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@fantasywritten sent: [ 042 ] “One night. That’s all.” (For Jamie from Roy)

 ✧     ›     𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬 | 𝟎𝟎𝟏—𝟎𝟓 Themes:  toxic romance, enemies to lovers, tension. | Accepting

"Weighing me down? Like what?" It's deflection. He doesn't want Keeley to think he's... well, he's not sure. A burden, maybe? As if she hasn't seen the worst sides of him before. He'd rather not show them to her again, though; he likes to think he's changed. He's definitely less weighed down than he used to be, but is he completely free? Jamie isn't sure... "I'm okay. Better now, I mean. I'm not... drowning."

@fantasywritten asked: [ CAUGHT ]: sender finds receiver somewhere they aren't supposed to be. + REVERSE (jekyll and muriel? 👀) ; RP MEME : NONVERBAL PROMPTS.

    It was rare that their strolls shifted from daytime to nighttime. For their occasional "police officer" duties came an appreciation for the day cycle. How could anyone sleep through a beautiful night like this? And in the middle of London where the sky was full of spacious clouds and a bright moon peeking between them. They had nearly forgotten the coolness in the air ...

    ... until a pause. A pass down an alleyway and there, they had heard a voice. A familiar voice. She stopped, glancing to the side and peeking in the dark. Was that ... who they thought it was?

Omg picking just one is impossible

But @fantasywritten :))))))))

❝   pancakes?  ❞    in  the  middle  of  the  day?  she  looks  up  from  what  she’d  been  jotting  down,  pen  still  poised  betwixt  her  fingers.  brows  lift  slightly,  a  streak  of  humorous  amusement  posed  in  her  eyes  as  they  blink  from  the  clock  and  back  to  her  superior.

this  was  also  a  good  sign,  right?  a  chance  to  learn  more  about  @fantasywritten,  to  glimpse  into  something  a  little  less  rigid-  or  so  she  hoped.  how  could  she  pass  up  such  a  golden  opportunity?

Pre-season. It's the time of year every academy player does his best to show that he's worthy of a call up to the first team, worthy of the biggest stages, the brightest lights. New ownership, new management, and Callum's a hard worker, he knows he's worth the minutes on the pitch. He's no guaranteed starter, not yet, but to be the best you need to train with the best, so he's working his hardest now.

Yes, that includes a bit of messing around in warm-ups with some of his fellow academy players, the lads he's captained since before they were fourteen, and there's giggling involved, but they play football. For a living. It's fun. They're lucky.

Until the gaffer stops that fun in its tracks. "Oh - no, no, we're just... having a laugh... not about you, of course, just- just about me. And my girlfriend. That's all, Coach."