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official-cvntified-gay · 2 months

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Jealous, Jealous Girl (Regina George x Reader)

(𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤) (𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚)

I definitely don't have "Jealous Girl" on repeat while writing this. If you have any requests feel free to send it my way<3

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Summary: Now that she has the teacher's attention, seems like she's not the only one who has and wants it.

Regina was left confused. The situation keeps repeating over and over in her mind. She can't help but wish for more of those. She felt how good it feels to be on the receiving end of your affection.

She can't get enough...

"Ms. George?" She shook her head slightly to get out of her head. She looks up at you, tilting her head but not saying anything.

"I asked you a question." You cross your arms, looking at her with a hint of annoyance in your tone and face.

"What's the question again?" You immediately look away from her, "anyone else who'd like to answer my question?" You look around the room.

"Yes, Ms. Jones?" Your enthusiasm for another student stirred something in her; she couldn't help but roll her eyes at the now-speaking Ms. Jones. She squinted her eyes at the girl who seemed too proud of herself when you gave her praise. The girl tried to intimidate Regina, but Regina, being Regina, just looked at her. She scanned the girl up and down before she gave her a disgusted look.

"Thank you for paying attention, Ms. Jones. And that was a very well-thought-out perspective," Regina scoffs at your words. You look in her direction, and she looks away from you. She was muttering something under her breath.

"What was that? Ms. George?" You said, ridiculously sweet that she tasted the sarcasm in there.

"Nothing, miss" You let out a soft, light chuckle. Regina's annoyed face disappeared when she heard your soft chuckle, she let out a small smile. But it quickly fell when you mouthed "Brat" under your breath while looking straight into her eyes.

"Going along with Ms. Jones's perspective-" Your words didn't make sense to her, but she listened to your voice. Her mind replayed the image where you called her a brat in front of everyone.

But Regina noticed the competition. That Alissa Jones wants her as an enemy. Regina smiled to herself; she didn't need to compete with her. She could quickly destroy the girl if she wanted to.

But gosh, she wanted to compete with the attention that you seem to be giving her. She wants to be the one you're smiling at when she gives you a good answer.

Not only does she crave your validation, but she also craves you...

Never in her life had she thought she would crave someone's attention, and that someone. But here she is.

Regina made it her mission to always answer in your class. She craves to hear those "Very good" and "Well done" repeatedly. Gretchen and Karen would sometimes ask why she was studying for your class. The questions were turned down because of her glare.

But their curiosity grew, and Regina was not interested in history. So, seeing her prepare for that class is peculiar to her friends. Regina even asked for the class syllabus so she could study in advance.

She always sent Alissa some proud looks after every recitation and a compliment from you. Not only did she revel in your praise. She also marvels at the disappointment of Alissa.

She would always stare at you when you were just sitting in your seat. Regina would not look away when you caught her stare; she knew that you knew that she wanted you.

Yet, you did nothing

It left her frustrated; your actions when alone with her assure her that you feel the same. But why aren't you doing something?

"Class dismissed. Ms. Jones? Stay for a moment," that seems to wake something inside her. She gave the girl a mean look, but she was greeted with a smirk. She looked at you, but your eyes gave her nothing.

She felt something tug in her chest.

She walked out of class, defeated. She turned her head back to see you talking to Alissa. Nothing inappropriate, but it still burns her.

She saw how you didn't even look in her direction. She gave everyone a hard time that day. She ensured that whoever was staring at her was shooed and called out. She even snapped at her friends at lunch.

God, she hated the effect you have on her, but god, she wants you.

So be it.

After that day, every time you would call her. She'd be in her head or purposely ignoring you. She knew better than to get on your nerves and anger you in front of the class, so that she would feign an apology every time.

She loves how you bite the inside of your cheeks when she answers you sarcastically every time you call her out. Or how you squint your eyes at her whenever she counters when you call her out.

She loves how you try to calm yourself down when she presses your buttons. Regina doesn't seem to care. But damn, does she want to ruin Alissa for always trying to get you to notice her.

And how she hated it when you would move on to the next student when she gave you an attitude.

But she thought wrong.

How you wished to shut down that smart mouth of hers every time she would spite back. Every single thing that she did is always in your mind, and you hate how you can't do anything about it.

Regina made sure to get on your nerves. She always turns in her work late- even when there's a test. She'll always be the last one to turn in her test. And you knew her best works, and recently, this is not it.

She'll watch in amusement when you shake your head when you check her paper; it's either an almost empty paper or a paper full of wrong answers.

You wonder what's happening to Regina. This is so unlike her.

