr] [indent]Molly hurried up the stairs, too occupied to check if someone had followed her. The hallway seemed empty enough, so Molly began taking her drenched t-shirt off. She had a navy bra under it, anyway. Tumbling into what she [i]thought[/i] was her own room, Molly finally got the shirt over her head, scrunching up her nose at the smell of it. Then she noticed she was not alone. Squeaking in shock while instinctively covering her top half with her arms, Molly found herself staring at an equally surprised, shirtless Sonny. [b][color=#adff9f]”What are you doing in my-- w-wait… shit, no, this isn’t my room, is it...”[/color][/b] the girl realised, utterly mortified. This wasn’t the first time Molly had mixed up the two rooms, Sonny’s and hers were next to each other after all. Still, this was the first time Molly was practically half naked. At that she blushed so furiously that the redness reached her chest. [b][color=#adff9f]”I’ll uh… sod off now, sorry,”[/color][/b] Molly added apologetically, beginning to retreat to the door. Before she could leave, however, she noticed the boy looked like something was bothering him, and couldn’t help but ask: [b][color=#adff9f]“Wait, Sonny, are you alright?”[/color][/b] Something indeed was bothering Sonny. Actually, a variety of things were, but he wasn’t good at expressing those feelings. Moments before Molly, prom queen to his king, had barged in, because he didn’t think he had to lock the door, Sonny had thrown off his black hoodie and Misery (by Stephen King) tee on his bed and unbuttoned his dark denim jeans, revealing his gray boxer briefs. Rather than take off his pants, he threw himself on his bed to stare at the ceiling until he absolutely had to change into ‘proper’ Miami beach party attire. That is until Molly came in, showcasing her nice… bra, yes bra. Sitting up, embarrassed, but not showing it like Molly was, Sonny’s eyes widened, yet he didn’t say or do anything immediately. His response was on delay from the shock. He just let her go off in a tangent, covering herself, obviously equally embarrassed, and then notice something was amiss With him, not the situation, even if it was a strange situation. Jem went her way upstairs hoping to catch Molly. Earlier she had taken the hint after Sam revealed himself to the group, she caught Molly’s look. Jem was aware of them sharing a history, Molly shared much of it openly to Jem’s attentive ear. In some way she sees herself caught in between Sam and Molly, ever since she caught Sam in the hallway, they unexpectedly shared a moment, understanding more of what was going on between them. While she was on her way towards her room, she heard Molly’s voice coming from the room next to hers. Wasn’t this Sonny’s room? She paused by the door for a moment, listening to the muffled conversation. With all the clothes Sonny usually wears, like his jackets and hoodies, his looks were deceiving. With how covered he dressed, he gave off a ‘scrawny’ musician vibe. But, he wasn’t scrawny at all. Being shirtless in front of Molly revealed his [url=https://lastfm-img2.akamaized.net/i/u/770x0/0d171300c92a667bbec57275f5885b19.jpg]muscular[/url] body, which also showed that Sonny kept up with it, like all those jock boys at their school. His expression, which was usually hardened, softened with her concern for him, realizing because he was a brooder, he probably worried a lot of his friends. Where his face might hide, his eyes said it all. His eyes showed the distress and conflict. The storm that never faltered inside of him with his constant raging battle, that was his life and purpose. Scratching his head with his left hand, his [url=https://i.etsystatic.com/6364012/d/il/ed36e4/785440475/il_340x270.785440475_7ndu.jpg?version=1]golden band[/url] with italian words engraved into it, shining from his pinky finger, Sonny flattered and teased, dodging the ‘you alright?’ question, [color=0076a3][b]“Maybe people aren’t wrong about believing we’re an item. Though, they’re [i]definitely[/i] mad because you’re [i]way[/i] out of my league.”[/b][/color] To this teasing reply, Molly simply let out a laugh, which came out as a tad breathless. [b][color=#adff9f]”Whoa there, mate,”[/color][/b] Molly grinned with her tongue in her teeth, cheeks rosy from the embarrassment. She was starting to grow increasingly comfortable, however, not really that bothered around the prom king after the initial surprise. Still, kept her eyes firmly on his general face area. [b][color=#adff9f]”People can believe what they want, ‘though I’d dare to say they’d be equally as jealous to see a fine package such as yourself taken,”[/color][/b] she genuinely responded to her friend, taking a step away from the door. The boy’s deep eyes told a different story from his words, and Molly, understanding it wasn’t polite to pry, took a tentative approach. [b][color=#adff9f]”To be frank, I‘m feelin’ a bit out of place. It’s all the people, I s’pose. Half of ‘em I’m not even that familiar with, if you can believe that.”