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ginazmemeoir · 2 years
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Baby Garuda Experiences Childhood Trauma
“Why are they so mean to me maa?” asked Garuda, sniffling, tears streaming down his furry face and sliding down his beak. The nagas, his cousins and half-brothers, had told him that they would play with him, but had then instead coiled themselves around his body, constricting his limbs and his neck in an attempt to suffocate him to death. Red marks had formed wherever they had coiled, a few of his feathers were broken, and his arms were still sore. Vinata, applying ointment to his wounds, instead chose silence. Why, why did she ever agree to bet on that stupid horse? Why did she agree to wager her and her son’s life, all over her pride? Why did she choose eternal servitude to her sister and her children, when the matter could’ve ended then and there?
Ages ago, Vinata and her sister Kadru had bet over whether Ucchaishravas, the king of horses and Lord Indra’s mount, was actually all white or not. Kadru had argued that he had a black hair in his tail while Vinata had disagreed, knowing for a fact that Kadru was wrong. But come the day of the bet, the horse magically had a black tail! Suspecting foul play, she accused Kadru of cheating, but failed to prove it. Bound to her word, Vinata had to become her sister’s slave, and her son was thus born into slavery.
Vinata wanted to kill those nagas. She wanted to boil them alive and make Kadru watch, just the same way she was made to watch each time they tormented her son. But all she could do was cry at night, exhausted from donning her armour throughout the day, just to stay strong for her son, for they were the only ones there for each other here in Nagaloka, the abode of the nagas. Having finished applying the salve, and trying not to maintain eye contact with him, she said,
“Beta, they are your cousins. I am sure they meant no harm, its just they are used to playing rough. Next time they invite you over to play, just say no.”
“But I have no other friend mother. They say that slaves aren’t supposed to have friends.”
Garuda’s words shocked Vinata. She could not believe that someone could expel such vitriol through their words and their actions, that too on an innocent child. Slamming the bowl down, she sat on the ground and made Garuda sit in her lap, hugging him. They sat like this for a while, as Vinata kissed his cheeks and thought of what to say next.
“Garuda, you listen very carefully to me now son. In life, we are the only ones responsible for our dignity – we are the only ones who can decide what will hurt us, and what won’t; we get to decide who hurts us, and who doesn’t. We give that power to those we love and trust, and in life there might be moments where that trust would be misplaced. Your aunt and cousins are one of them. They try to drag us down, because we refuse to be dragged down to their levels. ”
Garuda looked at his mother in awe. Despite her conditions, and despite the way her sister treated her, Garuda had never once seen her mother appear miserable, carrying herself in a way that even a thousand Kadrus couldn’t manage to do. He wanted to be just like her when he grew up.
“Pay no heed to those lying snakes. They are just jealous that you get to fly, while all they can do is burrow inside the earth like worms. Each time they try to hurt you, protect yourself. We might not start fights, but we don’t back away from one either. Protect your honour with all your might beta, for I might not always be there with you.”
“Rich words coming from a slave.” Kadru interjected, standing outside their room. Bedecked with jewels and wearing a shimmering silk sari, Kadru looked every inch the Mother of the Nagas. Vinata wanted to rip out her vocal cords. “Come on slave, its time for my massage. And tell your abominable son to cook food for my children.”
Placing Garuda on the ground and standing up, Vinata bowed and said, “Devi, Garuda is sick today. He appears to have caught a skin infection after being bit by a spider. Besides, the food made by a child might not suit the kumaras’ nutritional needs. I request you to grant him leave for today, so he can recover and serve you better, my ladyship.” Both knew what had happened to Garuda, but while one remained indifferent, the other had to stay mum. Saying those words made Vinata want to vomit. Each day, she, the wife of a saptarishi and a daughter of the first Prajapati, sold her pride to save her son. She had no other option however, and until she found a way to outsmart Kadru, she would do whatever it took to shield her son wherever she could.
“Fine. Then tell him to keep a watch on the cows. That’s the least your pathetic chick can do.” Patting her thigh, Kadru gestured Vinata to follow her. Wiping her hands on a cloth, Vinata was about to leave when Garuda grabbed her hand and said in a small, determined voice, “I will free us mother. I will free us of this curse and I will punish the nagas, and we will go someplace they would never be able to hurt us. Someplace where we will be always together.”
