Snippet #2383424

Beck Hades.

"Beck, are you okay?"

No they are going to find me and kick the living shit out of me. Do I look alright? Tell me th-...

Beck could feel her cool palm upon his, which caused him to raise his face and lock pupils with Elisa's emerald eyes. He could tell that she clearly was extremely worried about him, which being all too honest felt amazing. He wanted her to care for him, treat him like a child despite his dangerous youth appearance, he wanted her to hold him. She never made the move. The blonde slid his fingers between hers and held it softly; though it was the slightest comfort, it had a huge affect.

"You can talk to me, if you want. I don't bite,"

"And have you run for the hills and never come back? Oh no." Though his sentence seemed rather comical the tone which left his lips was just the same sad little voice that he held before. Her face lit up with a smile and so Beck tried to repay her by wiping the salty water from his cheeks. He wished he dared pull her towards him and scoop her up into a hug, it just seemed right but he felt like maybe Elisa would not appreciate his desires.

"Are you still up for my house? I can take you home or to your car or wherever if you'd like,"

He sighed lightly, still holding her hand loosely, expecting the brunette to pull away at any second. "I would rather go to your place then sit and do nothing at home. That is...If I am welcome? Is it not odd to bring a guy home with you?" Beck questioned, though mostly just to try and tease a comment out about their intertwined hands and comforting.

"By the way. Totally called it. You are the moody creative type,"

He heard her state as he slid into the car on the passenger side, unfortunately having to abandon her hand as he did so. A wide familiar devil of a grin grew on his face as he turned to reply. "I'm pretty sure I look like a ultimate sex bomb to you right now and not the little pussy boy I feel like? Right?" The blonde lightly managed a laugh and leaned back in the seat.