[/color][/b] Then she chuckled, squeezing the wet excuse of a shirt closer to her. [b][color=#adff9f]”Blimey, I even managed to spill the drink on me somehow. Glad you weren’t there to see that,”[/color][/b] Molly talked in her usual manner, aiming to make Sonny feel more comfortable about sharing, if he so wished. Out of kindness, because that was just the type of boy Sonny was, he stood up and took a clean tee out for her to wear. It was his Pennywise from IT shirt. As you can see, Sonny was a fan of Stephen King. Making his way towards her, breaking the distance, he offered the shirt to her, not taking a ‘no’ for an answer. With a deep breath in, he decided since he already started making big changes this year, he might as well be honest about his feelings. At least try to. [color=0076a3][b]“I’m glad you weren’t there to see me either… to see me get jealous.”[/b][/color] Awkwardly, he cleared his throat, wondering if he was conveying his messy feelings in a translatable way. He needed to be honest to someone, might as well be Molly, and maybe, just maybe, he could enjoy himself tonight. Jealousy was the main reason he left the kitchen. [color=0076a3][b]“A bunch of people means certain… individuals... are [i]always[/i] surrounded.”[/b][/color] A risk to open up about his feelings, but he trusted Molly. One thing Sonny didn’t like was people getting [i]touchy[/i] with his best friends. He would like to think she wasn’t going to spread his feelings around like wildfire, [color=0076a3][b]“Truthfully? I don’t get why we’re all here, a bunch of us not even knowing each other well enough, and we’re just... pretending like we’re not going to see each other after the summer ends.”[/b][/color] Wait, did he say best friends? Lupe was his crush, not Sable! Taking initiative, he pulled her dirty shirt away from her, out of her grasp, and put his shirt in her arms instead, keeping his eyes focused on her face and not her body. He respected Molly, even if her body was extremely distracting. The blonde took the shirt with a sheepish yet thankful smile, pulling the short sleeves over her arms. The shirt would be way too big on her, and it showed already. [b][color=#adff9f]”...Yeah, it’s weird,”[/color][/b] Molly admitted with an understanding smile. Pretending was just the word for what Molly felt. It was insufferable. [b][color=#adff9f]”And believe me when I say I know what you mean. I feel so too.”[/color][/b] Molly sighed. She laid her hand on Sonny’s shoulder supportively, then realising that he still didn’t have a shirt on. [b][color=#adff9f]”You know, I--”[/color][/b] Molly began just as the door behind her opened... Jem moved herself closer and closer to the door to make out the seemingly incoherent words but the next thing she knew, the door swung ajar revealing a surprising picture; Sonny and Molly, and in various states of undress. Automatically there was only one thing that came right into Jem’s mind. Normally she isnt sensitive about seeing people in their underwear. The issue wasn’t solely on them being naked or doing it at all, it’s the idea of a person she knows or come to care for seeing naked, with someone or with each other, if that actually even makes sense. Right now she wasn’t entirely sure to feel about it, to be honest. But despite trying to be all cool about it, she could not contain the blush on her cheeks. [color=f7976a]“Oh, I…uh,” [/color]Jem froze, trying to catch herself from the confusion and cleared her throat [color=f7976a]“I wasn’t aware that both of you are in the middle of um, something.”[/color] Jem paused her eyes at Molly, and in her gorgeous navy bra whom she sees halfway through undressing? If so she just got in at the right moment for it. And then to Sonny, who was shirtless and equally at a loss it seems, gray boxers peeking through his unzipped denims to which Jem’s inquisitive eyes immediately darted away from, as far as she could. [color=f7976a]“I’m sorry, I probably should just...” [/color] Jem was already backing away slowly from the door, embarrassed at herself for disturbing a personal moment between the two. Way to kill the mood for them, Jem thought to herself. After Molly’s recent break up with Sam, Jem was at least happy that Molly was finally moving on. Molly, startled and at loss for words, just gaped at Jem. Wait… did Jem think that she and Sonny were… Oh, Lord. Of course it would look like that. Molly was in the process of pulling Sonny’s t-shirt on, which must look like she was undressing. And now Jem thought that… [b][color=#adff9f]”NO!”