moonchild

"well i'll tell you right now, if i get anything for a next time i know already that it'll be great." he debated on telling the other that he was pretty much the human equivalent of a garbage disposal, but figured the more she was around him that the faster she would learn such. though he was relieved when his abrupt bite didn't strike the other as rude, at least that's what he presumed considering the warm smile that still was radiant on her features. he took another once over at the food that she'd prepared, stomach letting out an indicative growl that he probably waited a little too long since the last time he ate — a bad habit he'd fall into at times when being a little too immersed in his clients' sessions. but when the femme was obviously surprised from his compliment, it seemed to draw his interest a little more than the food in that moment. "just telling the truth," he furthered, keeping his eyes on her. "which you really do every day. but maybe i'm just a little more happy to see your face today."

when he assures that if there was a next time that it would be great she smiled warmly. his gentle kindness was something she wasn't really used to, though she did her best to welcome it. "we'll you'll have to tell me what you like most and everything, so i can make it again or try other things i can make you." she beams brightly to him promising a next time would surely happen. hearing his stomach growl she can't help but to giggle and look to him. "i guess i was right on time to stop by then." she comments seeing as he was clearly hungry now. though she did wonder why he seemed to have waited so long to eat, but never the less she was glad to be here and bring him the meal. with his eyes locked on her, she could feel the redness in her cheeks grow a meek smile on her lips. gently she tucks back a strand of her hair nervously. "you're too kind trace.." she giggles. "i'm happy to see your face too.."

@mccnxhild

to say that she was jealous was an understatement. watching the way their waitress flirted with him so clearly made her heart sink. the woman was gorgeous - she was full figured and her smile was perfect. there wasn't a dot of make up out of place and rose couldn't help but to feel inferior to her. what wasn't there to like, and by the looks of it either trace didn't notice or care - perhaps he even liked the advances? besides it's not like either of them had been particularly clear about what they were exactly. they went on .. date like activities and spent nights together - sure lots of things like a couple but they never titled anything. reassuring him that she was okay when asked she forced a smile on her lips despite the nagging feeling in her chest. things would get a touch better when the woman was away - but then every time she came back everything suddenly felt worse all over. feeling his warm touch and cool metal of his rings she gazes up to him as their fingers interlock. when he squeezed her hand she couldn't help the way her face lit up with a smile wide on her face. she nods in agreement that they were okay. "yeah.. thank you.'" she quietly agrees.

despite his difficulty in reading others, he tried every bit to do just that in this moment as he'd cut the other off from her path. he noticed the fact that she was obviously trying to avoid eye contact with him, maybe a hint of ambivalence prevalent as he was actively trying to prevent her from passing by. "it's not nothing," he interjected, brow furrowed as he was almost now trying to actively bob and weave to meet her gaze. "if it was nothing you wouldn't be trying to avoid me." marcus reached out to place a gentle hand on her arm, almost in effort to calm the visible tension evident in her posture. "if it was nothing you wouldn't be treating me differently than you were the other night."

the way marcus insisted it wasn't nothing had her spiraling right there in front of him trying to keep her cool. she had no right to be possessive of him, he wasn't hers they weren't a thing. they were coworkers, friends even but nothing more. his hand on her arm makes her slowly catch his gaze a look of discomfort in her face due to her own inner turmoil. "i.." she sighs when he points out that she was indeed treating him differently. grabbing his hand she pulls him into her tech room and shuts the door. "i was irritated and jealous of mel okay." she admits in a huff to him turning her back toward him as she places the files down on her desk. "she always has to bring you a coffee, and laugh at all your stupid jokes really loud, and beg to see pictures of your pets and stuff.."

he was thankful that stella felt enough comfort in him that she could take his words as truth and open up as much or little as she wanted. a soft smile rested on his features as she admitted how much he really did help her, though it was difficult for the same smile to stay when she brought up her management. theo knew all too well of the tricky wording some of these companies would use to have such control over their artists they signed, so much so that he'd heard the term 'slave contract' being thrown around on more than one occasion, but hearing it from the woman in front of him made it that much more painful to his heart. pulling back to look at the expression on her face, brows furrowed as the wheels in his brain started to turn. "how would someone go about that? like, starting the process and all?"

gazing up at him her stomach lurches, the expression on his face. how saddened he looked by this situation. the last thing stella wanted to do was bog theo down with her struggles but.. wasn't that apart of being together? you shared you're difficulties with one another. when he asked what the process of that would look like she shrugs her shoulders. "i.. i don't know honestly." she says softly with a small sigh. "things.. haven't ever really been good, for me in the company.. i just i don't know how to get out." she admits to him sadly. "it's not exactly safe." she says to him cautiously.

