* 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗦 𝘛𝘖𝘖 𝘉𝘙𝘖𝘒𝘌 !

                              she’s     certain     way     he     utters     her     name     will     forever     send     shivers     down     her     spine     ,     and     equally     certain     beating     vessel     thrumming     heavily     in     gilded     cage     will     forever     love     him     just     as     fiercely     .     fawn     irises     lift     to     meet     his     as     she     leans     into     his     touch     ,     lashes     fluttering     closed     for     the     briefest     moment     ,     like     a     cat     surrendering     to     the     gentlest     stroke     .     he     was     the     only     one     who     ever     truly     saw     her     ,     not     as     a     product     ,     not     as     a     machine     ,     but     as     a     girl     aching     simply     to     love     and     be     loved     .     and     he     met     that     ache     effortlessly     ,     as     though     it     were     the     most     natural     thing     in     the     world     .     she     understood     him     just     as     clearly     ,     beneath     stubborn     edges     and     quiet     resilience     ,     she     saw     the     goodness     threaded     through     him     —     he     might     not     have     believed     it     himself     ,     but     she     did     ,     with     every     part     of     her     .           ‘     and     i     love     you     .     ’           whispers     firmly     ,     tone     leaving     no     room     for     doubt     ,     as     her     hands     rise     to     cradle     features     .     her     palms     are     warm     against     dermis     when     she     leans     in     ,     pressing     a     gentle     ,     fleeting     kiss     to     brims     .           ‘     dont     let     me     go     .     ’           she     kisses     him     again     ,     soft     grin     curving     brims     as     she     tugs     him     down     to     her     height     .     ‘     stay     with     me     forever     and     ever     .     ’           a     faint     giggle     slips     from     petals     as     her     limbs     coil     around     his     shoulders     .     it’s     only     then     that     awareness     flickers     ,     the     open     air     around     them     ,     the     possibility     of     prying     eyes     behind     curtained     windows     witnessing     two     fools     tangled     in     the     sweet     absurdity     of     being     hopelessly     in     love     .           ‘     your     boss     is     sooooo     going     to     fire     you     ,     baby     .     ’           hands     find     his     ,     fingers     intertwining     as     she     finally     parts     from     their     closeness     ,     tugging     him     toward     front     door     of     abode     with     kittenish     insistence     .     a     mischievous     glint     sparks     in     doe     irises     as     her     pearls     catch     lower     lip     ,     unable     to     peel     gaze     away     from     him     ,     a     hunger     settling     in     abdomen     she's     certain     he     can     sense     .     once     they     fall     into     a     rhythm     towards     entrance     ,     she     suddenly     pivots     ,     pressing     herself     back     into     his     chest     ,     pink     petals     colliding     with     his     in     a     kiss     thats     equal     parts     bold     and     tender     .

                                    it was always the inevitable when he found himself in her space , suddenly all other things seemed tedious compared to being around her. all he wanted was to be with her , intoxicating scent filling his nose , gentle skin grazed by his fingers , gentle smile on brims as a reaction to him. it was a silly concept , really — the idea that someone could truly love him for who he was. reckless , undependable , someone who took selfishness to a new height. it boiled down to the simple idea that colin wasn't a good person. and he didn't care to hide it — wasn't a fan of hiding parts of himself just to please someone else. autumn knew that , knew him , every single part of him no matter how dark some parts were. and despite all that — she loved him anyway. undeniably , irrevocably loved him. and oh , how he loved her. how colin would move the moon & stars if that would make her happy. he allowed her father to step in & attempt to ruin them , time after time let the threatening words cloud his true admiration , and even if it killed him , he would never allow it to happen again. brushed lips cause a small smile to form against his brims , hands moving to rest at her waist , pulling frame closer to his , ' i'll never leave you , sweet girl. you're stuck with me. ' chuckles , following her motions as they make their way towards the house. shrugs shoulders , clicking tongue as he's reminded why he was outside in the first place , ' ah , he wouldn't do that. case knows i'm the only son of a bitch that'll put up with his customers. ' steps up towards the front door before he watches her turn towards him , hand reaching up to cup her cheek & fingertips move between locks of her hair , lips aligning with hers with pure desire. he takes free hand to open the door behind , gently guiding them into the home before turning , gently pressing her back against the door as it shuts , moving both hands to her hips as he tightly pushes in her skin.