“Leave that to me. All you need to worry about is being a little boy.” Planting a kiss on his forehead and ruffling his head, Vinata left.
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the-paris-of-people · 3 years
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For the fic requests? I just love Ben and Devi when they're bantering! Maybe something with that? I need something light and happy until season 3 lol
“Boom! I finished my homework in record time, suck on that, Gross!”
“You’re kidding yourself, Devi,” Ben smirked. “I already finished my homework thirty minutes ago.”
“Joke’s on you,” Devi folded her arms and leaned back onto his headboard. “I finished my English extra credit assignment too.”
“Damnit,” Ben curses under his breath, then exhales to calm himself down. Not to brag, but he learned mindfulness techniques from an exclusive Zoom workshop by… Oh, wait. This was his narration. He didn’t need to brag. “Well whatever, I beat you in the debate tournament today so technically, I was just letting you catch up.”
“You’re just jealous because you know I’m more efficient than you.” Devi turns up her cute little nose triumphantly, and Ben’s heart bursts in his chest.
“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to watch a few episodes of Keeping Up with the Kardashians to reward myself for a job well done.”
“Again, Devi?” Ben groans. He usually found her reality TV obsession and colorful commentary endearing, but this was her fourth rewatch of the week. Vanderpump Rules was way better, but she refused to watch it because of how much he mentioned he’d been to her restaurant. (Whoops, here he was mentioning it again. Maybe he did bring it up too much) “You know, Khloe’s not that great. She ate way too many crab puffs at my dad’s holiday party for his clients.”
“You housed two double doubles right after school today.”
“Hey, I need that protein to stay jacked!”
“Whatever, dude. Anyway, can I watch here on my laptop while you scroll Rick and Morty theories?”
“Oh, yeah, sure,” Ben blinks. Why didn’t Devi want to watch with him? Coming up with Rick and Morty theories was something he did when he got lonely, and well… he wasn’t alone right now. He didn’t want peruse Reddit by himself when he could have been hanging out with her, babbling about how Kris Jenner was the ideal businesswoman. “Sorry, I didn’t realize you wanted to watch alone, I can get out of your hair if you need…” He turns over to get his laptop and leave when Devi senses his hurt and rests her hand on his arm.
“Ben, you don’t have to leave,” Devi softens a bit as she sits up in bed. Her eyes widen as she speaks, her voice fluctuating up and down. As annoying as she could be, Ben loved listening to her talk. Whether she was angry, sad, happy, or annoyed, she was always vibrant and lively. Ben, a quiet, lonely kid most of the time, loved being around that energy. “I just thought you wouldn’t want to watch because you don’t like it.”
“I’ll still watch with you, Devi,” A wave of affection comes over him as he watches her blush. He seizes onto his emotions, weaves his hands in Devi’s hair and presses a deep kiss into her forehead. She stutters after, and he’s happy and embarrassed at the same time. He doesn’t know what’s gotten into him. He’d never been so affectionate with Shira, but then again, he didn’t have the same level of feelings he held for Devi. He’d known her all his life and he never expected to like her the way he’d started to in the past couple months, even though she made some, dare we say, questionable decisions. Now even with all her shenanigans, he couldn’t even imagine life with her when she left for India in a couple weeks. “Who else will I go to for colorful commentary on Kim’s social media presence when you move at the end of the semester?”
“Why are you so nice to me?” Devi’s voice cracks as she plays with the corner of his silk pillowcase. Ben conceals his surprise as tears gush out her eyes. It’s okay, he rationalized, calming his initial worry down. She was probably going through a lot, with spreading her dad’s ashes and moving to India and leaving everything she knew behind. Ben wouldn’t be handling it the news well if he was her, too. “All I do is trash your In N Out order and rub my homework efficiency skills in your face.”
“Devi, you deserve someone who’s nice to you.” He assures, and he really means it. She could be difficult and capricious, but she was kind, caring, and felt deeply, just like he did. She deserved to be with someone who treated her well. Ben couldn’t wait to be that person, even as she moved across the world. He was already ordering going away gifts for things she couldn’t get in India and learned how to make the Meat Lover’s Omelet for her and had Patty set up care packages he could send her the first week she was there. He wanted to be a good boyfriend to her. “And honestly… I like that we challenge each other the way we do. Remember how many trash bags we filled up yesterday?”