"i just really appreciate him for how he was able to calm me down and got you here to me so quickly." as he pats her hand, she nodes once. "okay - i'll be right here waiting. i'll just play my little games on my phone incase it takes awhile for you."

"yeah we have an agreement to make each other aware of people we care able being in trouble." he tells her kindly. "don't worry i promise it won't be long." he pats her head softly before heading off to talk to the nurses and doctors quickly. once given the clear he happily comes back smiling to her. "doc is just gonna come by in a few to check off and then we can get out of here, how's that sound?"

"i'm sorry kenz -- it's not that i didn't want to ask you. i just didn't want to put that weight on you to have to pack up everything and halt your life for six months. especially to go across the country." he explains tenderly. as she sits back down on the steps, jade carefully crouches down in front of her to keep meeting her eyes. "i don't want to go either, but i also can't really leave carson on his own. i have to make sure he is taking care of himself." reaching a hand out, he carefully rubs her shoulder. "we can still facetime every day - and we talk everyday. the only thing that will be changing for a short time is that i won't be here in person. but i will still be here."

kenzie wanted to be optimistic, she wanted to believe him that things wouldn't change besides the distance. that this was just temporary - but given her past it was hard to think things would be different. as he crouches before her she looks to him her eyes softening. "i know.. i know you can't leave him on his own i'm being selfish.." she admits to him softly. as much as she wanted him to stay with her and be by her side, she knew how important tit was that he was with carson. leaning into his touch this time she looks to him with sad eyes. "are you sure.. that won't be too troublesome for you?" she asked. "i just.. i don't want to lose my best friend ya'know?"

"nah - i quit after my first daughter was born. and also super expensive too." he jokes slightly. usually stuff like this wasn't what he would spend his free nights doing, but his youngest daughter needed a ride and she wanted him to stay and try to mingle with people. but the only face he recognized was honey, so he kept gravitating towards her and talking to her. "no no, you are all good. i don't mind company." he explains. "it's just in there was too stuffy and being on my feet for too long kind of kills me too." a small pause. "do you go to a lot of things like this? or is this kind of out of your depth too?"

nodding her head when he said how and when he stopped smoking she smiled glad to know he did something good for the young girl. "well i'm glad you don't mind, you're the only person i really know here." she smiled. sure she sorta knew some others, but more so just surface level with them. "oh stuffy for sure honestly. but hey the drinks and snacks are pretty good." she comments smiling. laughing she nods in agreement when asked about this being out of her depth. "hm yeah it sorta is - unless it's work related this usually isn't my wheel house."

there was a piece of him that felt bad for using the crass word term of stealing, and it was likely that he not have been as drained it wouldn't have crossed his lips, but he knew he couldn't take back the word. however when she seemed genuinely confused with his mention of the tickets, he felt she was showing her first bit of honesty in their brief but packed interaction. sure she could have just been a good actress, even if her lies weren't very convincing prior, but there was a sense of genuine honesty in her eyes after she inhaled deeply. it would make sense for her to go into a room of one of the large group of guys that were obviously heading somewhere together, unlucky for her haneul wasn't the most extroverted type. his features grew softer with her admission, a firm brow relaxing into a more understanding quirk instead. he let the quiet sit around them for a moment as he tried to fully understand the situation before speaking once more, "what's your name?"

honestly she knew he was in his every right to assume she was stealing - and in a way she was. using the hot water, ordering room service on his dime. he had all rights to be angry with her. truly she just hoped that maybe he would dispute the extra charges and everything would be resolved by the time she left and he wouldn't be charged. hair wet and sticking to her she looks to him with an honesty in her eyes. miyeon chews on her lips as she waits for his response fearing the worst case scenario - but she was ready to face whatever the consequences of her actions. standing still she moves to toy with her wet locks she looks to him before brows knitting together when he asked her what her name was. "my name..?" she repeats quietly. "miyeon..what's your name?"

he could still feel a hint of talon's program lingering inside of his chest. — but his labored breathing had settled and the one person in the world who actually meant something to him was now standing before him. freja. his freja. it almost felt like a dream that he never wanted to wake up from and, gods above, he hoped that was the case. he blinked. once, then twice. as if his mind was playing tricks on him; as if she might disappear after he opened his eyes. she didn't. of course, she didn't. even a version of freja created in his own mind would be just as stubborn, emre was sure of it. " you plan to stay ? as an agent of talon ? " brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, but he took a step closer now, head shaking in disapproval. " you can't, freja. "

"i do." she nods in agreement. as he steps closer she grabs his arm gently and shakes her head. "i can and i will." she tells him sternly. "i didn't come all this way to find you to leave. we've always been in this together emre, just because it looks different now doesn't mean i'm going to leave your side."

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