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Day 3

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Day 1 - Unexpected meeting.
"...And I tell him - "why do you think you deserve to be on my team even if my daughter fought better at fourteen years old?" Mr. Farron chuckled as he told Bartholomew and Hope about one of the incidents at his work. "Oh, just about her. Mr. Estheim this is my daughter Claire"..."
Actually, I completely forgot about HopeRai week this year, so I will post from this day forward.
Finally these two can be together in the new world <3 Faceups, wigs and all clothes except Hope's shirt custom made by me <3
Because youâre here
Well... better late than never, right? Again?Â
âI know I said you could stay over whenever you want, butâŚâ Lightning scratched the back of her head, hesitating for a moment. âHope, my couch is pretty damn uncomfortable. Why do you keep coming here?â
Hope shrugged. âYour place is closer to work. Saves time.â
He grabbed a blanket and a pillow from her closet and placed them on the couch before lying down. Heâd already changed into a tank top and his sleeping sweatpants, taken from the drawer in her bureau that had somehow become his. His button-down shirt and slacks lay neatly folded on the small ironing board squeezed in between the closet and the bureau. If it werenât for him and his damn shirts, she wouldnât even have owned an ironing board. Things were getting out of hand.
âHope. Come on. Cut the crap.â She crossed her arms. âIs there something wrong with your apartment?â
âYouâre not there.â
Lightning blinked. She wasnât sure what sheâd expected him to answer, but that definitely wasnât it. âWhat?â
âThatâs whatâs wrong with my apartment. Youâre not there.â He gave her a smile, kind but with a hint of sharpness in itâa smile she usually interpreted as Iâm exhausted, youâre silly, and Iâm way too done with everything to sugarcoat things for your convenience.
âSo youâre staying here, becauseâŚâ
âBecause youâre here.â He draped the blanket over himself and closed his eyes. âLess nightmares. More sleep. Good for work.â
âGood for work. Of course.â She paused, unsure what to say. âWell⌠goodnight, then.â
His lips twitched. âGoodnight.â
A part of her wanted to tell him about the way his presence improved her sleep, too. Another part of her wanted to tell him just how terrifying she found that fact. A third part wanted to tell him to stay away before things got seriously complicated. A fourth part wanted to tell him to just get up from the uncomfortable couch and share the bed with her.
Lightning turned off the light and went to bed without telling him anything at all. Â
Hoperai Week, Day 7: Because Youâre Here
Some garbage for the final day~~
Hope woke up in a sweat, his eyes wide and his fingers trembling. For a moment, he wasnât sure what was going on. He looked around but could hardly see anything in the darkness. Where was he? What was happening? He was about to panic, but then he remembered. He remembered everything, and his rapid breathing gradually slowed. A familiar voice startled him, and then the calming effect set in. âYou too?â Lightning sometimes woke up from nightmares as well. And even if Hope was the only one to have a not-so-sweet dream, his involuntary movements and occasional murmurs would wake Lightning, usually before he himself regained consciousness.
âSorry,â Hope said. Lightning rolled over, facing him and squinting in order to make out his expression. âTch. Donât make that face.â She smiled slightly, attempting to wipe the frown from Hopeâs face. It didnât work. âHey, Hope, are you scared?â Her hand  rose to Hopeâs cheek, gently cupping it. âIâll tell you something,â Lightning continued. âIâm not scared. Not at all. Do you know why?â Gradually, Hopeâs frown eased. He brought his hand over Lightningâs, confirming that her words were in fact helping. âNot scared,â he echoed drowsily. âBecause youâre here.â Hopeâs lips formed a small smile, and he closed his eyes.

