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NEVAEH: have i mentioned i love you more than life itself? NEVAEH: not to be extra but can you get me fries NEVAEH: i’ve been stuck for like two hours
JAXON: maybe once? twice??? hearing it again would be swell tho JAXON: two fuckin hours HOLY SHIT JAXON: u coulda walked to my place and be relaxed by now JAXON: but yea girl i got u a milkshake too
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they’ve been roommates for so long. the sexual tension between the two were undeniable and she couldn’t hold it in that much longer. she just looked at the other while they were too engrossed in some trashy reality show that was playing on screen. her hand slowly moved onto their thigh as she bit down on her lesser lip. her heart beating faster than normal. “why haven’t you made a move yet?” she questioned without thought her other hand then gently cupped their cheek, thumb lightly grazing against her skin as she daringly moved even closer. “i know i’m not the only one who’s thought about this.. how it’ll feel if our lips just touched.” her thumb then moved towards their bottom lip, her eyes averting down to their mouth before meeting back with their gaze. “is it okay if i kissed you?”
Her legs were comfortably folded beneath her on the cushion, and one arm was draped along the back of the couch, a position that had proved difficult to maintain while seated so closely next to her roommate. However, despite the close proximity, Sierra was currently engulfed with the dramatics blaring on the tv screen — she was absolute trash for these equally trashy programs, but everyone had their own little guilty pleasures. It took the other’s hand placed on her thigh for the blonde to snap out of the trance she’d been in, thumb still gingerly caught between her teeth as blue hues lowered from the screen to look down at Devon’s hand, and then raised her gaze to settle on the other’s features, surprised by the blunt question. The absentminded nibbling to her thumb ceased as she lowered her hand from her face, only to carefully rest it over Devon’s as she sat in silence, just listening to the other speak. Heat flushed over her skin with every gentle touch and if she hadn’t had to focus so much on keeping her breathing steady, pink-stained lips might have even sported a smirk. “If you want to chance ruining our living situation,” she spoke cautiously against her thumb, syllables almost drawled out. “Though, just for the record..,” she trailed off as her gaze swept over the other’s features, now her turn to eye Devon’s mouth desirably before lifting to lock with her gaze once more, “I love a good gamble.”
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me while sipping apple juice out of a champagne glass and looking dramatically off into the distance: i’ve had it
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NEVAEH: sooooo guess who should’ve paid more attention when her dad taught her to watch the temperature gauge in her car NEVAEH: this girl!! NEVAEH: any chance you feel like picking me up??
JAXON: LMAO NOPE GOOD LUCK JAXON: just kiddin i’ll come save your ass JAXON: again JAXON: i’m taking a detour to get food first tho
‘I’m sorry for what happened last night. Honestly if you’d rather just forget about it, that is totally cool with me,’ Dulce said nonchalantly, ‘We just had a little too much to drink… that’s all. Right?’ Perhaps she didn’t want her to forget about it. But it would save her the pain of rejection, and the awkwardness of discussing her sexuality if she just pretended she didn’t care. 'What do you want to do about this?’
Sitting there as she listened to Dulce basically completely write off what occurred between them the previous night, Sierra couldn’t help but feel a bit hurt. As hypocritical as it was, considering she probably would’ve done the exact same had the other girl not spoken up first, the blonde couldn’t exactly shake the feeling. Clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth, Sierra finally composed herself enough to put up that infamous aloof demeanour that she usually found herself doing whenever something like this happened. “I don’t know why you’re making such a fuss over it. It was just a bit of harmless fun.” Icy blue hues focused on her painted nails, pretending to be more interested in her appearance rather than the current conversation that was eating away at her. “But going out of the way to forget about it just seems... a bit over the top. Don’t you think?” It was then that she lifted her gaze to focus on Dulce, gingerly chewing a little on the inside of her cheek — a nervous habit. “Why do we have to do anything about this? It’s not like we committed a crime. Like you said, it was just the alcohol, or whatever.”
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S a y y e s . . . Y E S .
