rhys and az fighting over their little plaything feyre (and then decide they can be big boys and share bc she has plenty of []s) send tweet!!!!
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tbh it’s initially a very unusual job for him. Rhys hasn’t had him on an honest to God stake out mission in forever, but, oh well.
so he gets an address, hacks everything he could possibly gather about her in .5 seconds (someone should teach her the basics of internet security, he didn’t even have to try!) and drives to her apartment building - this old squat little guy with bare bricks and a gate with no one guarding it, not even one measly camera.
it’s pretty decent, if the neighborhood is a bit sketchy, but oh well he’s lived in places far far worse, anyway, he’s got a newspaper ready, he’s nostalgic, he hasn’t done this in a while, might as well to the whole deal right? he has his coffee and crosswords and
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her hair is up, with a pen holding it that way, and her clothes are a little rumpled (it’s a very very large pair of pants and an impossibly big t shirt, that she has tucked on edge of in her bra, not that he can see that, not that he is noticing the swatch of bare luminous skin it shows, she probably does it bc of the heat probably and yeah he does not want to think about her being sweaty) and her shoes have definitely seen better days, and — is that paint splattered on her face?
anyway, Azriel shrugs it all off but keeps his eyes on her at all times. At All Times.
He’s hacked into the camera system of her uni, and the place where she teaches little kids to paint, and even though he didn’t he seriously considered putting cameras inside her apartment — she is too trusting too kind, she once let an old woman go inside her house to wait off a storm! she could have been killed!
and the thing is, he has a very meticulous, detailed spreadsheet of her schedule. he knows where she is at all times. At All Times
It is not necessarily part of the job, Rhys just said keep watch and well, he is! he’s just doubling down and being careful because…
if she is to be in a relationship with Rhys, of all people, there are a number of truly fucked up shit that could be done to her, and he can’t let thar happen he can’t because
because there is this one little dude in her class, one who doesn’t talk much, and never can get a friend for any paired tasks, so he ends up having to pair up with her, and she’s always there for him, wide smiles and paint splattered apron, and as much as he doesn’t seem to smile, they always laugh together
and she is kind to all staff, everywhere she goes, greets them by name, even gives them these tiny little canvas she paints with random stuff - flowers, a little forest scenery, a flute, the night sky ——-
and trust me he is so so so so so so very conflicted about this. she’s not dating Rhys or anything like that, well at least not yet he guesses, but he dreams about her, and he looks, he can’t help but look, that’s his task, he’s following orders, that’s all he is good for that is all he is doing he is a good friend and he just happens to know where she is. At All Times.
anyway, Azriel gets like, super spooked someone will come and snatch her up in the middle of the night, so he goes and snatches her up in the middle of the night
(i’m just now thinking that i haven’t read that many stalker romances so i’m not sure what happens next i just know they fuck super super nasty and he like, totally cries at some point, and then, well, Rhys shows up, all manly and possessive, and Azriel, poor baby dog that he is, bows down and shares his perfectly trained beautiful little toy that was supposed to be his and his alone but — he’s accustomed to sharing)