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Hoperaiweek 2017 Day 3: Jealousy
A/N: sorry if the story seems short and ridiculous and weird, I have classes today but at I managed to post this. So without further ado, enjoy ;) ____________________________________ "Me? Jealous? Pftt no fucking way Estheim" she walk in quick pace as her boots made heavy footsteps. She was trying to run away from him. It was already bad enough of the situation to begin for. It all started last week when a few envelopes were sent to their home. Hope have move in to Lightning's studio apartment few months ago after being in a relationship for almost a year now. They want to take one step forward and that is to stay under the same roof together. Back to the envelopes, almost all of them were from secret admirers. And Hope's to be exact. She knows that many people adore him for his kindness and good looking figure. Especially women. And she hid those somewhere where he can't find them in the house. Not until he found out few days ago when he was searching for his stuff. "Hey Light, why do I never know about these letters? All of these were sent to me..." he schemed through the envelopes, noticing that all of them had been opened roughly, maybe torned up would be best to describe it. "Hn..." she stirred her drink. She was just finished making green tea at the kitchen counter for the two of them until he was circling his arms around her waist, snuggling against the crook of her neck. "Why did you hide them from me?" He whispered against her right ear, nibbled the earlobe. "Does it matter if I hid them from you?" She tried to sound calm. Since she was trapped between him and the counter, she could punch him for her way out but hold the thought back since he didn't overly pleaded her for answers. He stepped back, giving her some space. She turned around facing him and relaxed her body against the counter, crossing her arms. "Say Light, are you jealous?" His lips curled into a devilish smirk. Somehow he had figured out the reason she hid them and she already saw that coming, if not sooner or later. "Me? Jealous? Pftt no fucking way Estheim" And that's how it all started. ____________________________________ "So she is jealous..." he murmured to himself. He didn't bother to chase her, since he know that it's better to let her have some own time than for him chasing behind her and making things worse. He had experience it a few times, and it did not end well. He had receive a few jabs and punches,.. He took a mug that she gave him as birthday gift and took a sip of the drink after pouring in the tea she just made. He didn't thought that she would be that type of a person to be easily jealous over these small things, since they are already in a relationship. But somehow it warmed his heart to know that she really did care and love him under all those stoic expressions she made. It was always a hard case for him to read her mind and to know and understand what she really wants. He sat on the couch, just waiting her to be back fully in one piece. Hopefully she didn't break any law by trying to kill someone just because of this. She's easily distracted when she's mad.... Maybe he should have rather to chased her back then than not to... ____________________________________ "Dammit Fang, stop making it sounds soo fucked up right now!" Why did she even think to come here in the first place? It was stupid to be jealous. Lightning knows how much he loved her, why to even be bothered by those stupid letters? "Oh, sunshine... tell me straight to my face that you're not even the tiniest bit jealous because of that?" Fang was super annoying and irritating on her nerves right now. How come she even willing to even tell her? She had been drinking, well just a bottle of beer, okay maybe more than that.... "Yes..." Fang could only shake her head. "It's not wrong to be jealous. It's in human's nature and yours too Light... If I were in his place, I wouldn't mind it at all, yet feel happy to know that you even cared over such small things..." "Huh? What does it mean by that, Fang? You make it sound confusing..." "You never know about that? He always worried whether you even loved him back or not..." "Why would he be worried? Of course I love him..." she sheepishly replied, her face flushed shades of pink. "Awww... never thought to hear that from you..." "Shut it Fang. Wouldn't want me to break your big secret would you?" "Oi... why did you drag me and Vanille into this? It's your problem, not ours. Heck it's not even a problem to begin with!" "Fine... I guess I should head back. It's already late..." "Tell the kid I said hello" "He's not even 14 anymore you know" her lips curled into a soft smile. "I know. But real deal is that I'm still older than the rest of us." "Yeah right..." she snorted. Maybe talking to Fang about it wasn't that bad after