be my maybe, my almost, my something (a rodrick x regina older!fic) - CHAPTER TWELVE 👚 🤍
rating: m tropes/tags: another flashback teen!regina chapter :) excerpt:
Regina would never admit it out-loud, but she hadn’t stopped thinking about their kiss for the entire weekend. She couldn’t stop thinking about the softness of Rodrick’s hair between her fingers, the weight of his hands around her hips, the way his words broke between his teeth - desperate and breathless.
She tossed her third or fourth outfit on the bed, pouting. Rodrick was due to come over in the next hour and she didn’t know what to wear. Regina settled her hands on her hips. God. This was annoying. It was the weekend. She didn’t need to think so hard on the weekend. There was nobody to impress.
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