conqueror;

☆ lifesaver

( `/ he can’t help the fact that his eyes are widening on their own accord and he pouts at his older sister, flailing his arms slightly in the air as he just follows along with her and he really, really, hopes that he doesn’t end up accidentally making out with someone. considering he’s never been drunk before, he’s not too sure how he is when he’s under the influence of alcohol and he’s almost worried that she might set him on someone without him knowing ) i’m not sure where seeing the world and making out with people have anything to do with each other … ( `/ he points out quietly, glancing around in surprise at how loud it was inside – it wasn’t that the loudness bothered him but the fact that he had to raise his voice a bit to be heard over the music and the yelling made him distinctly more uncomfortable, following his sister as she flits about, trying to find her boyfriend obviously before they both end up at the food table, and he heaves a sigh of relief before he’s being jabbed unceremoniously in the stomach and he squeaks, reaching out to grab the offending finger that had emerged from his side ) hey! no jabbing that kind of hurt – ( `/ he can’t help the laugh at her words, shaking his head ) i’ve been working out since before we left, remember? dad wanted me to go with him, so i did? ( `/ he gives a small smile, dimples showing in his cheeks ) it makes up for me not running with you guys so ..

( ; takes a plate into her hands and begins to fill it with a large pile of the foods available before them, replying to sebastian’s question without looking up ) well, we live in a new age, you know. one, where, when you go to a new country, you should sample everything. everything. ( ; repeats the last word with an almost mischievous twinkle to her eyes ) don’t make the same mistakes dad and i made ( ; she laughs, the comment meaning nothing but everything at the same time, handing the plate off to him, before grabbing a bowl of chips under her arm and beginning to walk away. she wanted sebastian to be able to try everything, have all the opportunities the world had, just like she did and esme will eventually, the only reason she was so adamant about him seeing the world before he settled down. ) so you have been working out. i’m so offended! ( ; she stops at an empty couch, sitting down, patting the seat beside her for him, smiling. she always had a habit of moving too quickly, without thought, just expecting him to be following her, knowing, well, that if she gave him the option, gave him time to consider not following her, there was a good chance he would just walk away. so she moves about, leading him, expecting him to always follow ) did you want a beer? ( ; she says, suddenly, unaware that he would begin talking about running with them, not when it was another thing that filled her stomach with guilt, standing suddenly ) or something? 

okay. ( `/ he honestly just accepts what she’s saying considering she’s his older sister and most likely has more experience and everything like that when it came to parties and getting drunk and soccer even, considering he doesn’t really stray outside of whatever interests he has right now, and those were pretty much just basketball and photography. mostly photography, and he cant help but muse that he’s pretty glad he had left everything in his dorm before heading out in search for food ) i’m not exactly looking for a significant other right now. ( `/ he smiles at her, tugging on her arm with a small smile ) seeing you and charles together kind of throws me off wanting a relationship. ( `/ he’s obviously teasing, considering she’s one of the only people he’s super comfortable around, knowing she knew he was teasing because of the dimpled smile on his face. and the fact that he liked all of the charmings ) please don’t let me make out with strangers. ( `/ his eyes re wide at her words, shaking his head ) i don’t want to though, sis. i trusted you – ( `/ he protests, a pout starting to grow on his lips and he huffs softly, reaching out to poke the back of her head as he follows her, glancing up as he hears the sound of a party, stumbling along after her )

( ; she bites back a laugh, amused, far too much, at how easily he succumbs to the things that she says, another fact of their relationship, of her talking and him listening, that she had grown so fond of over time. she thinks that if they weren’t siblings she would still love him, in some stupid sort of way, one she would accredit to destiny or fate or something else ) that’s even better! ( ; her previous grin, goof, foolish, softens into one of genuine concern, caring, a hand lifting, with a slight struggle, on the tips of her toes to reach him ) you have to go out and see the world before you settle down, okay? but i mean there’s nothing wrong with making out with someone ( ; she shrugs, like she knew what that meant. she didn’t, which she thinks is a good and bad thing, having only ever made out with one person in her eighteen years of living ) really? ( ; seemingly ignores the teasing comment, her smirk returning to her features, intending to fully use this against him, seeking out her boyfriend when they arrive, though in the sea of players, varying levels of drunk, she struggles to find him. with a huff, she decides to make her brother more uncomfortable later, instead darting towards the food table ) what do you feel like eating? ( ; when they’ve stilled, her excited feet stopping beside his stumbles, she pokes him, in retaliation, straight in the stomach, her finger only dipping so far into his body, no apparent fat ) did you lose weight? are you working out? stop getting attractive! i'm going to have to start fending people off you soon

● ● moonlight

( `/ he doesn’t mind, he really doesn’t, considering how used to this he is that he finds himself going along with whatever she wants, as per usual, and it’s not like he’s not used to this after having done this for years now ) i’m hungry anyway … ( `/ tries to cope with the fact that his night of sitting in his room and fiddling with his camera has been interrupted by rowdy soccer kids … not that his friends from the basketball team weren’t rowdy, but whenever he was dragged to a soccer game by his sister, everything always seemed so much louder ) i … uh, don’t know how that’s relevant to me going to the party though, sis. ( `/ points out quietly, because he’s never really been interested in anyone at their school yet, thanks to his nature of being a wallflower before his eyes widen ) alcohol? sis … we both know your tolerance isn’t the best … what makes you think mine will be any better …?

