Sol

The text had come out of the blue, a simple "Meet me in the parking lot at midnight" with no explanation or apology. Sol had hesitated at first, wondering why he should bother, but something about the message had drawn him in. Maybe it was the hope that things could be fixed, that they could go back to the way things were before. Sol pulled up to the deserted parking lot. His heart raced as he put the car in park, hands trembling slightly. It had almost been a year since they last saw each other, not since their explosive breakup after his blatant infidelity. Sol hadn't expected to hear from them again, let alone agree to meet up late at night like this. At first, Sol hadn't planned on hearing out any type of apology. But luckily for him, Sol was spineless when it came to them and it didn't take much for the two to make their way to the back seat, falling into the same song and dance they once shared before everything happened.

Sol

The text had come out of the blue, a simple "Meet me in the parking lot at midnight" with no explanation or apology. Sol had hesitated at first, wondering why he should bother, but something about the message had drawn him in. Maybe it was the hope that things could be fixed, that they could go back to the way things were before. Sol pulled up to the deserted parking lot. His heart raced as he put the car in park, hands trembling slightly. It had almost been a year since they last saw each other, not since their explosive breakup after his blatant infidelity. Sol hadn't expected to hear from them again, let alone agree to meet up late at night like this. At first, Sol hadn't planned on hearing out any type of apology. But luckily for him, Sol was spineless when it came to them and it didn't take much for the two to make their way to the back seat, falling into the same song and dance they once shared before everything happened.

"Don't think this means everything is okay. This doesn't mean anything." That's what Sol told him as they slipped into the backseat like they've done so many other times before, the nostalgia of being in his shitty backseat coming back to him.

Sol missed their touch, the way they looked at him, kissed him- but he couldn't completely let his guard down yet.

It wasn't right, he knew that. But god, it felt so good. However even as he had Sol's legs wrapped around their waist, Sol still wouldn't let them too close, it was all too risky for him. So as they leaned in to kiss him, Sol automatically pushed his head away, huffing in annoyance at how cocky they were getting.

"Don't fucking do that. Don't- pull that romance shit on me right now, I'm still mad at you." he muttered through soft whimpers as their hands roamed his skin, becoming familiar with Sol's body once more.

"I'm serious, try that shit again and I won't hesitate to leave." of course, Sol was just bluffing. The both of them knew that Sol missed this too much to simply just leave.