                              it     feels     like     slipping     into     a     dream     once     conjured     in     his     youth     ,     foolish     yearning     now     materializing     before     ceruleans     .     he     hadnt     clung     to     the     ghost     of     her     all     those     years     ,     no     ,     time     had     taught     him     to     fill     cold     linen     sheets     with     fleeting     warmth     and     nameless     faces     when     beating     vessel     burned     for     company     .     yet     some     quiet     part     of     him     would     always     belong     to     her     ,     a     stubborn     pulse     that     refused     to     fade     no     matter     the     distance     and     time     that     stretched     between     them     .     and     if     she     hadn’t     known     it     then     ,     she     could     feel     it     now     .     theres     heat     in     the     trail     her     palms     carve     up     bicep     ,     seeping     into     every     fiber     of     being     until     breath     catches     in     esophagus     .     palm     drifts     upward     ,     coming     to     rest     against     her     roseate     cheek     as     he     gazes     down     at     her     ,     drinking     in     the     delicate     dance     of     petals     ,     the     way     they     shape     each     word     as     if     putting     him     under     a     spell     .           ‘     i     dont     think     i've     wanted     anything     more     .     ’           voice     is     thick     with     hunger     before     closing     the     little     space     between     them     ,     mouths     colliding     in     a     kiss     that     burns     with     restless     longing     .     he’s     never     felt     more     alive     ,     heart     thrumming     a     frantic     rhythm     against     gilded     cage     ,     threatening     to     break     free     as     he     tastes     the     dizzying     sweetness     her     mouth     offers     .     once     ,     he     wanted     nothing     more     than     for     his     brother     to     turn     his     gaze     elsewhere     ,     find     another     to     fill     his     days     ,     but     now     ,     this     is     what     he     wanted     above     all     else     .     he     wants     her     ,     wholly     and     without     restraint     ,     to     make     her     his     and     rewrite     every     second     they     lost     .     hands     wander     from     small     of     her     back     ,     palms     molding     to     every     curve     as     if     memorizing     the     shape     of     her     .     his     fingers     trail     behind     her     thighs     ,     and     in     one     effortless     motion     ,     he     lifts     her     ,     limbs     coiling     around     his     waist     .     foyer     wall     catches     them     with     a     soft     thud     ,     the     sound     lost     beneath     the     hush     of     their     breath     as     his     tongue     pressed     into     her     mouth     .     he's     so     certain     then     ,     she     can     feel     length     that     hardens     underneath     her     ,     a     low     groan     escapes     him     ,     swallowed     entirely     between     their     lips     . 

“     can     you     just     .     .     .     wait     a     damn     minute     ?     ”     it’s     frazzled     ,     a     rush     of     moment.     barely     having     time     to     process     words     ,     let     alone     react.     it’s     the     collecting     of     her     things     that     springs     him     forward     ,     moves     quickly     in     front     of     door.     “     i     didn’t     pick     anyone     .     .     .     i     didn’t     get     a     damn     say     in     the     matter.     ”     his     chest     squeezes     in     ,     guilt     practically     clawing     upwards.     digits     flex     ,     remaining     at     his     sides     ,     with     the     urge     to     reach     out     for     her.     “     don’t     you     dare     ,     for     a     second     ,     think     i’m     gonna     enjoy     this     .     .     .     or     that     i     don’t     want     you     bad     enough.     trust     me     ,     if     it     was     that     simple     .     .     .     god.     ”     exhales     ,     shaky     ,     dragging     digits     down     his     face.     “     not     everyone     gets     their     life     handed     to     them     on     a     silver     fuckin’     platter.     just     .     .     .     chill     out     for     two     seconds.     ”     deep     sigh     ,     already     regretting     words     ,     as     brows     pinch     upwards.     “     i’m     not     gonna     be     happy     with     her     ,     and     you     know     that.     ”

