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This fucking guy. Kaz hated a lot of things in this world, most things if he was being real. But Heather? Was not one of them. He just hated the way he wanted to simp whenever this hunk of a man was around. Especially when he called the son of Acat any form of ‘my’ and ‘pretty’; though he would never admit it. With his lips squished that had Kaz’s face looking like a puffed out fish, all of the anger from the guys before pushed out of him just like the words he said squeezed out of the tiny hole he had from Heather’s firm hold. “I would kill them for you. Anyone bumps into you again they gonna catch these fuckin’ chains and the fucking curb.” And this gun, but that was obvious as he heather was currently grinding against it *and* him. Which was… to say the least, keeping him from moving away from the hold he was in. “Don’t lie, you'd love to see me do that shit.”
Another thing Kaz hated, was admitting that Heather had a way of making him forget about everything else. Sometimes, that gaze would pull him in so hard not a single other thing in the room mattered.
Hate number three at this point, but even being stared at-the bane of his existence-if it was Heather? Suddenly it would have him blushing under his thick makeup, something he was thankful covered it up every time. The heat in his lips probably gave him away though as he welcomed the plump lips that he was craning his whole neck for. Giving in immediately and only pretending to push him on the chest after Heather pulled back. Even still the goth’s arm was holding onto him so tight it was obvious he didn’t want Heather to move an inch…. Well maybe an inch.. Into him… but that’s besides the point.
“What should I be saving my energy for, then? You?” With a smirk Kaz wove fingers in the back of Heather’s hair, forcing his cute fucking smiled face (thought with animosity in the best way) to bend down to Kaz’s level, a shit eating grin on his face. “Wanna tussle? You can beat me up instead.” With his makeup on, Kaz was confident; didn’t mind being so fucking bold. It helped that this was heather; There were never any expectations with him, they could joke about it, or actually do it, and either way was always fun.