#vnsty

of course khalid and this random girl he picked up from the club got interrupted while they were clearly busy, loud knocks on his front door putting a halt to the foreplay. he was well aware of the walls in their apartment building being paper thin, though the sound carrying through to his neighbors and probably the people on the floor underneath and above him was never enough to keep him quiet. this person, whoever it was, was about to change that though. they had been knocking repeatedly on his door for what felt at least five minutes, and khalid ultimately gave in. clearly pissed off, only wearing his boxers, he pulled the door open. “what the fuck is your problem?” the irritation was audible in his voice, though once his eyes locked with the person standing in front of him, his face fell. “zara?” he stuttered, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. “what are you doing here?” / @vnsty​

Letting out a heavy sigh, Davis looked over at the other and tilted his head slightly. “You don’t look well,” he told them before taking another bite out of his salad. He had been worried about them for a few days, and he had been keeping an eye out on them, feeling concerned but not wanting to bother them too much yet until he was sure. Once he was confident that it might just be a little more than a bug going around, he frowned. “I’ve been worried about you for a few days, and you’re still not feeling any better, are you?” As a doctor, he could detect things very quickly, and he knew something was going on whether it was just a cold or something similar, but he needed to know more about how she was feeling to be able to know for sure.

THERE WAS A WIDENED CRINKLE in the corner of his mouth, LUCIANO scowled, his patience was growing thin. It had been over an hour since he’d been waiting for CHANEL, and here she was, just sauntering in if she hadn’t been late. There was one thing that he noticed though. His daughter was nowhere in sight. " Where the fuck is my daughter?" There was a flare in his almond shaped hues. It was in the color of crimson, just growing, with a ferocious ferocity. " I don’t know what you were thinkin’ but this is not a date. I specifically told you to bring her here so she can spend some time with me this weekend. " CHANEL seemed to always throw him a curveball, it wasn’t like their relationship if there wasn’t any twists and turns, but one thing he didn’t particularly like is when their child was thrown into the middle of it.

❝  so when are we gettin’ married?   ❞ the words slipped from silas’ mouth with practiced calm, blond still playing with his daughter as if the words hadn’t fallen passed his lips. despite the many minor issues between them, finding anyone else with a fire so brightly stoked within them didn’t seem possible. ( & if the male was honest with himself, he didn’t want anyone else. ) the pyromania that encased his temptations was satiated in a way nothing & no one else had managed to entertain his time with madison in his life. they had a daughter, he wasn’t looking to play house with no real commitment. anyone could see that maddie was special, the blond had thought a lot about the reasons why he needed to lock it down. the main one being his love for the mother of his child & his child, along with the ideal of how much it would gut him if he lost them to someone else.  ❝  we don’t have to stress over the money. antonia said she’d love to help you look for venue or dresses. if she’d be welcome to, otherwise, she’s not pushing her luck passed being invited.   ❞ it was almost amusing that when he’d told his twin and sister about his plan, they had suddenly been ready to play nice. he had told them the stakes and while antonia had stepped up to offer her assistance, ace’s “blessing” had been a simple nod with a celebratory toast. his siblings, the two of them that most resembled animals, were more than ready to surrender their authority for the wedding.  ❝  whatever you want, only requirement is me as the groom.   ❞ he’d already gotten a ring.

║⠀˚  ⋆ ｡˚  ——— Joshua sighed roughly as he got into the house. Another long day at the office and he was just happy he was able to get stuff done to be able to come back to Alexis and Jax. He took off his jacket and slipped off his shoes before hanging the jacket in the coat closet. “Alexis?” Joshua called out, “Are you home, love?” he walked down the hall and went looking for his family.

      garrett couldn’t believe his eyes.  ten minutes must have passed as he stood in the bathroom,  checking out the insane work amalia had done on his face.  each and every angle he could find to look at his face,  garrett took.  his laughter sounds throughout the room and he sprints back to amalia.  ‘  did you mean,  game day looks?  i look great!  can you imagine the look on a pitcher’s face trying to strike me out?   i don’t think so!  i am a home run! ’  //   @vnsty

      ❝ he can't be any fun. ❞ he states while taking a sip of his brandy. eyes fall on the male that was settled across the room, talking to some of his other collegues. ❝ i mean, c'mon. i don't get why you don't just drop him. it's not like he'd show any type of emotion –– he doesn't even do it now. ❞ duncan takes a step closer so that his words aren't overheard. ❝ if he was doing his job you wouldn't be in my bed just about every other night. ❞