                                    ' you do have a say .. did you even try to fight for us? ' asks , a chuckle passing brims as a smile forms on cheeks .. though not from joy. she didn't understand — and she would never act as if she did. made her own choices from birth without a care in the world what anyone else thought. it didn't matter — there was never anyone that cared enough to speak against her. watches as he stands between her & the door ... pain increasing in her chest with every second that passes in his presence. shakes her head , finally allowing herself to feel , tears rimming in irises while the anger fueled quickly burned out, replaced with something much different. ' yeah — and this conversation is really proving how much you want me, isaiah. i have every damn right to not be chill about this. ' quickly takes index under her eye to wipe the tear away , ' whether or not you picked her or if you're happy or not .... you've made it abundantly clear this is how it's gonna be. ' the voice crack shines through words as she takes a step closer to him , bag secured on her shoulder as her heartstrings tighten. ' so why the fuck am i still here? '

“     so     ,     you’re     angry     .     .     .     ”     drawls     ,     yet     doesn’t     flinch     –     not     at     the     sharpness     ,     or     the     finality     of     his     tone.     half     expected     it     .     .     .     thought     sincerity     would     soften     the     blow     but     ,     happens     to     resort     to     another     attempt.     without     another     word     ,     she     slides     herself     upon     the     hood     of     the     vehicle     ,     sitting     right     in     front     of     him     like     she     belonged     there     –     as     if     she     always     had.     “     you’re     right.     i     walked     away     ,     and     i     chose     that     .     .     .     but     now     i’m     choosin’     to     be     right here.     ”     leans     back     slightly     on     her     hands     ,     the     tiniest     of     smiles     showcase.     “     so     fine.     maybe     i     am     wastin’     my     time     but     ,     can     you     blame     a girl for tryin'     ?     ”     a     pause     ,     searching     into     his     features     .     .     .     past     the     coldness     in     his     stance     ,     “     i     just     want     to     sit     here     for     a     bit     ,     right     here     .     .     .     soakin’     in     everything     i     missed     out     on     so     ,     give     me     an     hour     of     that     and     i’ll     gladly     walk     out     and     never     come     back     ,     unless     .     .     .     ?     ”     leaves     question     open     ,     a     tilt     of     her     head.     

                                cold exterior was executed to everyone in his life ... since an early age, his families coldness clearly rubbing off in hommes countenance. and out of everyone, she was the one to bring the walls down. she had allowed himself to truly be him, which is why it stung deeper when she walked away. ' what are ya doin'? ' pushes out a breath with the words as he shakes his head , an honest surprise showing on his features. she was pulling out every trick she had up her sleeve , and each one more tempting than the last. eyes meet hers as he listens, pushing back the urge to race irises over delicate features that sat against the vehicle. ' yeah ... you chose it — and the choice you made can't be one you can suddenly change. the damage is already done. ' shrugs shoulders , turning around and picking up the oil stained rag , wiping hands before throwing it back down. ' you can soak it in all you want, lyla. but all you'll achieve from that is more regret. ' turns , palms of hands leaning on the edge of the hood , eyes locking with hers once again , ' so make the next hour count. '