One day, Regina came to class late. She went to her seat in the middle of your discussion. You cleared your throat when Regina took her seat. She gave an annoyed sigh and murmured an apology because she was late. You decide to ignore her before you get into a bad mood because of her behaviour, you continue with your discussion.

You almost forgot that she came late this morning. So you decided to give her a chance to answer your question.

"Ms. George!" Your voice raises slightly as this is your fourth time calling her name. Regina looks at you, uninterested, playing with her perfectly manicured nails.

"What?" She crosses her arms, challenging you. You bite your lips momentarily, taking a quick, deep breath to compose yourself.

"I've called you four times already." You said, voice low and steady. The sound of your heels echoed throughout the room as the students noticed the serious tone in your voice. You rarely get angry.

As you approach Regina, she gives you an innocent and uninterested look as if she did nothing wrong in the past week. When you're in front of her desk, she looks up at you.

"So?" Regina questions like it's not a big deal. But she gulped when she saw the look on your face. Her world seemed to freeze, and she almost quivered in her seat. Her breath quickened as she realised the consequences of her actions

She regretted those actions...

She thought of many different things to take back her actions and make it up. She also wished for the ground to open up and consume her.

"See me after class, Ms. George"

She's fucked...

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

(𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙)

Be Aggressive. B.E Aggressive

After a few scribbles and doodles on my notebook. Finally here's part 2! And here I am writing instead of reviewing for my midterm exams tomorrow😭

𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪𝙜𝙚𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

・❥・ @isawxxp @pyro-les

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winterfieldfrontiers · 4 months

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FUCK Aaron Samuels

THEY ARE GIRLFRIEND.

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xtra7s · 3 months

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𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐘 ──── 𝘓𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘔𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Synopsis: Leighton decides to go to a party with her roommates after coming out to them, and decides to test her luck with a girl by the bar.

Content: Leighton Murray x gn!reader, fingering, thigh riding, alcohol, Leighton def kept her heels on

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Leighton Murray nervously adjusted her dress as she entered the lively frat party with her roommates, the pulsating music and laughter echoing through the air. Being a closeted lesbian in college had its challenges, but tonight, Leighton decided to step out of her comfort zone. She had just come out to her roommates, and the energy in the room was contagious. She hoped that maybe, just maybe, she could find a connection that would make her college experience a little less complicated.

As she navigated through the crowd, Leighton spotted a figure standing near the makeshift bar, seemingly observing the chaotic dance floor. Y/N, with a welcoming smile, caught Leighton's eye. Y/N's presence was magnetic, and Leighton felt a flutter in her chest.

Leighton took a deep breath, determined to embrace the spontaneity of the night. She approached Y/N with a false confident smile, her heart pounding in her chest. "Hey, I'm Leighton," she greeted, grabbing a cup while trying to sound casual despite her nerves.

Y/N turned to face her, their eyes meeting in a moment of shared connection. "Hey, Leighton. I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you, I'd offer you a drink but you don't look like the type of girl to drink shitty liquor." they replied, a grin playing on their lips as their eyes travel down Leighton's body.

"Can't be too picky in college. Although I do prefer Glenfarclas, I'll take what I can get." Leighton replied with a matching grin, widening it as she watched the look of confusion on Y/N's face.

The conversation flowed effortlessly between the two. Leighton discovered that Y/N loved indie music and had a passion for photography. As they laughed and chatted, Leighton couldn't help but feel a growing connection with Y/N.

As the night progressed, the atmosphere became more electric, and the decision to venture onto the dance floor was inevitable. Y/N, sensing Leighton's hesitation, gently took her hand, pulling her into the pulsating crowd. The colorful lights illuminated their faces as they danced, the music creating a rhythmic backdrop to their growing connection.

In the midst of the chaos, Leighton found solace in the shared laughter and subtle touches. Y/N's hand in hers felt comforting, and the chemistry between them became undeniable. Leighton realized that this unexpected connection was a breath of fresh air, a chance to be herself without the weight of secrecy.

But then came the looks, the amount of men staring at them, it made Leighton's skin crawl.

Leighton pulled them away from the dance floor, seeking a quieter spot to catch her breath. Leighton's heart raced as she looked into Y/N's eyes, feeling a magnetic pull. Y/N, smiling at Leighton's vulnerability, reached out to gently brush a strand of hair away from her face.

Leighton hesitated for a moment, then leaned in, capturing Y/N's lips in a soft and lingering kiss. It felt like the world around them disappeared, leaving only the two of them in that quiet corner of the frat party. For Leighton, it was a liberating moment, a step towards embracing her true self.