“Honestly we turned that damn park into Walden Pond,” Devi sniffled and wiped her tears with her sweater sleeve. Ben pats away the rest as more come and smiles softly at her. “But I definitely filled up more than you.”
“Eh, I’ll let you have it. Although there’s no way all those headshots could’ve filled up an entire trash bag.”
“Shut up, Ben you know I beat you,” Devi laughs hoarsely through her snot and punches him in the arm. She calms down for a moment, then leans forward and kisses him again through her damp eyes. Ben holds her closely to him and gives her another kiss on the forehead . Devi lets out a little noise of happiness and pulls up the Kardashians on her laptop. He loved holding her like this, and wanted to cherish every moment of their time before she left- that is, until he sees he’s trying to convert her to a Kardashian lover.
“Seriously, Devi? We’re going back to season one?”
“You need to understand their origin stories!”
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randommusingsstuff · 3 years
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Why Ben and Devi are Endgame (Meta)
At the heart of every rom-com, it always comes down to this: what does the protagonist truly want? 
Why Devi and Paxton Don’t Work
In the season 2 finale, Devi triumphantly says “So, I guess I'm Paxton Hall-Yoshida’s girlfriend now”. She got what she thought she wanted at the start of her journey, only it’s not what she wants anymore. 
Although Devi cares for Paxton, she views him as a status symbol. Paxton, for all his growth, still sees himself as cooler than her. And no, he was not just embarrassed because she cheated on him. Before he knew she was cheating, he invited his friends on their first date and refused to call her his girlfriend. In the finale, it once again takes someone else to point out that he shouldn’t blow her off. As Devi and Paxton walk into the dance, he gives his friends a sheepish look while they judge him. Not only does he still have lingering feelings of embarrassment, his friends’ reactions suggest turbulence ahead for their relationship. 
There is also a lack of communication between Paxton and Devi. They have a magical kiss by the window, and makeout sessions afterwards, but they don't actually talk about their relationship in that elapsed time. Devi makes the assumption that they are together and Paxton doesn’t articulate what he wants until it is forced out of him. 
What can we conclude from this? Paxton is a great character, but he is not the one for Devi. They have differing interests and goals, a lack of communication and they do not see each other for their true worth. 
Can the writers surmount all of these issues to give them an endgame? Yes, but it would require fundamentally changing who Devi and Paxton are. 
Why Devi and Ben Work
In episode 1 of season 2, Devi wants to pick Ben but her friends talk her out of it. This is crucial to understanding why they belong together: her gut instinct has already revealed the truth. She had both guys vying for her and she wanted Ben. Just by this one fact alone, we can infer that Devi’s relationship with Ben was more meaningful to her than her pursuit of Paxton in season 1.
When it’s revealed that Devi is two-timing the boys, Paxton is hurt but Ben is devastated. Paxton likes her, but Ben connected with her on a deeper emotional level. Devi follows Paxton out of the party, which is understandable because he is the one walking away. Again, this is cleverly hinting at their communication styles. Paxton wants to avoid the situation and Ben wants to talk about it. From Ben’s perspective, Paxton is the guy she has wanted for so long and he is the second choice. 
Throughout the season, Ben never considers the fact that Devi could want him over Paxton, which is equal parts sad and infuriating. Her therapist asks what she wants more than anything and she says Ben. In context, it’s a comical line, but it’s also Devi revealing her truth. Like she does at the beginning of the season, she makes a choice and it’s Ben. She pursues Ben romantically before Paxton even though Paxton is the one more willing to forgive her. 
It takes Ben longer to forgive her, and yet he is still there for her when she needs help. The little things he does like give her advice about Aneesa and make her feel better about Paxton’s rejection all show Devi’s ability to be vulnerable with Ben. 
As an aside, they had the opportunity to show Devi being vulnerable with Paxon but didn’t take it. In episode 8 of season 2, Paxton sees Devi crying and she reveals that she got into a really bad fight with Eleanor. I was thinking: here it is, here is the moment that Paxton finally helps Devi with her problems... but no. His response is “seems like you’re in a fight with lots of people” and the conversation quickly shifts to her apologizing and helping him yet again. Devi is able to open up to Ben and be supported by him in a way that she can’t with Paxton.
