i don't see myself as invincible.

A day out with Dean in London

“Wait really?” she asked in surprise, letting out a giggle afterwards. “Oh gosh how come?”

“i didn’t mean to break their knee,” he assured, chuckling at her soft laugh. “i just meant to kick them... they punched me first, so it was self defense.”

“ i’ll have to ask for something other than your money if you want me to do that, pretty boy. might i ask why you want me to do that exactly ?? ”

“other than my money? what do you have in mind?” he asked, a light smirk playing on his lips. “why do i want you to punch me in the face? lots of reasons... cutting class with a good enough excuse being one.”

then, to play innocent, she swiftly dropped the wallet on the ground, walking a few feet away from it before tapping a second person on the shoulder, and pointing to the wallet. “hey, uh, did you drop that?” she asked, though she knew they hadn’t.

“nooooo??” landon patted down his pockets while staring at the girl suspiciously. “did you drop that? i mean, yeah, it’s mine but i would’ve noti--” he sighed, picking it up anyways and checking inside to confirm his suspicions. “look- i expect this kind of shit back home.. but here??.. nah. give me my money.”

staring at the screen in the common room, arms crossed, tobias looked stonefaced as the confetti came down — he wasn’t having any of this. “you all had one job,” he said, glancing at the falcons walking off the field. “one fucking job —”

landon squinted at the tv as he walked in the room, then he glanced at the boy. “ahh right. the super bowl,” he nodded to himself. “i take it your team lost, yeah? personally i’m a bigger fan of the superb owl jokes.”

her eye twitched at the laugh. she cared enough about her coffee (and that splash of alcohol in it) to not crush the cup in her hands, but from the fury in her expression she might have (and then when he had the nerve to accuse her of being ‘overly infatuated’ she almost did). “ i’m here to study, you prick. you have some fucking nerve. come over here and say that,” she snapped. doing a quick once-over of landon, she hated that he still looked good. 

“it almost sounded like you said you’re here to study me, which would be totally absurd since you despise me,” landon sighed. “gotta be more careful with your word choice, i guess.” he shrugged and stood silent as another moment passed by, unsure of why he decided to come over here in the first place. 

“– and if you all stay lovable idiots, i could find it in my heart to bless –” she stopped, hearing her name being called. it annoyed her to know she actually recognised it just from those two syllables. she turned around, staring at him in disbelief. “…landon.” she frowned, bringing her coffee back and drinking so she wouldn’t have to speak to him. while sipping, she arched an eyebrow, expecting him to explain himself. well?

“hate to break it to ya, babe, but if you keep frowning like that you’ll ruin that pretty little face of yours with early wrinkles,” landon teased with a light laugh, clearing his throat after a second, unsure of how to react to her silence. “look, kirsa, if you’re here because you’re overly infatuated with me or something...” he sighed. “don’t be. please.”

“– and that’s definitely lacking something…” kirsa popped open the cup of coffee she’d been given, took out a silver flask, and poured its contents into the coffee. “you know what, auradon, you’re not that bad. it’s exciting here. yeah, that’s right i’m talking to you –” she grinned at the nearest person, holding out her coffee like a toast. “happy new year, you sweet, sweet, problematic idiots. i love you all already.” 

“no, yeah, of course you feel like shit after drinking vodka and red bull with your medicine.. like what kind of idiot.. i’m surprised your not de-” landon froze after hearing a familiar voice from somewhere behind him, leaving the person on the other end of the line after mumbling a quick goodbye. kirsa. oh, fuck i forgot to say it out loud. “kirsa !” he called out hoping to get the girl’s attention. “hey, um, long time no see, huh? you didn't.. i didn't know you were here.”

@landonparr

“yeah, yeah you should definitely do the driving, not because i’m drunk, but because if i drove i’d probably wanna look over at you and then i’d crash, ya feel?” he said, not thinkingg much of it. “hey hey, i think you don't mean what you think you think...” landon spoke slowly, unsure if that made any sense, but deciding it was fine enough.

@landonparr

“i,” he began, trying to stand on his own and almost failing, “am not drunk, babe. i’m perfectly capable of driving.. i just don't want to anymore.” landon shook his head at her next words. “i think you mean anything but not gorgeous.”