good! i don’t want you drinking until you’ve eaten ( ; she declares, already presenting herself as his guardian, drunk or sober, before they’ve even arrived, before they’ve even consumed anything other than cold air ) i didn’t say it was relevant to you but, you know, if the shoe ever fits just let me know. i’ve got awesome connections ( ; she glances up to wink at him, though she suspects, he must know, it was impossible that he didnt, that that wink meant almost nothing. she’ll be forever critical of anyone that tries to enter his life romantically, believing, far too much, that it will take a very special person to capture not only his attention, but her approval ) yeah, but, like-- ( ; as she starts the sentence, she realises she had no explanation. her alcohol tolerance was notoriously low, two shots enough to send her to the floor in fits of giggles, basically everyone having already learnt to not give her more than one beer ) --that is true. it’s not like we’re going to get completely black out drunk and make out with strangers ( ; she laughs as they near the field, loud music already playing in her ears, arms in the air as they cheer to the song ) well, i won’t anyway. who knows where this night will go for you ( ; she says playfully, stepping forward, taking his hand into hers, almost naturally, when she’s ahead and pulling him to the party quicker ) 

낯선자

( ` opens her mouth, a flat dull tone coming out as she pretends to scream ) hot, yeah? is it because you have a fever because you know i’m not attracted to girls. ( ` laughs, wheezing slightly before untangling herself from the other girl )

( ; pulls her back into the hug the instant the other attempts to pull away ) are you sure? are you absolutely, positively, completely and entirely sure you aren’t attracted to me? i mean, really, it wouldn’t be that big of a deal ( ; laughs, still hugging her ) don’t lie to yourself, alexis. 

Rolling his eyes, he pushed her head away from him a little “gross, stop yourself.” he laughed holding her close as they staggered through the streets. “to be fair, you were never ladylike the whole time we grew up together. So…your dad is gonna laugh either way when he finds out what happened.”

when he pulls away, arms reach out for his neck, leaving his side, wrapping themselves around him tightly, pulling him back to her, this time resting her forehead against his shoulder, her drunken need to be close to someone taking over. “i’m gross but that doesn’t change that i’m awesome!” she sing-songs the last word, releasing one arm to punch the air with achievement, “yeah, probably” as the thought ends, she fishes into her pocket for her phone, dialling her father with two quick swipes, putting the hero on speaker, loudly declaring her love when he answers, “dad! daddy-o! papa pietro!” and then she, without warning, shoves the phone into dallon’s face, “dallon thinks you’re going to laugh when you find out that i’m drunk and he needed to carry me home. help me prove to him that i’m right?” and, on cue, her father laughs, and laughs loudly.

Cyrus very much welcomes the tight hug – hugging her closer as he could, a satisfying smile curving on his lips. “I missed you too! We all missed you!” He gives emphasis to the word all – pertaining to not just him but also his brother and sister, and even his parents. “See! I’ve grown taller. I told you so!” he said as he stroke the locks on Dalena’s hair – since it was nearly impossible for the girl to do it to him because of the height difference, he does it to her instead. “Look how pretty you are now! Oh – and you have to see Caleb too! He’s grown taller too, although i am still the tallest among us.” he says as he pulled out from the hug, his eyes scanning the features of the latter. He grabbed a hold of Dalena’s hands. There was an obvious excitement on his tone – he really could not contain his excitement in meeting his cousin after a long time. “So, where’s the cupcakes!? you already have a boyfriend without even telling me – that’s so unfair. I thought i was special.” he pouts ever so cutely.

as per usual, a routine almost, since their meetings are often seperated by more than a few months, she hugs him tight, waiting, expectedly, for his hand to reach her blonde bob and stroke. a habit out of their height difference, she hears him explain, but her frown remains nonetheless, still still, obviously, over their height different. “look how pretty you are!” she says back, as he pulls away and takes her hand, “all of you! i’m going to start crying if lisa ends up taller than me one day” her lips curve downward, only feigned worry on her cheeks. pulling her hands from his, she presents the three cupcakes left on her table, handing one to him, laughing at his complaint, “it’s been three years cyrus, have you forgotten that i’m dating a prince already?” she bites into her own cupcake, completely disregarding the four she had had earlier when charles dropped them off, smiling up at her cousin, “you are special. so special that i will need to meet every girl or boy that is interested in you, okay? only very special people can date my jumpers maximoff”

[ ` quirks a brow before a smirk emerging on his lips  ] well, seems like i would give charles a run for his money then. [ ` his confidence soon simmered when the female asked for more details about the particular female he mentioned ] …i don’t think i can tell you all the deeds but she’s something… i don’t know what it is but when i do, i’ll come to you. seem fair enough? [ ` he purse his lips, snorting at her comment ] well, cheerleaders are somewhat attractive to a dancer like me. 

you did not-- ( ; her jaw falls slightly, her shock melding in with her laugh, surprised that he had not only replied, but replied with something like that ) jason! ( ; she’s still laughing, slapping his shoulder as she does ) you’re really taking this seriously ( ; eyes brighten at the prospect ) she really is different. are you--are you falling in love? ( ; laughs again ) looks like you’ll be the next one down the aisle ( ; winks at him ) somewhat attractive? i’m only somewhat attractive?