Before I talk about the finale, which is arguably the biggest point in Ben and Devi’s favour, I want to look at the season overall. The entire story arc is Ben and Devi wanting to be together but constantly running into roadblocks in the form of Eleanor/Fabiola, Paxton and Aneesa. It was so alarmingly obvious they belonged together after season 1, that the writers had to find ways to forcibly separate them for the time being. It’s important for Ben and Devi’s relationship that she dates Paxton first. If she had been allowed to go for Ben, they would have had to explore Devi wondering what she missed out on. When Devi and Ben do get their happy ending, it will be because Devi has realized that Paxton is not the person for her. 
In the finale of season 2, we get 3 crucial scenes from Devi and Ben. The first is the bathroom scene which reaffirms Devi’s ability to be vulnerable with Ben and his ability to support her (something she doesn’t have with Paxton). The second is their tension-filled scene at the dance where they longingly stare at each other. This directly contrasts the scene in episode 8, where Devi tries to reframe her mindset and stop seeing Ben as someone she is attracted to. Here, it becomes apparent that she is unable to stop thinking about him in a romantic way despite actively trying. 
The third scene is basically Eleanor saying “you dummy, she wanted to choose you!”. The writers intentionally reference the pros-cons scene from episode 1, re-affirming that Devi wants Ben. The only reason they are not together is because he is not an option. 
Then we get the line “it wasn’t always him”. Many Devi and Paxton fans believe her choice was Ben, but he took too long and now it’s too late. But when has it ever been too late for a main love interest in a rom-com? Mindy Kaling is a rom-com savant, and she knows as well as I do that it’s only ever “too late” for douchey guys who do not acknowledge the self-worth of the heroine. That’s not Ben though, he has always seen Devi for who she is. 
The heartbreak on Ben’s face is infinitely worse than Paxton’s voicemail at the end of season 1, although these scenes are meant to parallel each other. Devi and Paxton are two people who like each other but do not work as a long-term relationship. Ben and Devi are two people who work as a long-term relationship but never acknowledge their feelings for each other at the right time. It’s a tragedy just waiting to be rectified in season 3.
Season 3 Predictions
Now that I've given my analysis on why Devi and Ben are meant to be, here are some predictions I have on the Devi-Ben-Paxton love triangle for season 3.
Fabiola/Eleanor will be the ones to help Devi act on her true feelings for Ben. This one is a no-brainer for me. After sabotaging their chance to be happy in the first place, Fabiola and Eleanor will decide that they want their friend to be happy and set things right. It will also parallel Ben mending their friendship in season 1.
Paxton and Devi will have some sweet moments in the first half of the season, but not without their issues. The lack of communication and their respective status (the way they view each other) will cause them to fight. They will break-up mid-season, but the ending will leave hope for reconciliation.
On that note, I do not think they will kill the love triangle. Even though we will likely see Devi confessing her feelings for Ben and saying that she wanted to choose him all along, this is still a TV show. Contentious love triangles = buzz and money.
Ben and Aneesa will break up by mid-season, but probably earlier. Ben will find it hard to be in a relationship with Aneesa as he grapples with his feelings for Devi.
Ben will be a pillar of support to Devi as she navigates how to be a girlfriend. It’s the classic trope of the guy helping the girl win over the man of her dreams, only to realize that the person she wants is right in front of her.
 Devi and Ben’s friendship and lingering feelings will culminate in an epic finale confession and kiss. Everything that they were unable to say to each other last season will be spoken aloud in season 3.
Ben and Devi are soulmates, drawn to each other and unable to avoid their feelings. I can’t wait for them to take over my life again next year.