all. I wonder if it's true that he's worried about my feelings? I do denied how I feel about him in front of other people sometimes... I guess I have to found out by myself then... ____________________________________ "I'm home..."she turned the lights on, noticing that it was quiet, until she saw a sleeping figure on the couch. "He must have fell asleep while waiting for me to come back..." She kneeled beside him, brushed strands of silver hair to the side. "Light?"he stirred of waking up, looking at her being so close to him. "Yeah I'm here. Sorry for what happened back then. I shouldn't have ru-" before she could even finished his lips was already on hers. He pulled back. "Don't worry about it. I'm fine about the whole thing. You're okay?" "Yeah, I guess..." she stands up. "We should have dinner outside. It's already late...." he was about to stand up, but she pushed him back down. Then she sit on his lap, arms wrapping around his neck. "I'd rather have dessert..." her voice sounded seductive somehow, sending chills down to his spine. "Are you sure? What if you starve in the middle of the night?" He raised his brows. "I think it will be enough..." she pulled him into a kiss. What happens next, is only for theirs to decide. ____________________________________ A/N: fuhhh finally~ I did with the time I had between ( or maybe during class) to finish this. It was shorter but I'm okay with it since I have classes to even make this today~ hope you guys like it. Idk whether to catogerized this as post lr or even au ff13-2 đ it can be both ways tbh haha. Maybe I will re-do it again one day~ or maybe just make it a complete version because this seems to have some plot holes or so ( or maybe I'm overthinking too much lol) thank you for reading~
Hoperai Week 2017 - Day 1: Unexpected Meetings
(A/N: hahahahaaaaa... i am so late... and this is so short DX i had finals this week plus my Tags started not working again but hereâs my small contribution!)
Hope hadnât noticed Lightning yet, not at all. He had walked right passed her and hadnât even noticed but, considering he was in a deep conversation with someone, Lightning wasnât all that surprised.
He was sitting two booths in front of her, his back to her and was dressed in a nice pair of gray pants, a white button up shirt, black shoes, and a yellow sweatshirt. He was gesturing a bit wildly as he talked to the older man in front of him.
Lightning sipped at her coffee as a waitress came and took the two menâs order and Hope resumed whatever conversation they were having.
The older man, who had balding white hair and a nice gray suit on, seemed just as enthusiastic as Hope, if not more so.
Wonder if heâs from the university? Lightning thought as she watched the two converse.
Hope pulled out a pile of paper from a backpack and handed it to the older gentleman, who eagerly looked through it.
Oh, that must be the essay Hope was writing. The waitress placed a plate of pancakes in front of Lightning, who thanked her, then delivered drinks to Hopes table. Lightning watched as Hope fidgeted in his seat, wondering if she should remain silent or say something.
Hope was obviously in a meeting of some sort but he was so focused on the task at hand he was completely oblivious to his surroundings and it made her want to tease him. Should she remain silent and wait for him to finish his meeting? Or maybe she should pull a harmless prank on him?
The old man finished going through the paper, then pulled out a red pen. He began making marks here and there, talking to Hope as he did so. Soon, their food arrived and they placed the stack of papers aside.
Right then, I know what Iâll do. Lightning stood up from her seat and, as quietly as she could, made her way to Hope and placed her hands over his eyes.
âWha?!â Hope jumped slightly and dropped his fork. Reaching up, he grabbed her wrists just as she planted a quick kiss on his left temple. Yanking her hands down he turned around and came face to face with her.
âLightâŚsan?â His face turned bright red as she gave a small but mischievous smirk.
âYou look like you having fun, Mr. Estheim. Mind if I join you?â she asked as the older man laughed. Lightning did her best to hold in her laughter at the flabbergasted look on Hopes face.
âOh ho!â the old man laughed. âA friend of yours, Mr. Estheim?â
âUhâŚâ Hope stammered a bit as Lightning straitened herself up. âYes, this is my good friend Eclaire Farron.â
âPleasure to meet, sir.â Lightning reached over to shake the manâs hand.
âPleased to meet you too Miss. Farron.â The older gentleman returned the hand shake. âweâd love to have you join us.â
And So, she did. Much to the bemusement of the old man and the confusion of poor Hope.
(A/N: Due to my tags being weird iâm only add 3. iâm afraid if i add anymore this wonât show up in the tag search.)
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