the night was cold in the kind of way that made billie tuck herself even closer into your side with her hand slipping into the back pocket of your jeans like it belonged there. fog machines hissed in the distance and the orange glow of jackolanterns flickered as screams echoed from the haunted maze nearby

you were dressed lowkey with a baggy hoodie, rings on your fingers, the kind of chill comfort that balanced out billies ripped misfits shirt with her hair tied back just messily enough to look intentional. her smile was wide, sharp under the neon lights and the thrill of the scare event buzzing through her

“i swear if some dude in a mask jumps out at me then im throwing you at him” she muttered while pulling you toward the next attraction

this made you laugh slightly “good to know im just your human shield now”

“you knew what you signed up for babe but if you protect me i might owe you something later” she smirked then looked up at you with her eyes catching in the flicker of fake lightning above

your eyebrows went up some “is that a threat or a promise?”

“why not both?”