#wardfordarkcreatures

The days had been long and cold recently. So much work had been done as well from working as a Proxy for her Master to working as a mercenary for her boyfriend who happened to be her other boss. But now, there was time to unwind. And that she did. For the entire day. Which so happened to be sleeping in her apartment and treating herself to home delivered meals for once. 

Though when the night fell she started to get herself dressed and ready to head out. Just in time too; there was the sound of the front door’s doorknob moving some before turning to open and allowing her massive boyfriend to step inside. 

“Over here, love!” she called from her bedroom as she slipped on her coat and then shoes. “I am just about ready to go. I simply need to-” she stepped out of her room and walked up to Ward, raising her arms only to pull him down for a kiss. “Alright. Now I am ready. How are you by the way? How was your day?” 

In the distance at a bar, Trick was eyeing Minh as he and his cronies sat around a dealer’s table. They were waiting for their boss to come in, but simply killed time by drinking virgin cocktails, people watching, and focusing on their target. However, she was also bored. 

Hmm... I want to fuck with Minh just a bit before Ward gets here but how?... 

An idea popped into their head and she ordered a glass of Dom Perignon Rose and requested for it to specifically be sent over to Minh’s right hand man at the table as a simple blow to the man’s self esteem. Sure Minh was the obvious leader, though for someone to find another in his group more attractive than him? Yeah. A satisfying reaction. And they could simply play dumb as a woman who didn’t know any better about men’s activities like gambling, illegal activities, and all that stuff; she was just looking to flirt and have a good time.

After the drink was delivered, and the staff pointed out who it was from, Trick smiled coyly and waved their fingers. Her eyes were on the man, but she could still see the cross expression upon Minh’s face as she took a sip from her drink before turning around to look at the bar. 

That was fun. Now where the hell is Ward? 

Hadley skittered around the dining room, setting up the dinner table with an assortment of food at each seat. Tonight was their dad’s day to cook and he was feeling a little homesick so he decided to make a traditional family meal. At each seat was a bowl of rice topped with sesame seeds, a bowl of miso soup, a small plate of pickled cucumbers, a plate of fried mackerel alongside some grilled salmon, a plate of sauteed vegetables, and a plate of vegetable tempura. And there was definitely enough for seconds in the center of the table if anyone was extra hungry. As for desert, there was taiyaki for everyone to enjoy. 

“Hey, Dad, everything is set up so you can go wash up. Mom should be done getting ready and can answer the door. I’m gonna go to the basement and grab Buddy and remind him about Ward coming over,” they called out into the kitchen before running downstairs. 

They flicked on the lightswitch and went to the back of the basement, kneeling down and purposefully swishing their hand around in the sand of the zen garden of a grave. “Hey, Mr. Grumpy-pants! C’mon. Dinner is ready and my boss is coming. Try not to be so much of a butt around him please.”

Red was nervous. She had a date scheduled with Ward soon and she couldn’t tell why she was feeling nervous of all things. Was she infatuated? No. It couldn’t be infatuation. But something was certainly different. A feeling of dread that was sitting at the back of her head had arisen shortly after she’d gotten up for the day. 

No not dread. 

Something akin to it. 

F E A R

But why? She didn’t know. What was she so afraid of. This was to be the third date between her and Ward, what was so different about this date? She did recall hearing from other couples that on the third date, the woman was typically supposed to ‘put out,’ so maybe that was it? What was she supposed to be ‘putting out’ anyways? Perhaps she should ask about that before they went out for the date so she’d know what to expect. 

“Ok, casual date night. Dinner and a movie so-” she reminded herself as she looked through her assortment of clothes with the attempt to put her nerves at ease. There was an audible chuckle as she came across one of the shirts she’d stolen from Ward. It was black with the quote written in white of ‘I know I’m not perfect, but I’m so damn close it scares me.’ “This one.” May as well wear something a little funny to keep the mood light, right?

She put the shirt on and grabbed a belt, tying it around her waist to make it appear like makeshift dress. Leggings were worn underneath and flats were slipped on her feet. Her hair was brushed carefully to cover up her scar before a perfume of mint and lavender was applied, it was a nice fresh and floral scent. A quick look over in the mirror was done and she was satisfied, grabbing her purse before leaving her home. 

The walk took quite some time to get there- several hours to be precise- but she didn’t care; she calculated the time before she left so she’d make it when scheduled with fifteen minutes to spare. She initially wanted to slip in through the shadows but... something told her not to. 

Best to enjoy the walk and take a look at the scenery. 

It has been a while since I have done so. 

And so she did. 

At exactly 18:45, she made it to her destination and knocked on the front door and waited patiently to be let in. 

The kiss. 

First kiss between Ward and Red, commissioned by @shitpostcrusader.

Currently, Red was sleeping. Specifically she was sleeping in her boyfriend’s office bedroom. She was given sudden orders to return to her usual home for a job; she simply needed to kill off a target and then whence that was done with, she’d have to go back to Louisiana to make sure that there wouldn’t be any other poachers in her territory for a while. But hey, at least that would give her some space. Things felt a little awkward between her and her lover there at the moment. Hopefully her girlfriend didn’t have to deal with any residual awkwardness around him while she was away. 

Though, as a side mission she gave herself upon returning was ensuring the safety of a prize she won for Ward at the little amusement park they went to. A simple comet goldfish no larger than an inch at the moment. So once she got herself to appear from the shadows into his office, she made sure to get the fish acclimated to the water in the tank he’d set up before releasing it only to get herself into his bedroom connected to the office and basically collapse onto the soft sheets and pillows. 

It’d only been a week since she saw him, but it felt nice being back, falling asleep with the familiar scent of his cologne on the bedding. It was comforting to say the least. And now while waiting for him to come around, whenever that may be, she just had to sleep to regain that energy she lost. 

“My love,” Red opened up the door to the boathouse and got in, “I am back from the town and the food in the house and freezer are officially restocked.” She walked up to him and gave him a kiss before holding up a paper bag for him. “I also brought you some of those donuts you really liked from the bakery we went to-” she gave him another kiss, “I will leave them on the counter for you.” 

If Red permitted herself to swear, she would be swearing over the heat while she waited by the dock in town. It was around noon and she’d been lingering around the dock, buying a few t-shirts from vendors and even a drink and something to munch on. 

Ward was supposed to be arriving soon. After she’d asked to see if he knew anyone that could help with renovating, he seemed happy over the fact that she called him over the matter. And next thing she knew, he was booking a flight to visit and see if anything could be done. It was kind of sweet actually. And him being around would be a nice change of pace. 

While she continued to walk around, she pulled out her phone and sent Ward a text.