“     oh     ,     don’t     you     dare.     ”     a     snap     ,     levels     of     frustration     raise     .     .     .     the     facade     of     even     coldness     breaks     ,     which     always     seems     to     be     the     influence     of     him.     he     always     seemed     to     have     this     infuriating     knack     –     the     way     of     fully     understanding     her     without     the     presence     of     words     ,     with     just     a     simple     glance     .     .     .     became     capable     of     reading     every     edge     of     her.     and     at     first     ,     flattery     was     the     main     emotion.     like     ,     some     true     symbol     of     love     .     .     .     and     now     ?     she     wishes     to     erase     it     all     ;     to     become     so     void     of     emotions     he’s     incapable     of     reading     her.     “     this     isn’t     easy     for     me     ,     y’know     !     to     just     walk     away     after     everything     ,     especially     after     being     back     .     .     .     but     i     promised     a     future.     to     someone     else.     and     i     built     my     own     life     out     there     ,     with     nobody’s     help     .     .     .     and     i     love     it     !     i     love     my     life.     ”     tells     it     mostly     to     herself.     “     and     yet     ,     here     i     am.     ”     a     bitter     laughter     coats     her     throat     ,     “     i’m     stuck     ,     and     you’re     enjoyin’     every     single     second     of     it.     ”     swallows     ,     hues     flicker     away     before     they     can     connect     with     his     again.     “     you’re     not     gonna     turn     this     into     an     argument.     i’m     not     stayin’     here     because     of     you     ,     if     that’s     what     you’re     hintin’     at.     ”     another     bold     faced     lie     ,     “     let     me     reverse     it     on     you     ,     why     are     you     so     .     .     .     eager     for     me     to     leave     ,     huh     ?     ”

                                    once again the semi - cordial conversation quickly reared sour , hand reaching up to his face as it slides down features , pushing out a breath as he listened. scenes such as one he stood in proved why they could never work — it was never easy. one wrong question & the two found themselves at each others throats ... most of the time , there was only one time they actually got along. ' you sure are makin' it clear how much you love it up there , saige. how many more times you gonna repeat it 'till you convince yourself? ' stands from his seat , crossing arms over his chest while she continued. wants to allow himself to tell her how she was still it for him ... how she didn't need to tell him about the fiancé , he already knew. foolishly went to find her after she left , seeing locked arms and happy smiles when he did. ' you ain't stuck, darlin. either you wanna be here or you wanna be there. fightin' with yourself is doin' nothin' but hurting you. ' chuckles , jaw clenching as he shakes his head , ' you wanna know why i'm eager? i'll tell ya. i don't like seein' you. ' shrugs his shoulders , ' i don't like bein' reminded every damn day of us an' how i thought we would be the ones that stuck. ' words become louder with every one that left, ' you didn't feel the same. you didn't just leave this town — you left me. an' the quicker you leave, the quicker i can move the hell on. '

“     what     am     i     supposed     to     think     about     all     of     this     ?     ”     gulps     ,     an     internal     struggle     lingering.     he’s     self     aware     enough     to     realize     this     outburst     ,     maybe     deserved     ,     exists     outside     of     his     norm.     and     even     with     his     best     attempt     to     rein     it     back     in     ,     there’s     no     use.     shoulders     are     tense     ,     hues     sharpen     at     edges.     “     you     never     cared     ,     right     ?     that’s     why     it’s     so     easy     for     you     to     just     say     goodbye.     ”     shrugs     ,     realization     settles     into     edges.     “     .     .     .     so     ,     tomorrow     is     it.     ”     a     beat.     feels     weight     of     request     on     the     tip     of     tongue     but     knows     it’s     gonna     increase     the     roughness.     feels     the     ticking     time     aligning     with     his     pulse     ,     feels     the     doom     of     having     to     watch     her     fame     continue     to     be     plastered     everywhere     around     for     him     to     see     –     for     him     to     sulk     over     ,     and     yet     still     blurts     out     the     only     thing     he     can.     “     give     me     the     rest     of     the     night.     ”

                          ' you're supposed to believe me when i tell you that i didn't want this. '  and while she was sure he was convinced that she was set to break his heart from the beginning , she remembers he can't see things from her side. the internal fight to tell all the writers , producers to fuck off so she can finally do something for herself. and while the option was screaming at her , she knew that at the end of the day ... it wasn't her choice to make. ' i was expectin' a couple hook ups , no strings , something that wasn't real . i didn't expect to — ' and there it is .. the fear bubbling to the surface. that her & tanner beat to the drum that was anything but unreal . ' tanner ... ' and she dares to reach out , stepping closer as hand grazes bicep , ' this is anything but easy . it's the hardest thing i've ever had to do. ' whispers , searching his gaze for something that shown that he believed her . ' what do you suggest we do? '

