Rebel for the night
Pairing: Hueningkai x reader
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: swearing, mentions of jail, vandalization, my terrible sense of humor
Word count 0.5k
"C'mon!" You scream for the fifth time, patting the damp, moss-taken concrete. It's a high jump that he has to make, more so, his first, but you're fully confident that his long legs can be used for something. "You can do it, I believe in you, babe!" Your boyfriend, standing over six feet tall, does not mimic this assurity.
Kai says, "This was a stupid idea." Stupid? Yes, absolutely. Would you do it again? 100% no questions asked.
A harsh beat of frost-kissed wind slaps your face, threading through your hair, and tinting your cheeks burning red. Kai looks to you, then to the glorious neon-green dick you spray painted upon the wall that you now sit on. Some of your best work. You even bothered to give it tiny pubes, and pretty veins, and a little piercing at its tip. Halfway to drawing the Jacob's ladder up it's shaft, your beloved blaring blue-and-red siren bearing friends were heard approaching.
With a fiendishly wild smile spreading your lips, you say, "If you don't hurry up the cops'll cuff your ass."
"Don't curse," he says, voice strong in comparison to his near-freezing body, his hands frantically rubbing heat into his skin. He looks to you, then to your masterpiece, then to the blaring lights a few minutes behind you. "I hate everything."
You smile. "Pussy bitch!"
He scowls, "I told you not to!"
"Yeah?" You stand, nearly toppling over against the barrading wind and taking a few steps forward, then pivoting and walking back. Kai blanches. "That so?" Sardonic. Completely smug. "Then get up here and make me."
The cops are getting closer, and throwing Kai a middle finger full of love, you sit back down and watch him contemplate, swinging your legs. "Y'know, jail's a bitch. We should leave."
You laugh when his face screws, he doesn't dare to mimic your gesture. "I never wanted to do this!" He has to yell over the wind. "I just wanted some dumplings!" True, true, that was how you coaxed him out of bed at two am in the first place.
"Just jump! The fuck you got those long legs for!" He sweeps his hair out of his face, a useless thing to do. "Look!" You crawl over to the little white bag you left on the far side of the wall, lifting it for him to see. "Got your food!"
His grimace bathes you in a rush of satisfaction. "This is terrifying!"
You smirk, "Scream it with me! Silencio Bruno!"
"You can't be serious."
"Silencio Bruno!" You scream to the wind, the stars. "Scream it, babe! Silencio Bruno!"
Kai suffles from foot to foot, you stretch a hand towards him. "Silencio Bruno," he says in a voice so soft.
You swallow a large gulp of air. "Jump! Silencio Bruno!"
"Silencio Bruno!" His legs shake, but he runs, leaping with all his anxiety-filled might and you catch his hands, his face landing on your thighs, the two of you working to pull him up.
"You did it!" You throw your head back, grinning at him from ear to ear, cheeks hot and aching from the relentless stretch of a smile. You swing your legs to the other side of the wall, peering fondly at the likely dew-slick grass beneath. "You ready for another one?" The sirens are only a few blocks down but you grip the bag in your right hand and Kai's arm in the other. "Let's go! Jump!"
