#slumpcd

throughout  the  entire  night  of  the  party,  juliette  could  feel  a  gaze  upon  her.  every  time  she  glances  over  her  shoulder,  she  catches  his  eyes.  wasn't  shy  to  admit  that  her  eyes  lingers  over  towards  him  majority  of  the  night  as  well.  femme  was  waiting  for  him  to  come  over  to  her,  yet  as  the  night  progresses  it  doesn't  seem  to  occur;  deciding  to  make  moves  herself.  spotting  him  by  the  drinks  table,  feet  carries  her  over  --  pretending  to  fix  herself  a  drink,  glancing  up  at  him  flashing  him  a  smile.  "  couldn't  help  ,  but  noticed  that  you've  been  looking  at  me  the  entire  night  .  .  .  thought  you'd  come  up  to  me  ,  guess  that  i'm  wrong  ?  "

     “ .. –– but you didn't even try ! when you finally did , it was at the wrong time . won't abandon me again for you and i . ”

of course dean knew that it was an awful idea, but that was only if they got caught. so long as they could stay quiet then they would have nothing to worry about, or at least that was the way he was thinking about it. ❝ mhm, you're saying that, but you're not moving at all. ❞ he teased, only pulling the girl more into his lap as he felt her fingers against his neck. ❝ guess you'll just have to be quiet so nobody comes looking. would hate for them to see us in such a compromising position. ❞ 

〝   nuh-uh,   you   can't   break   up   with   her!   what   are   you   talking   about,   she's   great!   and   i   literally   set   you   guys   up   and   told   her   you're   literally   perfect   for   her   and   now   i'm   gonna   look   like   a   terrible   match   maker!   〞

social hierarchies , and office politics, – niklaus didn't care much for any of it. still he loved the power that came at the top it's easier, than a struggle. as he wistfully stares at the americano in his hands, watching each drop of condensation. it's the only time his mind slows to a stop. it's been moving far too swiftly for almost a thousand years. he played this role before, ego driven, cold. it's become part of him. but his body grows weary of the routine without something to bring him back to life. then his eyes land on her through the glass panes of the board room. a pale hand outstretched points in her direction, beckoning her in. @slumpcd

" of course i don't love him. " the words leave nikki's mouth as if they're the most obvious thing that's ever left her mouth. nikki isn't used to talking about love, about truly loving someone; every time the subject comes to it, she avoids. but what she does talk about is what she doesn't love. " why are you asking me this? you know we only work because i date him. the second i break up is the same second you'll run away. we both know that. "

they  had  rules    –    clear  communication,    no  emotional  attachment,    and  being  open  about  seeing  other  people.    however,    the  icy  stare  that  had  taken  residence  upon  bonnie’s  face would  have  one  thinking  that  the  last  rule  was  optional.    tonight?    she  didn’t  like  it.    the  way  the  blondes  hand  rested  on  his  chest,    legs  draped  lazily  over  his  lap  at  one  of  the  bottle  tables.    it  takes  all  of  thirty  seconds  from  witnessing  the  interaction  before  she  is  marching  over,    faux  smile  on  freshly  glossed  lips.    ❛  mind  if  i  join?  ❜    she  doesn’t  wait  for  an  answer  before  taking  a  seat  on  the  other  side  of  him,    pushing  the  blondes  legs  off  of  his  lap  while  she’s  at  it.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝    i    might    not    have    it    figured    out,    but    at    least    im    not    standing    still    pretending    i’m    fine.    ❞