madsvandenberg:
“yet you’re lying right to my face, regardless.” he entertains the idea, the smugness could be seen on his features, often lead by the story written in his own head than whatever other inputs given by those around him. “predictable.” no matter how far gone he could be, mads couldn’t have possibly fell into that trap, as appealing as the water was, in the end, it was all more so about the principle of the matter. “am i your second favourite because i’m smarter?” he inquires, yet lets his gaze scan his surroundings very quickly for his sister’s presence. as long as he wasn’t caught, then that would be his word against leo’s. with a half smirk stretching out his lips, mads gives a short shake of his head and steps closer once more, tempting almost. “no liquid courage needed. how about you give me a good reason to get all wet instead?”
𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐆 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 of danger. he could burn her if she got too close to him; but it’s the unknown that he brings and the way her heart hammers in her chest that has her sticking around, even with all the red flags that go up around them. “ you’re my second favorite BECAUSE brinley would have gotten in by NOW . ” she muses, raising a hand out of the water and flicking droplets of water at the boy. she keeps her hand out of the pool, instead lowering two digits and keeping three raised . “ how about a GAME instead ? ” she counters, wiggling her three fingers , “ never have i ever . you LOSE and you have to come in . you WIN and i’ll pull myself out of the pool and take a shot of your CHOICE with you . ”
