This is the second part of a series, please read the first bit if you want more context!
Everyone is over the age of 18, they're just awkward dorks.
Harvey's treehouse had seen much better days, like when it had first been built when his eldest brother was seven. Now over a decade old, it was sturdy, but a bit small, and cramped. To Erin though, it was paradise. His parents trusted him to not do anything horrible, even while it was just the two of them alone, which meant they actually got to be alone.
Laying down there, they could snuggle up against each other comfortably, which was better than anything they could do at her house. They were supposed to be studying for a test, the last one of the year, the last of their high school tests, but neither of them really felt like it. Not when the other was so close, anyway.
It had been just over a week since Erin had shown Harvey her boobs, and not only had he not mentioned it to anyone that she could tell, he'd just gotten even more snuggly since. It wasn't much in public, wrapping his arms around her from behind, tucking his chin against her shoulder mid-conversation, or keeping an arm over her shoulder if they were side by side, but in private he was practically always touching her, even if it was just them piled on the couch together. They could even be doing separate things, he just wanted to touch her and Erin was more than happy to provide.
Which was why they were in the floor of his treehouse this weekend, 'studying' with the books piled in a corner away from the entrance, and both of them tangled up together.
Erin leaned forward a few inches, kissing Harvey softly, prompting a low hum of first curiosity, and then happiness from him. They'd been doing that back and forth for the past... hour? Maybe? Not very long, surely. Either way, it was fun to watch him brighten at the attention, like he'd forgotten that they were tangled up together, too lost in his head, and her kiss had brought him back down to reality in the most pleasant way possible.
It was adorable, and Erin couldn't help but want more.
Harvey grinned a little as she backed up, leaning forward to kiss the top of her head before her phone chimed and she saw that he'd sent her a meme.
His face lit up when she laughed, and he leaned forward, capturing the tail end of her laughter in a kiss,
"Can I kiss you more?" he asked, leaning back so that their noses touched but that was all.
"Always," Erin watched his face briefly, the little flash of wonder there, then caught the collar of his t-shirt, pulling him back that little inch, deepening the kiss. Goddamn she loved this boy.
His hands pulled her even closer, warm touch tugging at her side, then lower to her hip.
She hummed, trailing a hand down his back and then bringing it up to his hair, not pulling, just idly petting, twirling a lock of hair between her fingers.
