FRUITR0TS.

open. character: fallon caro, oc based in the mummy (default verse, but also has regular old human verse too!) plot: y/m and fallon are on vacation together (with others or just them, up to you!) and she was ditched earlier by y/m

"what, woah?" yubin's hands rise in a defensive manner as they entered the room. "it's not like that at all!" there's confusion written on yubin's face as fallon practically jumps down their throat. arms cross over their chest as if to protect themselves from her words. a breath is taken, licking over their lips before they start again. "i wasn't trying to ditch you earlier. she was just . . . helping me with something for tonight. i was going to surprise you but i guess it did look kind of shady." shoulders rise and fall in a casual shrug, too casual for their current conversation. "she knows how to get into that cave you've been talking about. there won't be security there tonight and i dunno. i just thought . . . maybe you'd want to go explore it with me or something."

◟ ✶ "i thought you were going out." subtle frustration laced in tone— hana didn't do anything wrong. it's february, nearly 5 months since mariyu moved into hana's apartment and 3 months since they started talking beyond basic exchanges. this vexation wasn't out of hatred . . . no. it was pure yearning on mariyu's part. she just couldn't stand another girl being brought into their place. sometimes she felt like hana did it on purpose. "or did you decide to give my ears a break tonight?"

hana's perched upon the living room couch, feet on the cushions and her back pressed against a decorative pillow that had only been added shortly after mariyu had moved in. she's scrolling her phone when the other's voice rings into her ears and she places it on her chest. eyes narrow at the comment and hana knows she shouldn't really engage further with it but she does. "headphones exist." the comment is quick, almost too nonchalant for the truth that hides behind it. the truth that every girl is just a tool to make mariyu jealous. seemed to be working. or maybe she really was just pissing her roommate off. "mateo cancelled plans. you're not going out?"

the hound was thankful for their advanced hearing as others might've easily missed the soft padding of the cat's feet across the floor, despite just how happy the other was. yubin lets out a chuckle as they catch the other in their arms, slipping one beneath yamini's bottom to hold her up and the other around her waist. "hello, my love." the hound's voice is husky with want, with love. leans in to plant a quickened kiss to her lover's lips before nuzzling their face into the cat's neck. yubin breathes in her scent with an almost dream like sigh. "i've missed you so much, yamini."

"I admit, I fucked up. So what do you want me to do? Fucking get on my knees and beg for my life? I apologised and what more do you want?"

"is that an option? i'm not totally against it." it wouldn't really do much to fix the situation between them but it just might make yoshi feel better. "i want you to care that you hurt me, vanness. and not just want to say sorry because you feel guilty."

tongue  slid  across  the  front  of  her  teeth,  battling  the  hint  of  a  smile  tugging  at  the  corners  of  her  mouth from becoming too obvious.  pink  dusted  the  apples  of  her  cheek  as  nadia  fought the temptation to sneak a glance.    “  you  better  shut  that  mouth of yours,  before  someone  overhears.  ”

hana can practically hear the smile in the other's words alone. makes the corner of her mouth beg to do the same but hana remains stern faced beside nadia. her arms crossed tightly against her chest as she steals a glance over to the femme. "and if they did?"

"oh someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." talia pressed her lips together, witholding a laugh. she was afraid if she let it out, she'd feel noa's wrath. "touching doesn't mean disrespecting, i'm not new to this. you're allowed to be curious. then again, you like to take the fun out of everything."

"more like stayed up too late trying to remove a hex off a client." noa hated hexes. too much work and they always backfired somehow in the end. she turns away to place the doll back in her wooden chair before facing talia with crossed arms. "i do not! i love fun. i just don't like the mess that she brings when she's upset." the last part of her sentence is said in a soft whisper, noa leaning in closer to talia as if the doll couldn't hear her.

harvey actually makes it sound way easier than it actually is. with a little sigh, she takes a sip of the soda that she just took out of the fridge. "i know it was pretty shitty what he did but..." she doesn't really know how to say it out loud without sounding like a complete loser. "what if that is the only shot for me at love! i dunno, it is not like people are lining up to date me! and everyone says that love is work... and that both people need to work on it. so i guess i don't mind when it sucks here and there. there are some good moments too," she tries to explain, her voice growing a little bit unsure which is so unlike her. but this is probably the most that she has ever opened up to harvey... or anyone in general.

harvey's brows furrow in confusion and frustration. they really had no room to talk. it wasn't like they had even tried to be in an actual relationship in years. she much preferred her unhealthy habits of sleeping around and ghosting when the girl got too attached. yeah, she never claimed not to be an asshole. "that's bullshit. i'd date you." there was truth there too. yuna was hot. and probably out of harvey's league anyway. but more than that, yuna was a good person. "you're like . . . one of the best people i know, dude." an eye roll at the other's explanation. "okay but does the good out weigh the bad? because from what i'm hearing, it doesn't. and you're making me want to go kick this guys ass."

mingyu looks at soojin with wide eyes as she pulls him back, the corners of his lips curling up into a playful smile. "what if i want to bite too? you have such a pretty neck," his gaze flickers to it and despite not being a vampire, for a second, he can definitely understand their obsession with it. because he would not mind doing it again. "how are you going to stop me?" he continues in the same playful way, trying to lean forward to go after her neck all over again. a small chuckle escapes his lips.

