#atvrvxia

THIS WASN'T LIKE HIM, to be so brazen in taking steps for a one night stand. usually a private person by nature, he would've taken them home. but the alcohol in his system clouds his judgement and honestly, the girl pressing him against the wall looks so fucking pretty under neon lighting. his hands have a mind of their own, lips pressed feverishly to hers before they both pull back to breathe. fletcher's sure she's going to leave marks when she kisses down his neck, eyes fluttering open to see— oh, fuck. his best friend, his.. crush? they'd both decided it would be best to not explore the deeper feelings they shared for each other, didn't they? so why does he feel guilt crashing down on him, like he'd just been caught red-handed doing something unforgivable?

SHE CAN HEAR THE ADORING CROWD scream through her in ears, and lets out an overwhelmed laugh. covered in sweat, her head lulls onto her bandmate's shoulder. chest heaves in the afterglow of yet another flawless concert. her face presses into their neck, lips ghosting just underneath their ear to tell them, " say good night to them for me. " usually soleil's the one to thank everyone and to end the show, but her mind is notably elsewhere. her current partner stands in the wings, watching on for the first time ever. and just like that she pulls away, waving to the crowd before practically skipping toward's the current object of her affection.

“if you keep feeding me,” teased jameson,” you’re never going to get rid of me.” his tone was teasing but there was some truth to it. most people who hired him weren’t nearly as nice as dreya. then again none of them were as cute as she was either. he reached to take another bite, leaning back,” but i appreciate it.” he glanced around before looking back at her,” so you mentioned something about wanting to another shoot? was this to showcase anything specific? or did you just want a more broad one done to show off more of your creations?” 

normally she would look for some sort of excuse to get out of family dinner. usually she had rehearsal that ran late. other times she was literally in another country because of her work. yet that night she found herself sitting in the five star restaurant next to her sister’s husband, cristian who she had met a handful of times. she was only half listening to the conversation when she heard her sister asking her about what her plans were next week. all of a sudden eyes were on her and she cleared her throat,” um,” she paused,” i’m going to be in london next week, we’re premiering giselle, i thought i told everyone.” 

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