Y/N smiled, their eyes reflecting understanding and acceptance. "I'm glad I met you tonight, Leighton," they whispered.

Leighton and Y/N, lost in the magnetic pull between them, continued their passionate kiss. The sounds of the party faded into the background as they embraced the warmth and intensity of the moment. Y/N's hands grasped Leighton's waist, their fingertips tracing the contour of her skin.

Leighton's heart raced with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. The taste of Y/N's lips was intoxicating, and she found herself surrendering to the euphoria of the connection they were building. Y/N's other hand found its way to the small of Leighton's back, pulling her closer, their bodies pressed together in an electrifying dance.

The world around them seemed to disappear as they explored the depth of their desire. Leighton's hands rested on Y/N's shoulders, fingers lightly running through the strands of their hair. The air between them crackled with newfound energy, and the quiet corner they had found became an intimate sanctuary.

As they broke the kiss, Leighton's breath caught, and her eyes locked onto Y/N's. A shared understanding passed between them — a recognition of something special unfolding. Y/N's gaze held a mix of tenderness and desire, encouraging Leighton to let go of the inhibitions that had held her back.

Y/N's fingers traced gentle patterns along Leighton's spine, sending shivers down her body.

"You wanna head back to my dorm?" Leighton asked with a sly smile, Y/Ns face matching hers as they nodded.

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The night air was crisp as Leighton and Y/N left the vibrant energy of the frat party behind. They walked hand in hand across the campus, the quietness providing a welcome contrast to the lively chaos they had just experienced. The journey to Leighton's dorm was filled with shared laughter and stolen glances, the connection between them growing stronger with each step.

Upon reaching Leighton's dorm, the anticipation hung in the air. The soft glow of the hallway lights illuminated their faces as Leighton fumbled with her keys, her heart pounding with a mix of nervousness and excitement. She unlocks her dorm door with a giggle, her mood slightly affected by the alcohol she drank previously. She turned to Y/N, their eyes locking in a silent understanding.

Y/N's hand cupped Leighton's cheek, their touch sending a comforting wave through her. "Thank you for tonight," Y/N whispered, their breath hot against Leighton's face.

Leighton smiled, a mixture of gratitude and affection in her gaze. "No, thank you," she replied, feeling a warmth spreading within her.

As they entered Leighton's dorm, the door clicking shut behind them, the atmosphere changed. The space became an intimate cocoon where the outside world ceased to matter. Leighton turned to face Y/N, their eyes meeting in silent agreement. In that moment, the unspoken connection reached a new level of intimacy.

Without a word, Y/N gently tilted Leighton's chin upward, their lips meeting in a soft and tender kiss. It was a continuation of the magnetic energy that had drawn them together throughout the night. Leighton's heart raced as the kiss deepened, the warmth and reassurance of Y/N's touch melting away any lingering reservations.

Y/N pulled Leighton's body backward, dropping to sit on the couch without breaking the kiss with Leighton.

They broke the kiss, a shared smile passing between them. The air was charged with anticipation as Y/N whispered, "Is this okay?", bringing their hands up to tug gently on Leighton's dress.

their bodies were already responding to each other's touch, and Leighton nodded as she leaned closer, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss.

Their tongues tangled together hungrily, exploring each other's mouths as if they had been waiting for this moment forever. Their hands roamed freely over each other's bodies, caressing and groping with equal intensity. Leighton's dress came off first, revealing her thick thighs and breasts, her nipples erect from the cold weather. Y/N followed suit, pulling off their clothing to match Leighton's naked body.

Y/N pulled Leighton down onto their lap, her straddling one of Y/N's thighs. She kisses them gently, leading her kisses down Y/Ns neck as she grinds her wet folds against their thigh.

Y/N holds onto Leighton's hips tightly, their nails digging into her skin. Leighton reached between them, her fingers finding Y/N's sensitive spot and massaging it vigorously. "That feels so good," Y/N moaned, their voice hoarse with desire as they helped Leighton reach her orgasm on their thigh.

"I know," Leighton panted back, her breath hot against Y/N's neck. "Tell me you want more."

"I do... I need more Leight," Y/N confessed, their hips bucking wildly, Leighton pushing a finger inside of Y/N. The couch creaked under their combined weight as they rode each other harder and faster, sweat covering both of their bodies in a sticky film.

Their breasts hit against each other's, nipples rubbing against nipples in sync with their rhythmic movements. Their moans muffled against each other's necks and shoulders, echoing throughout the otherwise silent room. Leighton's fingers continued to tease Y/N's G-spot relentlessly, pushing them closer to releasing.

