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Arrogance or confidence? Hansen’s winning mindset | Behind the Bow

♐ my muse hearing your muse scream

 He hears it. Shrill, scared- and it makes him scared, too, but he grabs his wrench off the floor and runs out the door, slamming it shut behind him and sliding down the handrail with practiced ease. He jumped off at the bottom and held the wrench ready, calling out into the dark parking lot. “Arrow! Are you okay!”

If she answered back, all the better. If she didn’t he’d have to go looking for her- and he didn’t have a flashlight.

❊ a regret my muse has about your muse

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.

"Green bean!"

He didn't get more warning than that before Arrow ripped the magazine from his hands. "Get your head out of that stupid book for once in your life and talk to a person."

Vex had the audacity to look abashed and to snatch at the magazine. Arrow hid it behind her back. When he stopped trying to get it back, she smiled widely (like a shark, he thinks) and plopped gracelessly onto the couch next to him.

"You've got weeds in your hair," Vex informed her. "And cockleburrs, and probably the entire population of the Faroe."

Somehow she ended up with her head resting in his lap as he pulled the mess out of her hair. Somehow, he was actually gentle enough that she started to feel her eyes drooping.

"When was the last time you slept?" Vex asked, pulling the hair to fall over his leg and splay on the couch.

"'n't know. A while." Arrow yawned, now.

"I'm a villain. Falling asleep on me is not wise." It was supposed to be a warning, but Arrow just smirked at him.

And then proceeded to fall asleep on him.

send "kissed" and I’ll generate a number from 1 to 45 to determine where your muse has kissed mine and how my muse reacts!

21. Knuckles

"You alright?" Arrow held his closed fist carefully, inspecting the outside for any injuries as Vex held his ringing head with his free hand. "That made a pretty big boom."

"It did." Reticence meant unhappiness. Arrow had long ago figured that out. If he wasn't going to lighten the situation, as he often tried to do, she'd have to.

Each knuckle got a closed-lipped kiss. "There, you big baby. Kissed better."