" she's just mean cause I have you and she doesn't "
baz whispers in the dark, running long fingers through simon’s golden curls.
“its just weird not really being friends with agatha anymore. i miss talking to her.” simon admits, “i feel like shes mad at me all the time.”
“well, you did run off with the boy she dumped you for.” baz smirked
“thats not entirely my fault, you-”
“you kissed me first, si.”
“whats that got to do with agatha?” simon mumbled, curling his fingers in the soft hair on the nape of bazs neck
“just shut up and do it again.”