Y/N's hands grabbed onto Leighton's ass, squeezing them firmly before slapping them lightly. The stinging followed by the coolness of the air on her bare bottom made Leighton moan even louder, getting closer as she kissed and bit Y/Ns neck.

Leighton's own orgasm was building rapidly, her humping Y/N's thigh hastily. "I'm... I'm close," she whimpered, her voice strained with pleasure.

"Me too," Y/N panted back, their hips picking up the pace, helping Leighton ride them and Leighton's fingers going deeper inside of Y/N. The combined sounds of their heavy breathing and moans reverberated throughout the room, creating a sensual symphony that heightened their arousal even further.

With their hips buckling one more time, Y/N cried out, their body tensing up as wave after wave of intense pleasure washed over them. Their climax seemed to last forever, their body shaking as Leighton helped her ride out the high. When it finally subsided, both girls were panting heavily, their bodies covered in sweat and fluids.

Collapsing onto the couch, they stayed intertwined for several minutes, catching their breath and savoring the post-coital bliss. Their hearts were racing wildly in sync, their breathing gradually returning to normal.

Leighton's dorm room felt like a haven of intimacy as she and Y/N laid there, their fingers entwined. The soft glow of a lamp cast a warm light across the room, creating a cozy atmosphere. With unspoken understanding, Leighton gestured towards her room, an invitation in her eyes.

"Would you like to stay?" Leighton asked, her voice a gentle whisper that hung in the air.

Y/N nodded, a genuine smile playing on their lips. "I'd love to."

They moved towards the bedroom, the tension in the room shifting from the excitement of the night to a quieter, more tender energy. Leighton opened the door and sat on her bed, pulling back the covers, to reveal the inviting space where their connection would deepen.

As they settled into the bed, Leighton couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and anticipation. Y/N mirrored her emotions, their eyes locked in a shared moment of vulnerability. The unspoken understanding between them was a comforting presence, allowing Leighton to be herself without the weight of pretense.

Y/N lay down beside Leighton, the soft comforter enveloping them. The warmth of the room and the lingering connection from the night created a sense of serenity. Leighton turned towards Y/N, their eyes meeting in the dim light.

Without a word, they leaned in, sharing a gentle kiss that conveyed a depth of emotion words couldn't capture. It was a tender acknowledgment of the connection they had discovered, and a promise of the intimacy that would unfold as they navigated this newfound chapter together.

As they settled into each other's arms, the room filled with the soft sounds of their breathing and the quiet whispers of the night. Leighton closed her eyes, feeling a sense of peace she hadn't known before. Y/N's presence beside her brought comfort and acceptance, creating a safe space where Leighton could let go of the walls she had built around her heart.

In the embrace of the bed, they fell asleep quickly with their limbs entwined. The night became a canvas for a shared journey, a journey that went beyond the confines of a college dorm room. As sleep embraced them, Leighton and Y/N found solace in each other's arms, the promise of a new day and a deeper connection awaiting them when the morning sun kissed the horizon.

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multifandominfj · 4 months

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You REALLY expect me to believe Cady fell for Aaron, when Regina and Janice were LITERALLY right in front of her?!

Cady was gay panicking the entirety of “Meet The Plastics”. And the way they framed Janice and Cady making up at the end of the movie?! That was Rom-Com “I love you” coded!

#mean girls 2024 #mean girls musical #mean girls #cady heron #angourie rice #regina george #renee rapp #auli'i cravalho #janice imi’ike #these bitches gay

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marvelsgirl616 · 4 months

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Mean Girls ❤️💕

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reginaldsbitch · 1 month

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regina ig pt. 1

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yourehotcupcakke · 4 months

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every time a woman stands up and says she's a lesbian a tree grows, a planet is discovered, a disease is cured, a baby laughs

#lesbian #renee rap #gay #lgbtq #regina george #snl

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hopelessgayartist · 3 months

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someone needs to write fanfiction about jock regina george because it is canon that she joins lacrosse....... just saying

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reneeslesbianintern · 3 days

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*stares but not in a gay way*

#renee rapp #regina george #regina george is a lesbian #gay shit #rejanis #regina x janis #wlw #janis imi'ike

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fandomhopper-shit · 2 months

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My drafts

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official-cvntified-gay · 2 months

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Attention (Regina George x Reader)

Summary: Regina is used to having the students basically worship her, but not the teacher. She tries to get the teacher's attention.

𝘱.𝘴: 𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤

・❥・ 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚

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"Yes, Ms. George?" I utter with no interest but with enough politeness, as I did to any of my students. I keep my eyes on her as she speaks, listening to every word that comes out of her mouth.