“     you’re     so     full     of     shit.     ”     feels     riled     up     ,     burst     of     jealousy     boils     over     .     .     .     yet     refuses     to     let     it     simmer.     refuses     to     acknowledge     how     much     it     drives     that     pit     in     her     stomach     ,     “     don’t     act     like     that’s     your     way     of     moving     on     .     .     .     you’re     just     reachin’     for     the     nearest     body     to     prove     some     pathetic     point.     so     ,     if     you     want     my     honesty     .     .     .     ”     deep     sigh     ,     swallows.     maintains     tame     composure     ,     faking     some     laughter     .     .     .     even     if     it     has     a     hint     of     bitterness     present.     “     i’d     feel     bad     for     liv     but     ,     happy     to     have     someone     else     deal     with     your     shit.     ”

                                    could almost analyze what blonde would say before words left her brims & this was one of those times ... especially when aaron would gladly react the same way . the push & pull they have invited one another to was doing no good — considering they always knew where one another would end up when the sky turns dark . ' on the contrary , actually ... she's been interested in me for quite some time . ' shoulders shrug gently , eyes glancing over to the brunette at the bar top before moving back to meet with blonde , ' just never entertained it — i had you . didn't want anyone else . ' clicks tongue , pushing himself off the wall , ' oh well ! guess things are different now ... now , if you'll excuse me . ' sends her a soft grin before his feet pick up , walking over to stand next to liv , not speaking a word , not yet , before waving the bartender down .

“     you     really     don’t     have     to     promise     me     anything.     ”     simplest     of     shrugs     .     .     .     tone     breaks     a     little     at     edges     ,     softness     pours     out     of     him     –     just     as     a     natural     influence.     “     hey     ,     if     me     being     here     helps     even     a     little     .     .     .     will     gladly     stay.     just     need     you     to     buy     me     like     6     coffees     tomorrow.     ”     curves     up     a     smile     yet     ,     it     doesn’t     seem     to     reach     his     hues.     instead     ,     they     swirl     with     his     own     guilt.     “     it’s     all     gonna     be     okay     ,     han.     ”

                                    there was something about his presence that gave her a sense of safety ... as if with him being around excluding all sense of fear from her — whether it be physical , or simply making her feel better . she reaches out to him as her fingertips wrap around his , shuffling self a bit closer to him on the couch . ' why are you so good to me ? ' and her tone is soft , almost a whisper as she looks down at their hands , a soft sniffle leaving the air . ' you were right — you know . ' chuckles , eyes meeting his with a certain softness , ' you told me he was a dick ... just didn't wanna believe it , i guess . '

〝   ok,   relax,   〞she   murmurs,   timbre   casual   as   she   turns   from   the   mirror,   crossing   the   room   with   that   easy   confidence   she’s   perfected   over   the   years.   every   step   feels   intentional,   her   heels   clicking   softly   against   the   floor.   she   stops   in   front   of   him,   close   enough   for   him   to   catch   a   faint   trace   of   her   perfume   ––– light,   expensive,   impossible   to   ignore.   arms   wrap   around   homme's   neck   to   adjust   the   collar   of   his   jacket   as   her   eyes   meet   his.   〝   you   don’t   really   want   to   drag   me   to   one   of   those   lunches,   do   you?   be   honest.   they’re   exhausting.   the   food’s   bad,   the   conversation’s   worse,   and   i’ll   be   sitting   there   pretending   to   care   about   policy   updates   while   you   fight   to   stay   awake.   it’s   cruel,   really.   for   both   of   us.   〞giggle   slips   through   her   lips,   as   zoey   tilts   her   head,   slowly.   〝   surely   we   can   think   of   a   better   way   to   spend   the   afternoon,   right?   〞her   voice   drops   to   a   whisper,   smile   turning   sly.   〝   come   on,   don't   be   so   serious   for   once.   you   deserve   a   day   off.   you   already   do   so   much   for   him   –––  us.   〞

