you and nat were undefined. a situationship. not so much friends with benefits, but that too.

that’s why it was so difficult for natalie to finally ask you out after months of hand-holding and making out with you against the lockers and nat’s hands grasping at your hips and clothes.

but, she did it.

and here you two were.

sitting in the mall at one of the booths in the food court, surrounded by loud chattering people and music from each individual food counter. nat has her arm slung over the back of the booth seat, fingers rubbing soothing circles against your shoulder silently. you, on the other hand..

you’re surrounded by evidence from your shopping spree. clothes, jewelry, makeup… the gist. the shopping bags are tucked carefully between you and nat, settled at your legs under the table while a cigarette dangles between two fingers— also under the table.

yeah, yeah, yeah. nat knows about the no smoking signs, but how could she ignore that adorable face you made when you asked if she had any spare smokes? your eyes were so pretty and sparkly when she gave you the cigarette.

occasionally, nat makes a non-commital, low grunt in the back of her throat. that’s how you know she wants a drag— and you happily let her take one whenever she needs. on the other hand, you whine quietly when you want a turn of the smoke, and natalie wants to kiss you instead.

it’s nat’s turn with the smoke now, and while she’s taking a nice, long drag, a guy in baggy jeans and low bangs approaches you. nat stays silent as usual, but she shoots a wary glance his way. could he not see nat’s arm very clearly slung around you? and how the two of you were clearly on a date?

nonetheless, he mutters a low “can i get your number? you’re cute.”

nat is quietly seething beside you. she turns to you, eyes narrowed and lips pulled into a clear sneer despite the cigarette still pressed between them. she wants to see what you’ll say.

if you tell him “yeah, sure, i’ll give you my number,” nat will bend you over the seat right here and show the both of you how fucking pissed she is.

if you give him a polite “no, i’m on a date with this girl beside me,”..

um, nat will probably do the same.

anyhow, she stays turned to you— waiting for you to respond to him.