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Clara could melt at the sight of those lips of his curling, wanting to lean in for a single kiss, but holding back so he could say whatever it was that he needed to say. “Oh, your Mama taught you that huh? I think she would be a wee bit disappointed to see that the rules most definitely do not apply to me.” Her eyes had found his, trying not to stare - or worse - drool - at the way he looked in bed beside her. Though she would never admit it out loud, she had felt happier now than she ever had before, which scared her the slightest bit. That fragile state of putting happiness in somewhat else made her feel weak, but something about Adrián made her brush off any potential risk. “Your - what?” Her knee jerk reaction was to giggle about like a little girl, but she knew she had to play off what he had just said as some kind of joke. Undying love - yeah right. Clara could feel her cheeks burning up a bit, quickly burying her head into his chest in hopes that he wouldn’t be able to read just how much his little joke actually got to her. “I think you’re absolutely full of shit because now you may be suggesting that I would be the one in the corner and we both know you couldn’t possibly do a keg chug without me being right there beside you cheering you on.” When she felt it was safe to come out from her hiding spot against him she looked back up, scrunching up her features ever so slightly at the sound of vomit. “I will not be kissing you at night if you plan on throwing up, so think about that move wisely.”
Even now, it was basically impossible for Adrián to keep his hands off of her whenever the two were together. Whether he was just discreetly touching her arm or something equally as innocent, or full on manhandling her all out of harmless play, there was always some sort of physical contact, as long as she allowed it. “Possibly,” he started with a cheeky smile to match his tone, “or maybe she’d be like the mom from that one chick movie, and just... be fuckin’ weird and cheer us on all the time.” Nodding his head slowly, the scenario played out in his mind caused his nose to scrunch up slightly, pressing his lips together to finally give a shake of his head. “Or, y’know, we could just leave her out of the loop. Just this once.” Her initial reaction to his prediction of how the night would play out had a chuckle coaxed out of him, but then as Clara buried her face against his chest and went on to call him out on it, a hearty laugh rumbled up from the pit of his stomach. “Alright, alright,” he spoke between the end of his laughter, raising a hand to rub over his face in an attempt to prevent the goofy grin from getting anymore ridiculous, if that was even possible. “This is what’s gonna go down, it’s settled. I’ll do a keg chug, you’ll be cheering me on the whole way through — my number one, and probably my only, fan — and then when I don’t puke, I get a kiss for being able to keep it together.” Dark eyebrows rose slightly at the end of his hypothetical proposal, bottom lip caught between his teeth as he waited for her approval. However, at the threat she made, he squinted his eyes at her slightly as if trying to analyze Clara while simultaneously trying to determine how hard he’d be partying in order to prevent from losing her affection. “Huh... What if I bring a travel-sized mouthwash thing? Would you still kiss me then?”
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Funny how in one moment they were fighting like cats and dogs, but the next he had his arms wrapped around her and they were playing their parts in this charade. She looked at him with the cutest you’re-an-ass-but-I-still-love-you expression she could make, hoping it was good enough for the nosy neighbor to buy it. But hearing him joke like that she couldn’t help but wrinkle up her nose and playfully punch his shoulder. “Stop that!” a small laugh rolled over her lips. “You’ll be cleaning that up by yourself,” she joked back connecting her hands behind his neck once more. Even though it still gave her the creeps, since she was a witness to a murder, it was strange how she could laugh about shooting people so easily. For some weird reason Evelyn felt safe with Vance, like he could protect her if something bad happened. But that was probably just a figment of her imagination. She didn’t know him, he didn’t know her, they didn’t even know the other existed before they had to take upon these fake lives. They were practically strangers and why would one stranger care about an other? She noticed him shooting a glance at the window behind her. Maybe the coast was clear and they didn’t have to pretend anymore. Evelyn was about to turn her head when suddenly Vance leaned in taking her by surprise and locked their lips in a kiss. A kiss so soft and tender that Evelyn forgot they were acting. Vance had given her an impression of a tough, slightly rugged guy, who won’t take shit from no one, but that kiss… So soft, so sweet, so gentle… Raising on her toes she kissed him back, arms wrapping tighter around his neck, arching her back just so slightly to press her body against his, eager to be closer. It took her a while to remember this was just an act. Realizing that she gently broke the kiss and lowered herself back on full feet. She didn’t know what to say, she just looking in his eyes still mesmerized from the kiss.
