#lostedens

lina ✨ : whoops wrong person!!!!!

                   ❝    he's    a    fucking    dick   ,    and    you    deserve    way    better   .    if    you    want    me    to    be    honest   ,    here   .    ❞

"did  i  love  too  much?  now  these  days  i  started  feeling  like  i  done  too  much."

eyes roll as he finally returns to their hotel room , exasperated sigh in response to his greeting . ' are you really gonna keep me in here forever ? i'm bored , going stir crazy in here . ' head shakes side to side in disapproval before she thinks up something to really push his buttons . ' i mean—— you're as bad as he was at this point . '

The bottom row of her gallery has his selfies, both deciding they should send pictures of themselves before properly seeing each other ( even when they have probably caught glimpses of each other at the staircase of their apartment building ), and it kept going on for a while until they finally went outside, and now her phone has pictures she has taken of Chrstian ( one of them ending up on her phone's lock screen).

discontent  has  been  simmering  beneath  the  surface,  and  while  ivy  hasn't  been  a  master  at  controlling  her  impulses,  she  genuinely  did  her  best  to  keep  her  foul  mood  off  her  face.  it  baffles  her  that,  by  the  end  of  the  night,  she  is  the  one  receiving  scolding  for  the  evening's  events.  "a  line  was  crossed,  but  it  wasn't  me  who  crossed  it."  leaning  against  the  wall  with  her  arms  crossed,  she  meets  his  gaze  squarely.  her  irritation  only  intensifies  as  she  notices  the  smugness  etched  across  kiha's  features — it's  as  if  he  relishes  getting  under  her  skin.  not  that  she  doesn't  often  take  pleasure  in  doing  the  same,  but  this  feels  different.  "both."  the  feigned  nonchalance  evaporates  within  seconds  once  they  are  alone,  and  she  no  longer  bothers  to  contain  her  anger.  "why  was  she  acting  like  you  two  are  the  ones  who  are  together?"

"Don't say that - " Comes to stand beside him - bumping his shoulder with hers gently, and casting A LOOK up from beneath her eyelashes, the effect massively diminished, of course, by the way lips cannot quite press themselves down from grin. Leans down to INSPECT the round, pink dough that he's just engraved six or seven grooves into. "We haven't even FRIED it yet - I'm sure you've made a perfectly exquisite lotus blossom cake. And even if you HAVEN'T." Steals the bowl of filling closest to him, and waves the spoon. "It's going to TASTE delicious."

" i just wanted to make sure you were ok. "