#anttidotes

she’s a little tired from work; but when an opportunity presents itself, her ability to say no weakens to the point of being non-existent. elbows pressing against the kitchen counter, she leans her weight there as she scrolls through various unopened messages; reluctantly tapping out short replies. tongue pressing against the roof of her mouth, she barely glances as she hears a noise coming from the other side of the door.

he told himself he wanted to come out; but perhaps behati was the main reason. hence why he was sat on suspiciously sticky leather seats, watching her & ashton coo over each other as he sipped on his overpriced drink. & he was trying his best not to stare, but the alcohol had direly affected his ability to be subtle. luke had definitely made steps in the right direction however –– he wasn’t glaring, in fact his face was expressionless & as much as he would have preferred her to be all over him, he wasn’t going to let his emotions cause him to act like an asshole again.

      ‘ you promised you’d play along. if i go to this family dinner, once again, without a girlfriend my mom is determined to move in my apartment and not leave me alone for the rest of my college years. so please. you just need to be my girlfriend for a weekend. also i don’t look so bad, now do i?? it won’t be a tragedy. ’

      &, after leaving the workspace provided, he finally ventures out and around the gardens --- making his way up towards the greenhouse rooftop, embracing the warm evening breeze whilst wearing his more casual attire of a white tee & some sweat shorts. he still had a slither of grease along his right cheek when he made his way closer to her, arms twining around her middle as he presses the sweetest of kisses to the side of her neck once he’d brushed her soft locks out of the way. ‘  mmmmmm, hey. finally found you, princess. ‘  

phoenix: i just made a little girl cry phoenix: but in my defence she was shouting and im hungover phoenix: so yknow i shouted back. like any other sane hungover person would do phoenix: and now she’s crying phoenix: help 

       his relationship with jovi’s doorman ( which mainly consisted of him grinning a lot & the other man huffing & rolling his eyes ) had finally paid off; after gaining access to her apartment, he shrugged off his jacket. hanging it up on it’s old spot before taking a seat on her couch, mindlessly thumbing through various dancewear catalogues. jack was usually pretty laid-back, but right now he was determined. determined not to damage her more than he had already, he needed to fix things as best he could. though he had no idea what he was going to say, kind of hoped it would just come to him as soon as he saw her. 

jack: please.