It was hard to believe that they were both forced into this situation, to play out these fake lives together. When Vance had first been told he’d be put into witness protection, he hadn’t the slightest clue that he’d have to play house with a complete stranger, in a setting that was totally foreign compared to the anything but perfect life he was accustomed to. If he’d known that beforehand, he honestly would have probably opted to chance it on his own by changing his identity and fleeing the country, probably even the whole damn continent. However, despite the torture and possibly problematic hell he’d been putting her through since meeting, Evelyn was slowly but surely starting to grow on the former gangster. Of course, he enjoyed nothing more than to get her all riled up, just for the reaction, but he knew that when it came down to it, he would do everything in his power to keep her ( and himself ) safe. Being able to kiss her on a whim with the excuse that they needed to play their part was just an added bonus. Her lips were so velvety soft, the kiss so earnest, that for a split second, he completely forgot about the charade and even the group of people mingling outside. For that brief moment, it was just the two of them. That is, until he felt Evelyn pull back. Almost chasing her lips with his own, Vance had to stop himself, though he was slightly disappointed that it had to end. “I think that did the trick,” he finally muttered, but made no effort to pry himself away from her just yet, as he was completely captivated by the woman still wrapped up in his arms, unable to decipher the chill that had coursed down his spine once their lips had connected. “Very... convincing.” The tip of his tongue poked out to smooth over his lips at an agonizingly slow pace, gears still grinding away in his head, before he reluctantly released her from his secure hold. “Could use a little work, though.” A hint of a smirk could be seen playing along his lips as he eyed her, and then averted his gaze to the window to survey their guests, shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants. “Should we go out there and play perfect hosts now?”
thexserenity:
“Do I really need to tell you why it’s a bad idea?“ she asked letting out a sigh and rubbing her temple.For all she knew he could really do that. Evelyn didn’t know this guy, didn’t know his personality, limits, nor things he could or could not do, and it was so frustrating. She had to be on high alert all the time, but it was hard. If she slipped, that would cause problems and Evelyn didn’t want that. “Don’t even try that! I don’t know how you change when you’re drunk! Or high. You might say something that is not supposed to be said,“ she paced back and forth nervously. This was getting too hard for her too, she was scared she might not be able to pull this off. Evelyn had already almost called Vance in his real name when talking to some soccer mom ten minutes ago. First social event they had and they were already fighting like a married couple. Ironically. “I get it. This is no walk in the park for me either…“ Evelyn led out a deep sigh and looked over at the window and her face turned a shade paler. There was a woman, one of their new neighbors, looking right at them with a confused, concerned expression. “Shit, that nosy bitch saw us fighting,“ Evelyn whispered trying not to move her lips much and put on a fake smile for her. To make her think everything was all right, Evelyn closed the distance between them and took his hand in hers. “Now let’s make it look like we just made up,“ she whispered looking at him lovingly, putting his hand on her waist and raising her arms to wrap around his neck. Her heart was racing, what if that woman sees through their bluff?
He wasn’t entirely sure which was more entertaining, listening to these suburban neighbours passive-aggressively gloat about their lives, or watching Evelyn pace back and forth while freaking out over something he had no real intentions of following through. “I—” Just as Vance was about to utter another quip, he was cut off by her whispering, more so by the fact that they had a spy intently watching them through the window, which could potential blow their entire charade. A dark brow raised slightly, after forcing his hardened expression to relax, as he listened to Evelyn’s solution and, without hesitation, followed suit. “Alright,” he started with a small nod, a smirk tugging up the corners of his lips as dark hues swept over her features, admiring how easily it was for her to switch back into character on the flip of a dime. Colour him impressed. “I’m sorry I said I wanted to shoot them, honey,” he spoke barely above a whisper with the most genuine sincerity he could muster up, even displaying an apologetic pout as he moved his hand from her waist to wrap strong arms around her. “I promise to only shoot one, behind the shed. With a silencer attached so nobody’ll see or hear a thing.” It was hard for him not to poke fun, especially considering this display could either prove to be successful or detrimental. His gaze flickered from Evelyn to the window, only to spot the woman still watching, and then back to Evelyn again. Without so much as a simple warning, Vance dipped his head in to capture her lips with his own in a tender kiss, which would hopefully be validation enough for their audience.