                                    and he was nothing if not observant , and with the femme that stood in front of him — he quickly realized if he didn't take extra precaution , then she would slip from his fingers with ease . he had to be careful ... and up until recently , colin had been just that . allows her to have her fun , scent encompassing every sense he obtained when she neared closer & he had to bring all forces to avoid reacting to such . ' you're cute when you're trying to get me fired . ' raises a brow , pushing out a breath . sudden contact brings memories of previous entanglement & honesty comes through when homme doesn't know how it happened .... one moment they were at each others throats , ready to snap clean — and the next she was wrapped around him as he was locking the bathroom door at whatever club she had decided to show up to that night . ' what your dad says .. goes , princess an' i think you're very aware of that . now .. why don't you be a good girl an' go get changed ? '

love was a two ⸺ way street and anica knew that. she knew how much she gave and how it spilled out of her like a fountain yet when it came to her first, and only, love, there had been a drought. the first chance she got to escape, she did and gave little thought to the impact it had made on graham. thankfully, the dating pool in new york was shallow and it allowed her to reflect on the love she had abandoned. as he stood before her, looking like a beatdown puppy. “ graham ...   ” tone delicate, daring to inch closer. was she a bad person? very much so. “ i came back for you. i fucked up but i'm back, graham. i told you i'd never come back if i left but i did.   ” her feigned innocence displays itself in wide eyes, hoping that his mind would drop the past and let them resume back when they were content. free from ideas of abandonment and regret, to which she had many. “ i never meant to hurt you. i hope you know that at the very least. but,   ” hands rise high in complicity, “ if you really aren't willing to hear me out, i'll leave. i'll leave and you'll never hear from me again.   ” it was manipulative and selfish to call threats but she needed to do something. anything just so he'd hear her out.

                                    and as sick & twisted the sentiment sounds ... there was a small part of him that wanted to hear what she was going to say . what ideas she had cooked up on the drive over & how they could make him forget about the time elapsed ... as if she never walked away . it had always been on the tip of their relationship , something tugging at both of them that was screaming they were doomed to fail . graham had always chose to ignore this , believing ( and in a way , convincing ) that nothing could break them apart . oh , what a fool he truly was . a long silence fills the garage as she speaks an ultimatum , before a chuckle passes his brims . ' and how lucky i am to be graced by your presence yet again . ' shakes his head , pushing himself off the car and walking across to the mini fridge he had conveniently placed in the workspace , grabbing a beer and opening the top before taking a sip , ' anica .. you can stand here & try an' explain yourself all night long . it won't change anything . ' shrugs shoulders , turning to look at her , ' you've got your life & i've got mine . if you thought you could just walk back into my life expectin' open arms .. then that big fancy city just made you delusional . '

