#dovclan

(sorry my tumblr is tweaking so i just had to take a screenshot 🤧 ALSO I LOVE THEIR SHIP ITS LOWK SOOOO CUTE)

@ask-declanwilsons

She was pouring over documents when she heard the knock at her door, thankful for the interruption — whatever it may be. She put her paperwork away for the night — choosing sanity over deadlines — and sighed, stretching her arms and her wings before standing and making her way to the door.

She opened it softly, expecting Price with a new stack of more paperwork to do or something of that effect, but no.

It was Declan.

Something in her body eased itself, tension built up from hours of endless scribbling melting like a popsicle on a hot sidewalk. She rocked on her feet, considering going in for a hug. No. She wouldn’t.

Would she?

Wren had told Declan about her new friendship with Feiyun, and he was happy that they had finally met and talked a bit outside of Feiyun’s appointments.

What had started off as a little joke between Declan and Dove about perhaps going on a double date with Feiyun and Ryker sprouted an actual idea in Wren’s mind.

What if they did?

So, she began coordinating. Making dinner reservations and even looking at show or opera tickets for afterwards.

No. Too fancy. Who does that?! Dove scrapped the opera, settling for dinner and treats at her favorite fro-yo place, where her father would take her on her cheat days.

She shot Declan a quick text,