[/color][/b] Molly exclaimed in a pitchy voice, struggling to pull her curly mess of a hair through the t-shirt’s collar, effectively re-dressing herself. [b][color=#adff9f]”[i]Crikey[/i], no, we uh… We weren’t... It’s not what you think at all, Jem,”[/color][/b] she stammered, thoroughly flustered by the implication. Looking at Sonny for support -- she couldn’t let Jem think they had been doing something else than talking -- Molly scratched her head and took the supportive hand off of Sonny’s shoulder as if it had burned her. As she realised the girl was backing away, Molly panicked and lunged forward, grabbing Jem’s hand firmly yet gently. She didn’t want the girl to leave now, not with that idea in her head, and well… Molly really wanted to talk to Jem, anyway. Maybe not with Sonny present -- or in Sonny’s room for that matter -- but still. Jem was taken aback by Molly’s hand, while trying to explain herself Jem gave her a look “Really Molly, it’s ok.” she said with a gentle smile, her attempt to give her some assurance. [color=f7976a] “You don’t have to be embarrassed about it.” [/color] she chuckled, thinking that Molly was actually embarrassed at the young woman walking into them. Jem then looked back at Sonny, smiling and trying to not look all awkward about what she just saw. [b][color=#adff9f]”B-but..! I’m not, ‘s really what… I just… it was an accident,”[/color][/b] Molly tried explaining, looking at Sonny for backup. [color=f7976a]“Yes, I know, an accident. And I’m so sorry,”[/color] She said anxiously, trying her best to make up for the rude intrusion, and still not getting a clue about what Molly was trying to tell her [color=f7976a] “ I just.. I mean I thought you needed to talk and I was about to come to your room when I heard you in here. I KNOW, I know. I shouldn’t have eavesdropped, or intruded. OR stared. How rude of me, but I really thought you needed me. AND honestly I have no idea you and Sonny were... Anyway, just pretend that I never walked in ok? Though if you need anything, I’m here. I mean , I COULD buy you guys some condoms or whatever so we’re even right? It’s no trouble I swear.”[/color] Jem was blabbering on at her attempt to redeem herself which, obviously wasn’t helping. Of course she didn’t want to make the situation awkward as it already is, albeit in her own way. I mean what are the odds of walking into a friend mid ‘doing’,she just didn’t know how to properly respond to it. Molly became what felt like bright red at the mention of condoms, almost yelling over Jem. [b][color=#adff9f]”Sonny and I [i]weren’t doing the sex![/i]”[/color][/b] Molly all but cried out in desperation to get her friend to understand, even though her words sounded only highly comical when they came out worded like that. Molly was too flustered by the situation to correct herself, however. Yes, she had wanted to talk to Jem and yes, it was all an accident. But all that slipped Molly’s mind that moment. [b][color=#adff9f]“Please explain to her, Sonny,”[/color][/b] Molly asked. By now, Sonny had zipped up his pants and although he didn’t show his embarrassment as much as Molly did, he was thoroughly dying on the inside. Actually, that’s a lie. The weed was finally going through his system and he was pretty composed. Molly and Jem being frantic was delayed and a lot slower than it was in real time. He scratched his stomach blinking at the girls in silence, thinking about what he should eat after he got dressed. When Molly had looked at him pleading for him to fix the misunderstanding, Sonny shrugged, should be easy enough, [color=0076a3][b]“As lovely as Mols is, I like someone else. This is just one of those weird moments… where I’m taking off my pants and she’s taking off her top and then I’m like woah, what are you doing here?”[/b][/color] Was Sonny making sense? He had no idea. Hopefully that explained enough, but if it didn’t, man, he had to explain to… someone... that he wasn’t sexually involved with a dynamite blonde. [b][color=#adff9f]”Yes, thank you, Sonny,”[/color][/b] Molly thanked the man with a nod. [b][color=#adff9f]“Now… Jem, I really did need to talk to you. Mind comin’ with me?”[/color][/b] When the girls got out of the room and into Molly's, it wasn't long before an apologetic Addison popped in, sorry for the whole beer thing. Molly just smiled, shaking her head and telling the dude it was quite okay. It was really sweet of him to come check them out, however. [/indent]