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cupcakesandtv · 3 years
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I'm sorry but I just have to say this, Ben Gross' stans are the naivest ones to exist. Probably not the right word but still. He's rich, kind of popular? Since he's dating Shira for clout? And if I'm being honest he's kind of attractive too but still mans got no friends. Why? BECAUSE HE'S SUCH AN ASSHOLE. You're telling me, he got a solo episode and threw himself a fucking pity party because HE'S LONELY? He's an asshole and a jerk and that's HIS FAULT. His parents love him and the privilege he has is INSANE. He bullied Devi ALL ALONG. Don't even get me started with the "I wish the Nazi's would kill Ben". If Ben had kept his mouth shut and not provoked Devi. She wouldn't have even said it in the first place. All he does is provoke Devi. Remember the first episode where he goes running up to her just to call her an 'unfuckable nerd'? I just don't understand how people pitied him after all the shit he's done just because he couldn't go to some basket ball match for which he had courtside seats. The Bevi stan's calling their interactions as "friendly banters" is even more pathetic. Nothing of what Devi said even affected Ben in any way. But everything what Ben said affected Devi so much. Gave her hallucinations, she'd tell her therapist so much about him. Also Devi once went crying saying "I just want to be a normal teenager who isn't called mean names".. well wasn't Ben the one getting the whole school to call her UN? Ben could make a move on Devi twice at a party.. when his girlfriend was at the same party but not help her when she fell in the pool? She fell in HIS POOL, at his party. It's so annoying how all this was forgotten just because he has no friends.. and why is that? Because he's a mean rich boy. Yeah ok he gave Devi a place to stay in his mansion and drove her at the speed of a snail so she wouldn't miss her dads ashes.. but he only did that because she asked him? El and Fab weren't talking to her.. Paxton was hurt with all what Nalini said so he wasn't talking to Devi too. So Devi only went up to Ben and randomly just asked him.
Also Not the Ben stan's coming at Paxton and calling him a player when their fav tried cheating on his girlfriend twice and he actually cheated on her by making out with Devi in the season finale. They tryna justify Ben cheating saying his girlfriend didn't treat him right? Well he openly admitted he's dating her for clout!! In conclusion, Ben is over ratted and over sympathized.
sweetie. I only had time to skim this but i feel pretty confident that I agree with what you're saying.
Paxton rules, Ben sucks, people are gonna say wacky things. I'm just gonna be over here waiting for the show to ruin my guy, Paxton, meaning I'll have to write fix it fic.
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monstrous-femme · 4 years
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Post season 1 Daxton fic? Summertime pool party?
Summer in the Air, Bodies In the Heat 
(or read it on ao3 here)
The last time Devi Vishwakumar had been this close to a pool, she’d fallen into it.
But that wasn’t going to happen this time. She had a hot boyfriend, her old friends were back, and she was wearing the cutest one-piece Old Navy had had to offer, courtesy of her mom saying that bikinis were just underwear with less fabric and she would not let her daughter leave the house in one.  
Everything was coming up Devi.
Even if the boyfriend wasn’t who she’d been expecting.
She looked across the pool at Ben, who was chatting with Trent and gesturing broadly with his beer. Devi never thought she’d be the one elevating her boyfriend’s social status, but she was the reason Trent and Paxton had come to Ben’s party. In fact, almost everyone here was a friend of hers. Fabiola and Eleanor had brought along their partners, and a few more of the popular kids had shown up because Paxton was there. It wasn’t a rager, but it was the sort of high school pool party Devi had always assumed she’d be invited to once she was popular and desirable. She sat down with her legs dangling into the pool, kicked at the warm water, and sighed.
 “What’s up, Vishwakumar?” Paxton asked, climbing out of the pool to sit next to her. He shook his head, sending drips of chlorinated water all over Devi.
 “Not much, Hall-Yoshida.”
 Paxton tilted his head. “Mmm. No. Doesn’t work as well with a hyphenated name.”
 “Guess not.”
 “Seems like your boy over there is getting along with Trent.”
 Right. Because Ben, not the incredibly athletic Adonis with the easy smile sitting next to her, was her boy. Friend, she added in her mind. He was her boyfriend, ever since the day after Malibu, when he showed up at her house saying he’d broken up with Shira, and he looked so eager and vulnerable and her mom was smiling at him and she thought, why not?
 Ben Gross made sense. Neck in neck for top of the class, Ivy-league bound, and already in her mom’s good graces. Devi never would have been allowed to go to a boyfriend’s pool party if Paxton was the boyfriend in question.
 “Yeah, wonder how long that’s gonna last.”
 “Not long, from the looks at it.” Paxton leaned closer and pointed. His shoulder brushed against Devi, sending a jolt through her body. “See? Gross has that scrunched up look he gets when he’s trying not to correct someone. I give him ten seconds.”
 “You don’t know him as well as I do.”
 “Oh yeah?”
 Devi smirked. “He’s not gonna make it five.”
 “Ten bucks?”
 “No way. My mom doesn’t give me that kind of cash. I’ll bet you three quarters and that broken monkey keychain at the bottom of my backpack.”