SPENCER & TOBY Pretty Little Liars | 2.25

                              hadn’t     expected     to     find     love     so     soon     .     the     thought     ,     her     confessions     ,     sparked     a     melodious     laugh     that     escaped     into     the     air     .     not     at     her     ,     no     ,     but     because     of     her     ,     because     of     how     utterly     ,     maddeningly     ,     drawn     to     her     he     was     .     had     always     believed     love     to     be     a     foreign     language     for     those     like     him     ,     musicians     forever     on     the     road     ,     lives     exposed     to     constant     scrutiny     .     knew     it     would     be     tenfold     harder     for     someone     in     his     position     ,     yet     it     was     a     challenge     he     was     willing     to     face     ,     so     long     as     it     was     with     her     ,     for     her     .     a     low     hum     escapes     esophagus     as     hands     anchor     her     to     his     chest     ,     lifting     her     effortlessly     as     she     clings     to     him     ,     with     a     fluid     motion     ,     he     guides     her     back     against     the     mattress     ,     hovering     over     her     so     completely     that     four     walls     of     bedroom     ceases     to     exist     .           ‘     so     that     means     yes     then     ?     ’           timbre     drops     to     a     whisper     as     he     buries     countenance     in     the     curve     of     her     neck     ,     lips     pressing     against     her     tender     skin     ,     leaving     a     wet     mark     that     blooms     with     color     .           ‘     you'll     come     on     tour     with     me     ,     ’           begins     his     descent     ,     brims     leaving     a     trail     of     wet     ,     lingering     kisses     from     the     slope     of     her     shoulders     down     her     bare     chest     ,     all     while     his     gaze     locks     onto     cerulean     depths     that     watch     him     so     intently     .           ‘     be     in     the     crowd     at     all     my     shows     ,     be     backstage     with     me     every     interview     .     ’           mentally     wonders     if     the     beam     etched     across     features     will     ever     fade     ,     though     he     doubts     it     ,     not     while     she     remains     in     his     life     .     certain     the     world     would     succumb     to     her     charms     as     he     had     ,     it     was     easy     to     love     her     ,     and     trusted     the     media     and     fans     alike     would     see     what     he     sees     .           ‘     now     your     heart     wont     have     to     hurt     anymore     ,     baby     .     you're     stuck     with     me     until     you     get     absolutely     fucking     exhausted     of     me     .     ’           he     crashes     petals     against     hers     ,     hand     cupping     rotund     cheek     as     his     tongue     slides     into     her     mouth     ,     claiming     her     in     a     fierce     ,     unrelenting     kiss     that     leaves     them     breathless     .

                                    gladly follows suit alongside him as she's repositioned on the mattress , one leg slicking around him while manicured digits trail down his chest . this is it , she thought . this was where it all led to ... pure ecstasy , a moment frozen in time with him that she never wanted to be away from . almost wanted to take initiative & pinch speck of her skin , just to prove to herself that this was real . was so used to a small taste of heaven , just to end with a swift goodbye and an empty promise that he would be back soon . each time apart lasting longer than the last . and wanted to be upset with him , hannah wished to scream at the top of her lungs about how unfair it was — to bring her such longing just to take it away so fast . though it was his life , his career ... and while he had never told her such , she chose to believe that if he was able to be here , he would . moves head up while he dips head into her neck , a quiet whine falling from her brims while irises flutter closed at euphoric feeling . ' mhm . ' is all she's able to get out , other hand moving in between strands of dark brown hair , tugging gently while she watches him . ' i'll go anywhere with you . ' smiles , words leaving in a hushed whisper , eyes locking with his as her gaze filled with pure adrenaline , desire , & above all else , devotion . ' i want you .. i don't care where we go , what we do , i just want — you . ' last word echos within a soft moan , back arching slightly at the feeling of his brims against her skin . instantly welcomes him in with the kiss , other leg wrapping around waist as she pushes self up against him , arms moving to slender round his neck , whine falling into his mouth as her tongue slides against his lower lip , kiss deepening with every swipe .

                                    ❝    yeah,    i    mean—    he    is    a    great    guy.    ❞    she    says    quickly,    forcing    a    small    smile.    ❝    it’s    just.    .    .    i    don’t    know.    he’s    nice    and    all,    but    i    guess    i’m    not    really    feeling    it.    ❞    there’s    a    pause,    her    thumb    tracing    the    edge    of    her    cup    before    she    adds,    quieter,    ❝    maybe    it’s    just    hard    to    get    excited    about    someone    else    when    your    mind’s.    .    .    kinda    somewhere    else.    ❞

                                    he's ashamed to say that a wave of joy was instilled when he realized she wasn't as excited as he assumed her to be ... yet chose to mash that feeling down for the sake of this . of their friendship . watches as she deters attention to glass in front of her , brows furrowing at mention of mind fluctuating to another . ' oh — really ? ' eyes widen slightly , taking his own glass up to brims & taking a hefty sip , as he knew he would need it for question to come , and while he pushes out as a joke , nervousness filled him . ' you holding out on me , riya ? has someone else taken your heart ? who is this casanova ? '