ACCIDENTAL NUDE: 

He shakes his head. "Nothing, but I wore it recently. Didn't you want to ask me something?" He regards her, curiously, and then the corners of his lips turn into a smirk as she mentions his eyes. "Is that so?" A small laugh along with the raising of his brows is meant to tease her for paying that close attention to him, but truthfully it warms him that she does.

Brown eyes look down at hers, studying her for a moment.

How did she even hear him say that,  mumbled under his breath in a moment of weakness? Jinu was caught off-guard for a split second. The bravado he otherwise put on so effortlessly was cracked for just a moment.

She was a hunter and she wanted to kill him. Yet... why was she so charming? Her lilac coloured hair swayed elegantly in contrast to her violent swings with the sword. Like silk blowing in the wind. Jinu didn't even think before he fumbled for a comeback to make sure she didn't get any ideas that he thought more of her than his enemy.

"I SAID YOU LOOK SHITTY! GOODBYE, HUNTER."

Ahh I'm loved!!!!!! I LOVE YOU TOO!

SUBJECT: locations + situations meme NOTIFY: @thelostcauses CONCERNING: felix catton

felix is an infuriating person. built of the kind of generational wealth that marked him at home amongst the other boys at st jude's, the sister school to blair's own constance billard. the pair of them came to CLASH on shared grounds around the stairs of the met, the storefronts before which she'd stalk nate for flirting with those bitches at the l'ecole around the corner. they talk about things in a way that should excite her, he's smarter, he's sharper, he's a whole british royalty situation. but blair's got a broken heart and a competitive streak that marked her unwilling to lose.

so maybe it takes longer than most might expect. but by the time she realizes that felix catton was flirting with her and not just MOCKING her. which. that part kind of takes her off course. she's honestly thought this was all him trying to make light of what a horrendous boyfriend nate was being, and the whole thing had felt... embarrassing. but having to be around him more only exposed that he was... well. smart. and blair almost wasn't used to that, finding it easier to paint him as the villain when he was someone she couldn't easily control... hm.

he asks her if she wants to study, and she quipped that he already knew that she was because of the upcoming exams. she was barely sleeping, definitely not eating, and looked like she wanted to DEVOUR HIM when he held up a chocolate bar and asked if she wanted to split.

of course she fucking wanted to. she was a woman, STARVED, by so many measures.

ACCIDENT: our muses hook up in a library but accidentally stay after its been closed and are locked in for the night.

by the time it's over, blair's rearranging her clothes, her uniform, still, the original wool skirt she'd had when she'd been in middle school. it's a tight fit and she had to do an insane amount of twisting to get her shirt tucked back in order, but by the time she's done FIDDLING with it all, she found in their walk towards the door ( blair, flustered, and felix, far more smug ), that testing at the front of it had her realizing that it was locked. shock spilled itself over her features, her brows stitched together in frustration.

 the kids were at school and technically he wasn't even supposed to be there until next weekend to pick them up. so unless he wanted to explain why daddy had mommy on his lap, tongue down her throat, and a sappy romance movie as background noise, he had to get out before the bell. which was, he lifts his right arm to check the time on his wrist piece, within the hour. 

BUT, kaila was all over him and it finally felt like how they used to be. “ I love you, “ he peppers in between kisses, hands roaming over the body he'd missed out on. ” You know, I do. Because I've never stopped. "