"That's because we are cute," she shoots back with a smile, giddily swaying their clasped hands while they walk. "I'll trust you on this. If we are kicked out you'll just have to carry me the rest of the way, I guess."
So... attempts in private are fair game? Heavy emphasis on 'attempts' because there is no chance she could pull that off and every chance she would try multiple times. "Wow, who knew you were such a stickler. Am I at least allowed a dry run?"
The bus pulls up and they aren't even doing anything remotely embarrassing except giving the empty bus stop cavities.
Sure, Betty can make herself look as ridiculous as she wants to, trying to pick her up in private. Just don't fall over and end it with a trip to the hospital, that would be really bad.
"I guess. I can be a little generous, at least." She lets go of Betty's hand so they can climb into the bus and pay for their tickets, making her way to the empty seats near the end of the bus. It's pretty empty anyway, but still.
There are so many better reasons to wind up at the hospital, right?
The handful of other passengers look like they're spaced out or dozing; it's the end of a long week for everyone. The important question is, is the bus empty and dark enough for them to make out back here? Maybe, but maybe not, so the arm Betty slides around Ruth's shoulders could totally be sisterly. A very affectionate sisterly arm that presses their shoulders together but won't get them kicked out, probably.
No reason is a good reason to wind up at a hospital, for crying out loud Betty.
They probably could safely make out back there, but it's definitely not something Ruth's trying for or even thinking of right now. It's still a little too daring for her, it would be even if they were a straight couple, and for now she's happy to just sit close and have Betty's arm around her shoulders, her head tipping just enough to lightly rest on Betty's own shoulder.
She can think of a few! They are young and invincible and life is an adventure!
Meanwhile, that's a huge fraction of what Betty's been thinking about pretty much since they stopped making out, but she's very content, especially the new understanding between them. They could be on opposite ends of the bus now and she'd still be glowing with happiness because Ruth said yes and that isn't getting old any time soon.
She brushes her lips against Ruth's hair and tries not to be too impatient about what is still a very nice moment. Two more stops.
Well, she can very well keep thinking about it until they're alone again, for now she'll have to cultivate that patience of hers for a little longer. It's not even that long a trip anyway, though Ruth takes advantage of those couple of stops to close her eyes a little, enjoying their closeness for what it is.
She'll trust Betty to see when they're approaching their stop, and once she lets her know, Ruth opens her eyes again and moves to get up, making her way over to the exit door.
Even though it's Ruth's apartment, Betty leads the way, tugging Ruth along in her wake through one set of heavy glass doors after another. Three flights of stairs later, and she's breathless at the door, hugging Ruth from behind while she waits for her to get the door. (Because she'd rather hug Ruth now, obviously.)
"Too fast?" It sounds like she's just checking, but Ruth can be so shy, sometimes. Betty loves that about her, but she needs the reminder herself. Rushing at this point would be counterproductive.
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Joke or not, if the situation comes up, she's game to try and do you really want to risk that, Ruth?
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But don't, really, she's just kidding. She would very likely be mortified if Betty picked her up like that, at least in public.
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The bus pulls up and they aren't even doing anything remotely embarrassing except giving the empty bus stop cavities.
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"I guess. I can be a little generous, at least." She lets go of Betty's hand so they can climb into the bus and pay for their tickets, making her way to the empty seats near the end of the bus. It's pretty empty anyway, but still.
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The handful of other passengers look like they're spaced out or dozing; it's the end of a long week for everyone. The important question is, is the bus empty and dark enough for them to make out back here? Maybe, but maybe not, so the arm Betty slides around Ruth's shoulders could totally be sisterly. A very affectionate sisterly arm that presses their shoulders together but won't get them kicked out, probably.
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They probably could safely make out back there, but it's definitely not something Ruth's trying for or even thinking of right now. It's still a little too daring for her, it would be even if they were a straight couple, and for now she's happy to just sit close and have Betty's arm around her shoulders, her head tipping just enough to lightly rest on Betty's own shoulder.
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Meanwhile, that's a huge fraction of what Betty's been thinking about pretty much since they stopped making out, but she's very content, especially the new understanding between them. They could be on opposite ends of the bus now and she'd still be glowing with happiness because Ruth said yes and that isn't getting old any time soon.
She brushes her lips against Ruth's hair and tries not to be too impatient about what is still a very nice moment. Two more stops.
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She'll trust Betty to see when they're approaching their stop, and once she lets her know, Ruth opens her eyes again and moves to get up, making her way over to the exit door.
ok they can have. this night.
Even though it's Ruth's apartment, Betty leads the way, tugging Ruth along in her wake through one set of heavy glass doors after another. Three flights of stairs later, and she's breathless at the door, hugging Ruth from behind while she waits for her to get the door. (Because she'd rather hug Ruth now, obviously.)
"Too fast?" It sounds like she's just checking, but Ruth can be so shy, sometimes. Betty loves that about her, but she needs the reminder herself. Rushing at this point would be counterproductive.