you had studied all damn night for that stupid test, and now, you were playing the price. (although, you had aced the test !!) you had dragged your feet all throughout the day, and had tried to decline when Vance had asked you to come out with him and his buddies tonight. they wanted to break some TVs they found in an alleyway just a bit past Grab-N-Go.

Sadly, Vance didn't take kindly to the rejection. and had underlaid his next words with a threat along the lines of: "it wasn't up for debate." so, here you were, sluggishly following behind the group of 4, including Vance, as they playfully shoved and threw stones at walls and windows alike.

You tried to slowly cut yourself off, taking slower steps in hopes of being able to slip away, or saying you had to pee. But Vance would always call you back the moment you deemed good enough to slink off.

Finally, when it seemed the group had gotten it out of their system and began slip off on their own time back to their homes, you also waved your goodbyes and hurried off.

Surprisingly, Vance followed. without a word, had slipped behind you and thrown you over onto his back, letting your instincts do the rest ― now, he was giving you a piggyback ride? he only soothed your worries with quiet coos and before you knew it, you were slump against his back, legs wrapped around his hips, and arms around his shoulders.

it was silent before he finally spoke up, making your eyes flutter. "y'know how worried you make me?.. i mean, you laggin' behind like that. thought you were gonna flop on the pavement if you didn't rest."