pour a little over me

                𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥,

                                                      𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮

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“well i mean… yeah he’s an idiot.” brandon said not really being able to argue with how his boss was an idiot. when the register opened brandon’s mouth opened a little, and he wasn’t quite sure what to say. he wasn’t entirely sure he wasn’t being pranked. not really excepting to be robbed this way. brandon hesitantly took the money, if he was getting robbed, he would at least say they didn’t steal all the money. “i mean… i would more like to work for a restaurant. but i’m saving up for culinary school… i do take some cooking classes during the day though” since brandon didn’t get a straight answer from her, he was about to ask her again before she kissed his cheek and he found that he hard time finding his words. “i-… uhh..” he said looking down at her confused. “so you are robbing me… do you like… have a weapon?” brandon questioned. there had been no threats, just her marching in and doing her “thing”. but if she came in here unarmed, why would he open the safe for her?

“and you absolutely should...follow your dreams, brandon.”  she remembered his name from the greeting on the register’s screen before she hacked it open.  “use the money to fund it!  they don’t pay you enough.  i’m sure. consider it your fair share,” raven shrugged, always preaching about her anti-capitalist ideas whenever she could.  “no, i’m not robbing you...i’m robbing joe,” she said it like it was obvious.  her eyes darted to an employees only door and wondered whether the safe was in there or if it was just a break room.  a look of confusion contorted her soft features when he asked if she had a weapon.  "oh...do i have to threaten your life to get your to open up a door for me?”  raven asked, taking another step towards him.  “no weapons...you can strip search me if you’d like?” she teased with a sparkle in her eye, just for a moment, before she stepped past him in search of the manager’s office.  “by the way...are you gonna call the cops?  a heads up would be nice.”

brandon watched as the person stepped out of the shadows and made herself known. he couldn’t help but notice the way she was dressed. she looked good, and also both out of place and like she belonged here at the same time. “uhhh” brandon let out as she locked the door behind her, was this a prank? “well i think all our burgers are good…” he said as his voice slowly faded as she jumped the counter. he was about to tell her she wasn’t allowed to be back there, but then she started talking and started messing with the register and brandon feared her intentions might be a little more sinister. he took a step back as he talked “we don’t have a vegan option. i keep suggesting it, but my boss thinks it’s all a phase the world will grow out of… he also doesn’t believe in global warming.” brandon said before clearing his throat. “am i on that show… punk’d. or that other one with all the old white dudes who prank people?” brandon asked curiously. he would expect if he was ever going to be robbed, it would be at gunpoint. not just someone casually jumping over the counter and start messing with the register while talking casually.

“your boss sounds like an idiot,” raven gave the worker a pointed look before the register popped open. “you still got it,” she praised herself under her breath. there wasn’t much in there, but she emptied the cash slots anyway. “that’s for you if you want it — for your troubles,” raven handed over the money with a wink, “i mean you don’t really want to work here, right? for someone like that? a corporation?” she nearly gagged at the word. just as she was about to move on to the safe, he asked if he was being pranked. she couldn’t help but laugh, mockingly of course. it was comical how often people underestimated her petite frame and doe eyes. it was part of what made her job so easy, so satisfying. she stretched her arm out to gently palm his strong jaw, looking deeply into his brown eyes. “you are so woefully ignorant…i wish i could keep you,” raven pressed a soft kiss into his cheek. settling back onto her heels, she pat his shoulder and asked, “okay, big guy. how about that safe, huh?”

“Yes there is. There are several right times– I can think of at least 4 in the past year.” She’s put out, her lips in a small pout. She’s too wrapped up in him to care– for the potential repercussions to be anything more than vague ideas. She follows where he urges, sinking into his lap, resting against his chest. And that–his heart beating steadily against hers feels like home– in a way no building had ever managed to. “I know you’re not trying to distract me by kissing my neck– that’s low-- Eoghan.” She can’t keep the soft amusement or undercurrent of desire out of her voice. “…Mob wife? I’m actually a pretty decent shot– might fit right in.” She chuckles softly, tilting her head until she’s nudging his nose gently with hers. “You could have told me E, that’s– why I’m upset. Not… not the job. Not the family– just that you didn’t say. That you thought it would scare me off– “ She snorts–it’s a soft sound– but it’s still a snort, that’s quickly buried by easy laughter. “Thought I told you– whenever, wherever, whatever.” She exhales softly, her mind spinning. “You have to trust me– this only works if you do.”

“Is it working?” Eoghan’s words were briefly muffled by her skin before he managed to pull away.  It was low, as Billie put it, but it was worth a try.  He went to focus on their current milestone, moving in together after years of being long distance.  What good was it to them if they dwelled on what he should have done in the past?  “I’m sure you will,” he smiled as their noses kissed.  It seemed like he was overlooking it now, but the fact that Billie accepted him so wholly, without conditions, was a testament to how solid their love was.  Their bond was unbreakable.   “Hindsight’s twenty-twenty.  I know that.  I should’ve told you sooner, but we worked as is.  I didn’t want to rock the boat with some shit like that,” his laughter melted into hers, “And to be fair...I didn’t expect you to be so chill about it...I think you kinda like it.”  Lacing his fingers with hers, he brought the back of her hand to his lips again.  “I do.  I trust you completely, babe.  No more secrets, alright?” Eoghan assured her with a quick peck and a slap to her ass.  “Now, can I show you around...or we can go straight to christening the place...again,” he teased, slipping his hand between thighs.

she could feel her embarrassment dissolve at the welcome as she dreaded rejection. “ thank you so much! “ finally taking a step into his home, monica took a quick glance at the interior before giving him her attention. everything that she was currently wearing was completely soaked and clung to her frame like a second skin. “ please, if you don’t mind. “ the smile she had before didn’t leave as she had finally gotten a closer look at her neighbor. damn, he’s cute. “ nice to meet you, nate. finally. “ she joked while her hand gently took his, “ i’m monica. “

elena put her clothes down on his dresser, a brief moment of hesitation as she took his hand. she closed the space between them, his hand holding hers as she stood before him. “ i don’t want to be a disappointment. i know i have a lot to work on. trust especially. i have no excuse for why it’s gotten this bad, but i want to trust you. i want to be able to trust in general. to put my faith in someone and bet everything on how much i love them. how much i love you. i don’t want to be the reason my heart aches in my chest. threatening to drown me in sadness. i don’t want to hurt you anymore either. ” she sighed, cupping his cheek with her free hand.