SPOILT BRAT

❝   So  how,  𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒏 *,  does  the  brain,

    which  lives  without a  𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌 of  𝑳𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻,

    build  for  us  a  𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 full  of  𝑳𝑰𝑮𝑯𝑻?      ❞

    an au portrayal of 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒂𝒎.

excuse meeeee?

I do not: deserve !

… don’t bet his pretty face on why she annoys him often. she just has nobody else to annoy because she’s too preoccupied being a flirtatious disaster on her part. (when in reality, she keeps herself at a relative distance from their peers).

“sure ‘bout that?” bingham, wishing her happiness? that’s something new she doesn’t hear about every day. she has taken note of his gaze seemingly always settling down upon her lips but she won’t bring it up. controlling himself? why? what is he gonna do?

There it is again, pretty face. Riigghhttt, the only reason she’s pestering him is because she wants someone to keep her entertained, n o t because she’s in love with him. Catch him all but waggling his wrongs in her direction, he’s finding this quite amusing.

   when   she   finally   looks   up,   annoyance   is   etched   in   her   expression.   the   clenching   of   her   jaw,   rehearsed.   the   only   thing   practicing   in   the   mirror   couldn’t   fix   was   the   sorrow   hiding   in   blue   hues.    ❛     what,   like   i   intentionally   gave   everyone   salmonella?   like   i   intentionally   made   myself   sick?     ❜    a   smirk,   the   shaking   of   her   head.   yet,   she   feels   a   gnawing   within   her,   a   fear   of   discovery.    ❛     fuck   that.    people   are   accusing   me   since   they   can’t   accuse   campbell,   hm?   god,   they   all   must   be   so   bored   to   come   up   with   such   bullshit.     ❜     she   downplays   it,   tries   to   ignore   how   DANGEROUS   such   rumors   can   become.

@northsidecaptain is super talented and I will DIE on this hill. 

“says the one who was willing to be under.” there’s a little roll of her eyes at his comment and perhaps, a light flushing of her cheeks was somewhat obvious if you looked closer. but she suppresses it as she deposits herself down on one of the chairs nearby after lingering around for a moment or two, her gaze zeroing in on harry. after all, she has a reputation to uphold in the eyes of their peers. supposedly. (leave her be!).

the spot between her brows furrowed curiously as she watches him, noting his reactions every time she even so moved with that shirt of his on. “look, we know I’m a masterpiece in a museum. guarded by security on a nightly basis.”

“As did you, unless you’ve forgotten.” He’ll quip back at her, his attention fixed on her reddening complexion. Look, he won’t lie, he found that extremely cute and it only served to be more of a reason to see her blush more. Hey, he’s not judging her - he has his own reputation but this point, he really doesn’t give a damn about that.

Turning his back to her, partly to calm his frazzled mind from the delectable sight that was Regina Mantle in his shirt, busying himself with finishing up the legendary bagel. “And what would that security be hm? I’m quite sure I had a spectacular view of the art work last night without any trouble.” Chuckling softly, he’s already v e r y fond of the jock, something he wasn’t quite expecting.

uh-huh. that’s totally what he thinks. and pestering her just to spend more time with her, huh? that’s actually pretty cute. as is the look of annoyance on his pretty boy face.

“hatred is an earned thing with me, i don’t hate people for no reason.” not a lot of people earned her hatred. her old man did, her mom? not so much but she had a very distant relationship with her. the list wasn’t very long nor sustainable (hell, no residents of new ham have climbed their way onto said list as of yet), so there. a little smirk pulls at the fine edges of her mouth as regina notes harry averting his gaze from her own. suppressing a little s n i c k e r .

Come on, he was laughed out of the room the last time he said what he thought on that matter. Look, he’s pretty sure she’s doing the s a m e thing! Why else would she want to annoy him so often?

“Hm, good to know then. I’m sure there are people in this town who think differently abou me.” Perhaps some day he’ll broach the subject of her family, he’s not exactly the best person for that but . . . he’s not a monster, he wants her to be happy - at the very least.

;)

I am not talented, i try just really hard to the point I may come off as a tryhard which is a shame shhshsh

l i s t e n.

you’re already entertaining and as are your portrayals, fight these hands. >:(

Dude!

               ❛     oh.     ❜     indifference,   albeit   practiced   indifference,    is   evident   in   her   expression.    the   tongues   of   new   ham   were   fast   and   venomous,   rumors   spreading   quicker   than   anything   else.   arms   are   crossed   over   her   chest,   and   the   ballerina’s   gaze   is   cast   downwards.     ❛     a   rumour   about   what?     ❜

“i feel you’re just tooting your own horn, bingham.” a shit eating grin presides over her expression accompanied by a little wrinkle of her nose. “i have to wait until i actually try them myself.” regina herself was still reeling from the night before. sure, even before new ham and everything… she had been preoccupied with canoodling around with others in order to feel something, escape from the world. but this felt different. especially since she had cut that habit down as if it were necessary. if she could internally slap herself right now for coming to a slow realisation? she definitely would.

but she’s rolling her eyes as she very much noticed his attention was not on what he was cooking up. “… don’t get distracted by me in your fucking clothes and keep on eye on those bagels.”

“Pft, do we need another round of what we did last night to remind you I have every right to toot my horn?” That was definitely crude but he’ll laugh anyhow, waggling his brows in her direction. “Hmm, sit tight then.” It wasn’t really any of his business, who she slept with beforehand and by no means is he an angel in that department. He just wants her to be comfortable with him. Maybe his relationships blowing up in his face have taught him a thing or two. 

He’s ready to sweep her up into his arms for the second time today but he’ll tend to their breakfast beforehand! “What can I say? I like to appreciate fine art and you in my clothes is just that.”

#harry and his bagels though #this is the wholesome content i signed up for #i say that knowing Harry just slept with Regina.

@acridinsolent‘s tags under the thread when she replied has me ASCENDING-.