 “Lil D, you’ve got yourself a deal.”
 They shook on it.
 “Okay, so that was already like three seconds—don’t look at me like that, Devi, I’m not going to let you cheat—so it’s four, fi—”
 Paxton didn’t even make it through the word “five” before Ben had started gesturing earnestly, causing Trent’s arms to cross and his eyebrows to scrunch together.
 “Ha!” Devi laughed. “Pay up, loser.”
 “But what can I possibly give you that’s equivalent to a broken monkey keychain?”
 “Um, excuse me, that keychain has an emotional value of seven million dollars and eighty-three cents.”
 “How about—” Paxton dug through the pockets of his swimsuit (and hey, why did guys get pockets on swimsuits?) and pulled out their contents. “Okay, um, a rubber band, some lint, and a stick of gum that you probably shouldn’t actually put in your mouth.”
 Mouth. Shit, now she was thinking about mouths—was she looking at his mouth? Was he looking at her mouth? That kiss a few months ago had been nothing—it wasn’t like Paxton had followed up on it in any way—so why was he looking at her mouth?
 “Um, yeah, that’s fine. I mean, you still owe me the seventy-five cents, but—”
 Paxton laughed and clapped her on the shoulder. “I’m good for it. Take it easy, Devi.”
 “Yeah, I will—I mean, you too—”
 “Ho-ly shit.” Paxton was no longer listening. He leaned forward, starting at Ben and Trent. “Is Gross going in for the kiss?”
 “What? No way. Ben’s not—”
 But he was. Ben was leaning towards Trent with the same anger-turned-intensity-turned-arousal that he used to look at Devi with. Ben, her boyfriend, who she’d always assumed was straighter than like, Jonah Hill or whoever, was leaning in as though he were about to kiss—Trent? Trent, the guy who thought that bananas were a root vegetable?
 “He’s pulling back.” Paxton turned to look at Devi. “Thank God. That would have been awkward. Since you two—”
 Devi was already scrambling for her phone. Are u hot for Trent???
 She could see Ben pull out his phone and look at it.
 No, I am obviously not “hot for Trent,” what are you talking about?
 You almost kissed him!
 No I didn’t!
 You think I don’t know wut u look like when you’re about to kiss someone?
 Are you really accusing me of trying to cheat on you with Trent?
 You should do it.
 What?
 If you want to. I think—I think if we want to kiss other people, maybe we should listen to that.
 What?
 Never mind, just a dumb idea, I don’t know what I was talking about.
 Oh my god. You want to kiss him don’t you?
 Trent? Ew, no!
 Not Trent, you idiot. Paxton. I can see you two all cozied up next to each other. Maybe we should just be friends. I can tell who you really want to be with.
 Are you accusing me of cheating on you?
 Well? Should we break up?
 What?
 If I kissed Trent, would you kiss Paxton?
 WHAT?
 Stop staring at your phone and look up, dummy.
 Devi looked up, and across the pool, Ben had put his hands on opposite sides of Trent’s face and was pulling him in. Trent looked confused, but after a laugh he put his hands on Ben’s waist. It was a short kiss, nothing more than a peck except for the thoughtful look on both of their faces as they separated.
 “Wow.” Paxton took a deep breath. “I did not see that coming. Devi, I’m really sorry. I wouldn’t have invited Trent if I’d thought—”
 “Can I kiss you?”
 “What?”
 “It’s just, I’ve been really wanting to kiss you again for a long time, and if Ben can kiss other people—and we just broke up over text like, half a second ago, and I really like him better as a friend and academic rival who I hate sometimes, and—”
 “Yeah.” Paxton’s voice was as soft as water, rippling in the wind.
 “Yeah?”
 “Yeah.” He gave a half-smile. “You can kiss me.”
 Devi leaned in as far as she dared. Paxton slid his fingers up her arms, gently pulling her in by the shoulders. His lips met hers, soft and firm. Her whole body lit up with electricity. She was swimming, fast and furious through an ocean that no longer threatened to engulf her. Her fingers brushed against his chest, and she didn’t pull them away. She didn’t run. She didn’t cry. She didn’t tell herself to love another boy, a safer boy.
 Instead, she slid her hands up his chest and around the back of his neck, pulling him closer for more.
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