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update;;;
hi sorry i haven't been around... but the important thing is i get to go back to the states on wednesday night!! hopefully i'll have a lot more free time through the end of this month when i go back to college.
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Paying With Naivety
"Mhm,” she replied simply, mostly distracted by the sweets she had in front of her rather than what he was saying. Her feet were swinging innocently as sat upon the counter, her innocent eyes large with wonder.
“Where wanna play next?” She asked curiously, pushing around the few remaining bits of confections on her plate.
Tate watched her from the other side of the kitchen, his eyes trained on the young girl. She would have been a looker if she didn't act like a child.
He ran a hand through his hair. "God, I dunno... Do you think you could get me into your dad's party? It might be fun."

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munday pic because i have been forgetting to post one since i revamped..
She felt his smile, and it was contagious. She smiled herself, but couldn’t stop the sigh he brought from her with his grip on her. He was so close, and being any further away from him felt like it hurt within her chest. They kissed for a while, until he started to talk about the photo. She chuckled and took his cheeks in her hands, his warm, red cheeks. “I know. I can delete it if you want,” she offered, taking her phone and opening it. “But don’t feel too bad, I think it’s hot,” she admitted, shooting him a glance and a smirk.
The smirk was all he needed to feel better. He pulled the phone from her fingers and flung it to the other end of the bed. He spoke, his mouth against hers: "Keep it then. For when I'm not here." Tate kissed her once more, his hands gripping at her just a bit tighter. He wanted to hear her sigh again. He wanted to be the reason she couldn't stay quiet.
He arched his mouth to her neck: "I can't seem to stay away from you for too long, Violet..."

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Instead of words, Violet let her lips meet his, leaning in and letting her hand rest on his chest. It always felt the same; hot. Whenever he kissed her she felt hot. Even if his lips were unusually cold. It was as addictive. He tasted like sweat and cigarettes. Or maybe it was her that tasted of cigarettes. Either way, she felt intoxicated. “You can always kiss me,” she murmured against his lips,with hands that ran over his chest, held onto his shoulders for support. If she hadn’t, she felt she would have fallen right off the bed.
He leaned back on his hands for support, her own hands running over his torso. Tate loved the ways she touched him. It always felt intimate. He smiled as he kissed her, almost so wide he couldn't keep kissing her. He leaned forward again, his shoulder pressing into hers, a hand gripping her waist.
Stopping to take a breath, he pressed his forehead against hers, eyes still closed. "Good— because I always want to, Violet." He kissed her again, and then again.
His face grew hot when he remembered just how their conversation started that evening. "I really didn't mean to send that to you, you know."
Violet set down her phone and lay back on her bed, a small smile on her lips. She couldn’t help it, she loved seeing him. If she was truly, completely honest with herself, she wanted him. Well, she always wanted him, but in that moment, she needed to feel his lips, and see his smile. As she waited, she blasted her music and closed her eyes, letting the music wash over her to wait out the time between being without him and being with him. Yet she hardly got through the second song, when a knock came from the other side of the door. When she heard his voice, her body jolted in fright and she shot up, surprised he had been so quick. But her surprise was quickly replaced with the action of her sliding off the bed and hurrying to her door, opening it and grabbing his arm, pulling him in. She closed the door behind her and wrapped her arms around him, with a smirk.
“That was quick, you run fast,” she murmured, her fingertips playing with his hair and looking into his eyes.
Lightly panting, he brushed his hair back from his forehead that was still slick with sweat. "Well you said ten minutes was too long a wait for you, so." Tate smirked, his own fingers coiling around her fingertips.
He took her hand down from his curls and led her to the bed, him hopping on and pulling her to sit with him. A hand snaked its' way to hang loosely off the nape of her neck. He trained his eyes on hers, wondering if he should go through with his next question.
"Can I kiss you now, Violet?"

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[To: TATE] Not quick enough
[To: TATE] But ok
[To: TATE] I’ll be waiting for you in my room
[to: Violet] okay i'll run
Tate pulled his shoes on and bolted— he was going to take his time to walk to hers; try and calm his nerves. But she seemed impatient and he didn't want the opportunity to pass him by. Tate thinks he made it to hers in maybe 4 minutes. A personal best.
He let himself into her house through the basement, carefully making his way through the old house to the upstairs. Once he reached her room he straightened himself out a bit.
Tate knocked on the door. "Violet!" he half-whispered.
I'm sorry I haven't gotten to my drafts on here yet— as many of you know, I'm currently recovering from some major surgeries and I'm not at home, but being taken care of by family abroad. That's taken a lot of my time/energy, and I have to leave my computer for random appointments all the time. It's been hard most days to find muse as well, but I'm hoping to take care of that more in depth tomorrow by trying to get it back. thanks for your patience!!!
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