"do i?" soojin wouldn't lie to anyone in the room, she had to get used to the taste of hellhound. it was much different than her usual preference to fae's. the vampire allows her head to tilt so he could attempt to nip at her neck yet again. but she only lets him get so close. fingers curl into his hair and pull him back harder this time, until his head dips back and exposes his neck. "easily, my love." leans in now to let her sharpened fangs drag along his neck, resting against his pulse.

it doesn't really surprise him that jules knows him so well he simply senses that art is thinking about something. they have known each other for what feels like such a long time already. art pretends to think about it, though, tapping on his chin a few times. "maybe!" he exclaims after a moment, scooting a little closer to jules too. "try to guess, though," he playfully suggests.

"a guessing game, huh?" jules squints his eyes in a mischievous yet playful manner. he always liked a game, a challenge even more. and cracking open the thoughts of his best friend could indeed be a challenge sometimes. there's a look on jules' face as he ponders would the answer could be. after a moment, he snaps his fingers. "ah! i got it. you finally agree that i should get a dog."

yubin is quick to reach forward, easily helps to steady beren back on her feet. but that doesn't stop the laugh that tumbles past her lips. "oh, right. totally." a grin cracks across his features and yubin lets his hands roam until he's holding back of hers. "how about i pull you along until you can learn to balance on your own?" voice is softer now, more supportive.

chase easily lets her pull him in closer by the hem of his shirt. that was the 'problem' when bibi was around. chase so easily was able to lose focus, easily distracted by that mischievous look in her eyes. but he wouldn't have it any other way either. had built up things until they had gotten here. when bibi no longer had to be a secret to his friends nor him to hers. "i guess you're right." chase feels his shoulders relax at her words. chase steps in closer, closing some of the remaining space between them. he lets his hand fall to gently rest against her cheek with a sigh. "i just don't want to mess up tonight, is all."

Paxton knew there was something off with his drink the moment they handed to to him. Per usual he froze and decided to just roll with what the barista threw at him. Which was definitely not his black coffee, and a beverage that looked more like a milkshake than a coffee. "You don't have to," he practically pleads, the people pleaser in him taking over. "Maybe I was meant to have a sugar crash this early," he chuckles.

there had been more times like this that paxton didn't want to say anything and nicky spoke up. normally, she wouldn't cause a fuss. if it would've been her own coffee, nicky would've just drank it but this was paxton's. and his happiness was important to her. so important that she didn't mind having a little chat with barista. "but it's not what you wanted." she reaches forward to gently take the cup from his grip. "i'll fix it. it'll be no big deal. promise."

"ivy—" lachlan greets, surprise in his voice at the sight of her in the hallway. it doesn't compute at first and he thinks this is coincidence, that his friend just happens to be at the same restaurant as him and his date. only when he recognizes her tears does realize this isn't happenstance, and the smile on his face falls. "no. i mean, maybe you're about to ?" he jokes, lighthearted, unsure how to approach the situation. in all honesty, he's having trouble remembering his date's name. "no, no it's fine. are you okay ? i can go tell her something came up."

ivy wipes beneath her eyes again in an attempt to avoid his gaze. she feels heat run through her body in embarrassment. she shouldn't have showed up here to crash his date night. it was humiliating. "you don't have to ditch her just because i had a breakdown in the restaurant." yet ivy doesn't move away. only seems to scoot in closer, folding her arms over herself like a blanket. "i just . . . i didn't know where else to go and you're the only one who understands me and-" ivy cuts herself off from rambling on and on about things that didn't matter. "no, i'm not okay. i think . . . i think i might lose my job."

thumbing through the racks for a while and grabbing snacks of her own, mya looked over at the other woman, "yeah, i'm all good." she chuckled. "gummy... sharks? those are a thing? i thought it was just gummy worms, and bears." she blinked in confusion. "do we even have enough money to pay for all this stuff?"

"wayyy better than gummy worms." personally, maevyn preferred the bears but sharks would have to do. "yeah. we should have enough. probably." a slight pause before her eyes drop down the snacks in her hand. "okay. uh, maybe i should put a few things back." the bag of hot cheetos is placed back on the rack before she looks to the other with a shake of her head. "i can sacrifice the chips but the sharks are making it out of here one way or another."

“morning,” she yawns, picking up the cup before she sips its contents and smiles over at the other. “no, no. no need, you aced it, babe.” she laughs softly. they’d fallen into bed lots of times by now, and they’d picked up a nice little routine. a nice little routine that meant neither of them knew their other person’s name— with the way things were, catalina didn’t see a need to use names and she liked it that way. “thanks. for the coffee and all,” she smiles back over at him, taking another sip. her legs still ached slightly from the previous night— well, the previous two nights, but she was far from complaining.

"ohhh. babe, huh? i'm moving on up." a smirk plasters itself onto mateo's face. he's a bit too smug about the nickname for someone who couldn't remember her name. but he wasn't sure if she knew his either. "well, honey, are you staying other night?" mateo wouldn't say no if she wanted to. it had been nice to go to sleep with someone in his bed. it made him feel less alone. "i could order take out again. put on a movie. maybe try to keep our hands to ourselves for more than an hour."