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willowbreit:

“Satisfactory,” she breathed, leaning in to press her lips to his neck.

Jeremy tilted his head to the side to give her a better angle, his hand sliding around to her back and pressing her even closer to him.

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willowbreit:

Willow shivered despite the relatively warm night as his hands slipped beneath her shirt, one of her hands sliding to the side of his face. She groaned as she ground her hips against his, heart beating a mile a minute.

Jeremy pulled away slightly, leaning his forehead against hers. “Better?” he asked, his breathing heavy.

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willowbreit:

Willow’s eyes widened as he pulled her against him, her breath catching in her throat as her back met the ledge. They were nearly at eye level, thanks to her heels, and she wound her arms around his neck as he closed the distance between them. One of her hands slid up into his hair as she ran her tongue over his bottom lip, and she tried to ignore the slight tingle that ran down her spine. 

Jeremy tangled his tongue with hers, his fingers slipping just under the hem of her shirt and brushing bare skin. He moved impossibly closer to her, his hips pressing harder against hers while one of his hands traveled further up under her shirt.

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jeremydoherty:

Jeremy raised an eyebrow, then leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. “There,” he said after he pulled away. “Now we’re even.”

Willow opened her mouth to protest, but instead a smirk rose to her lips. “That was kind of shitty.”

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Jeremy's eyes darkened, and he grabbed Willow by the hips and pulled her flush against him before pinning her against the ledge they were standing by. He dipped his head down and hovered just over her lips for a few moments to build up the tension, then pressed his lips hard against hers.

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willowbreit:

“I try not to be,” she shrugged, glancing back over at him. “Sorry about kissing you, by the way.”

Jeremy raised an eyebrow, then leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. “There,” he said after he pulled away. “Now we’re even.”

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willowbreit:

“You didn’t want to think about it that way,” she shrugged, turning to look back over the ledge. “It’s easier to think someone’s a bitch than to wonder why.”

“True,” he said, biting the inside of his cheek. “Maybe you’re not so bad after all, Breit.”

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willowbreit:

Willow turned to face him, somewhat sad look on her face. “I thought of all people you might’ve been able to figure it out,” she started, pulling a lighter out of her pocket, hand returning to hang at her side. “Look at me, Jeremy. What friends do I have? I throw these crazy parties thinking that everyone showing up at my doorstep thinks I’m cool and wants to be friends with me. But look at me now. Who’s up here with me? Fucking no one.” Willow shook her head, eyes dropping to the ground. “Parties seem like ‘my thing’ because I’ve tried so hard to make it look like that. It’s like–buying friends with alcohol. Everyone loves you in those couple hours the party lasts, but then it’s all over. That’s the deal.”

Jeremy’s eyebrows went up in surprise, his mouth slightly open as he listened to her. “Shit. I never thought about it that way.”

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noellescott:

“I don’t know how I’m supposed to go on with my running buddy on the west coast,” she teased, bottom lip catching on her teeth. “I guess I’m just worried I’ll be homesick.”

“We can FaceTime on our morning runs,” he joked, nudging her with his shoulder. “I think everyone worries about that, but it’s like the first step towards living on our own. You still get to go back for breaks and have your parents do your laundry while living with a bunch of people you don’t know and having a little more freedom for the rest of the year.”

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willowbreit:

Willow laughed, shaking her head as she flicked a pebble off of the ledge. “Emphasis on the ‘kind of.’”

“Well, you just became about fifteen percent more interesting,” he said, smirk playing at his lips. “So what’s the deal?”

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willowbreit:

Willow looked at him thoughtfully. “You’re a good friend,” she said simply, following his gaze out over the buildings. 

Jeremy shrugged, glancing over at her. “Why’re you up here? Aren’t parties kind of your thing?”

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noellescott:

“USC’s kinda far, don’t cha think?” she mused, pursing her lips.

“That’s kind of the appeal. I mean, Brooklyn’s looking to move out that way too and my brother’s already in Michigan. The only thing that I’ll actually miss about New York is you,” he said with a shrug. “What’s keeping you here?”

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willowbreit:

“I have a couple questions. If you don’t like parties, why’d you come? Why can’t you leave?” she asked, counting her questions off on her fingers. 

“Brooklyn wanted to come drown his sorrows and I don’t trust his choice in designated drivers. There, two birds one stone.” He leaned his forearms on the edge of the roof, looking out over the city. “Somebody’s gotta watch out for his irresponsible ass.”

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jeremydoherty:

Jeremy recognized the voice right away and almost took off down the stairs again, but remembering that there was nowhere else to go besides the party, he sighed and walked towards the edge of the roof and, unfortunately, Willow. “I must’ve pissed off someone really powerful with the luck I’m having tonight,” he said finally, leaning his back against the ledge.

Willow frowned and leaned back against the ledge, watching as he neared her. “You seem like you have the potential to be an ass, so I wouldn’t be surprised if you did. What’s got your panties in a twist? Seeing me?” she offered, cocking her head to the side.

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"Oh, I can definitely be an ass when I want to be," he said, his voice taking on a joking tone. "I'm not that into parties and the roof was my escape plan, but I can't leave and I'm sure as hell not going back so you're surprisingly not the worst option right now."

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brooklynreeves:

Brooklyn shook his head slowly, a half-hearted smile on his lips. “You’re telling me.”

Jeremy looked at his watch and took a step to the side. “I’m gonna take a shortcut through the library, but I’ll catch you at lunch, yeah?”

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noellescott:

“Yeah, for real. Be happy you only have two months to go while I have a whole year to suffer through.”

“One more year and you can come join me at USC,” he grinned, shooting her a wink.

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willowbreit:

Willow jumped as she heard the rock rolling across the roof, a plume of smoke spilling from her lips as she turned to find the source of the movement. “Hello?” she called, making out the figure of a boy, though she couldn’t tell who exactly he was. 

Jeremy recognized the voice right away and almost took off down the stairs again, but remembering that there was nowhere else to go besides the party, he sighed and walked towards the edge of the roof and, unfortunately, Willow. “I must’ve pissed off someone really powerful with the luck I’m having tonight,” he said finally, leaning his back against the ledge.

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As soon as Brooklyn was otherwise occupied, Jeremy slipped out of the party and started wandering through the halls of the unfamiliar apartment building. He came across a door labeled “Roof Access” and pulled on it, the door easily opening for him. He jogged up the stairs and nudged the next door open -- already propped open with a rock -- and his eyes fell on the lone figure up there, leaning over the ledge of the roof. Curious, Jeremy walked closer, accidentally kicking a stone the rest of the way across the roof.