There It Goes - Maisie Peters

there it goes - maisie peters

glitch

ivy's note : taylor i'm begging on my knees for a glitch x dress mashup. dividers by @/cafekitsune.

content warnings : no curses/modern au, (drunk) friends to lovers, transition to dress if you can spot it

this wasn’t supposed to happen.

this had to be a mistake, and yet, here you were.

never once did you think that you’d end up in such a compromising position with your colleague—let alone the man you thought you had no chance with given his prestigious reputation in the company.

you were supposed to sweat nanami out, but as his large hands settled on either side of your waist, every coherent thought reminding you that your relationship was strictly professional faded into an indiscernible buzz at the back of your head.

it was easy to blame it on the drinks served at the corporate dinner, but maybe it was something more—something unbeknownst to the two of you. after all, you weren’t entirely out of it, and with the sliver of sobriety left in you, you wouldn’t pull just anyone back to your hotel room.

"kento..." you sigh hazily, your wine-tinged breath mingling with his. "how did we get here...?"

he pauses, looking at you with lidded eyes. his fingers, diligently thread through his silk tie to pull it loose, letting it drape over his shoulders.

“those damn drinks satoru ordered,” nanami huffed, shaking his head as he backed you up against the nearby wall. “tasted like shit. you’d think a man like him would have standards.”

“right, that explains why you downed the whole bottle.” you quipped, your arms instinctively wrapping around his neck, the illicit act drawing the room taut with palpable tension.

up close, your gaze wandered over his face, admiring every crease and line etched into his broad features. his blond locks clung to his forehead, slick with a thin sheen of sweat at his brow, while a flush of crimson tinted his pale cheekbones as your fingernails grazed the spiky patch of his undercut.

“i could ask the same of you, you know,” nanami mumbled, each syllable laced with caution. “why are we here?”

your mind raced through the question, but as the alcohol’s haze began to lift and clarity settled in, the answer became elusive. nanami's touch—intimate, tender, and far beyond what even a best friend would do—kept you grounded in the moment.

maybe you really were falling in love—true love—and god, did it feel like he was too. drinks or not.

with your inhibitions still at an all-time low, you decided to go for the kill. the weight of hesitation lifted, and before you could second-guess yourself, you leaned in—closer, daringly so. "i don't want you like a best friend," you admitted feverishly, the sweltering heat of your breath radiating against nanami’s face.

"you're drunk."

"and i'm not even sorry."

"you do realize that this will cost us our job."

"you're not denying me, are you though?

nanami hesitated, his muddy eyes searching yours. god, were you persistent. "i should be."

"but you won’t," you whispered teasingly, craning your head to the shell of his ear, daring him to make the next move.

calculated, his lips hovered just above yours, and at that moment, the weight of consequences seemed to fade into the starry twilight.

"i won’t," nanami finally admitted, succumbing to the heat of the moment as he closed the last sliver of distance. "not if anyone finds out.”

i think there's been a glitch.

fearless x gojo satoru this month i promise you guys

what is your number 8 song on your on repeat playlist?

My heart is soo full rn 😭😭

btw i’m still unwell about seeing THE olivia rodrigo up close when she got off the moon during the guts tour