"Thank you Ms. George that was a very good perspective." I nodded at her in acknowledgment. The blonde smirked at me but before she could say something else in front of the class. I cut her " alright, moving on. "Yes, Ms. Jones? Anything else you'd like to add?"

Regina squinted her eyes as her gaze trailed on the young professor, not liking how easily she diverted her attention away from her. Regina never verbally demanded attention, it has always been given to her without her asking for it.

How dare you not give it to her.

She watched you with careful eyes as you entertained another student. She can't help but want you to keep your attention on her. How dare you waltz in with your overwhelming presence that had her squirming in her seat.

Those words did wonders to her mind when all you teach about is history. She craves your attention.

So she always tries to find things to keep it on her.

"Ms. L/n can you help me with this?" She asked, her voice laced with nothing but sweetness but there's an underlying naughtiness deep within it.

Is it because she wore a revealing top that day and it would require you to look down on her?

"You can come here if you need me to help you with something..." You said calmly words treading slowly, wiggling your pen on your fingers as you looked straight into her. She smiled, trying to provoke you but smirked when something crossed her mind.

Her steps echoed across the quiet room as her focus was to get in front of your desk. You lean back on your seat, hands moving on your spread legs. Her eyes took a glance at your arms. Taking note of your rolled-up sleeves and the pen between your fingers.

"Here, miss..." putting her hands on each side of your desk, and that required her to lean forward closer to you. Your gaze is unwavering as you look up at her before slowly looking down at the paper on her desk.

"Seems like you don't need help, Ms. George. Your work is correct" I spoke, letting the words out slowly. I raise my head to look up at her. Not flinching at the short distance between us. I stare into her eyes that's fixated on my lips as I speak.

"Ms. George?" My tone raising a bit at her last name, I raise my eyebrow at her. She didn't even look fazed when I caught her looking at my lips. Instead, she simply smiled at me.

"I know..." she tilted her head a bit to the side, her lips pursing lightly. I cross my arms in front of me, still not moving away from her.

"Hmm?" I questioned, and she gave me a smirk. "I said, I know. I just wanna see you this close," she said proudly. "Huh..." I smirked at her words, I scanned her face for any hint of mischief.

"sit down, Ms. George." I squinted my eyes quickly before motioning with my head for her to take her seat. She bit her lips lightly before obeying me.

"Remember class, come here if you need me to help you with something" I shook my head slightly before I continued reading my book. Not even glancing at the blonde.

'I did need help with something, but it would need to be handled in private' Regina blushed at her thoughts. She wondered if she would talk to Karen and Gretchen about this little crush of hers.

Deciding that she needs to keep these feelings to herself, Regina doesn't know what to do. She's not used to this type of situation. Where someone she's interested in won't even converse with her casually.

Regina's infatuation blossomed, she started going to class early just because she knew that you would be there preparing for your class. She made sure to greet you every time. And every time she gets

"Good morning, Ms. George. Take your seat." So she had no choice but to take her seat, even if she wanted to approach you. You made it very clear that you want to be strictly professional.

But Regina doesn't beat around the bush, she respects you. But that doesn't mean that she won't do anything to satisfy her feelings.

"Need any help, Ms. L/n?" She would always ask, and most of the time you politely decline her offer but when you don't. She makes the most out of it.

"Cool, what do you need me for?" She makes her way to you, making sure to stand close to you.

"I need you to arrange this for me please." You said, handing her a pile of paper. Regina would normally complain about this, but if it's you. Who is she to deny?

"Sure, anything for you." You stared at her when she said that but she just gave you a shrug and a smile before working to arrange the work you gave her.

"You're something, Regina..." Her hand stopped, and her breath got caught for a second. Before it was processed you called her by her name.

"I know... what are you gonna do about it then?" She challenged, leaning closer to you.

"Hmm, I don't know," I said, my voice getting lower. I place her hair behind her ears, my fingers on her chin tilting her head to look at me, "maybe you should do something about it"

Well Regina thought wrong, or maybe you're not being clear?

Realizing your actions, you slowly remove your hand from her but not before finally admiring her. If it weren't for the circumstances you had right now. You'd probably ask her out, but she doesn't need to know that.

"Thank you for your help, Ms. George. You can take your seat now." You turn your back on her, not even looking to see her reaction.

That made Regina confused, she thought she was finally getting something and it turned back down to zero. She groaned quietly in her seat, observing how you casually went back to your work like you didn't do anything to her.

One thing's for sure, she wouldn't stop until she got what she wanted.

︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

(𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙)

Decided to cut this cause I had to release this for me to continue writing stories again😭 let me know if you want a part 2. And if you have any requests, feel free<3

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