young queen.

pulling his glasses off of his face, taylor smiled at his wife as she rambled about her day. hearing her voice made his heart skip a beat, the male acting fake surprised, “wow, i’m sure you’ve gotten it all done and tomorrow will be much easier.” he mumbled putting a hand out as if to call her closer to him. placing his laptop on the table, the male shrugged, “it was good. better now. i actually think my boss hinted at good news for me, something about a short project with nasa but i don’t want to get too excited.”

            seeing  his  familiar  figure  seated  at  the  table  feels  more  like  coming  home  than  walking  through  the  door  ever  could .    ‘ it’s  always  something ,   isn’t  it ?  ’     tiffany  muses  before  moving  closer  to  her  hisband .    she  interlocks  their  fingers ,    raising  their  hands  to  press  a  kiss  to  the  back  of  taylor’s  hand .    ‘  that’s  great ,   though !   even  just  the  possibility .   i’m  so  proud  of  you ,   tay . ’

“Sounds like I’m going to die happily of cardiac arrest at forty whilst you’re stuck living off spinach as the world ends from global warming. Enjoy that tan line. It’ll be very fashionable come 2040.” Ben paused his teasing to open his phone, looking online for the number of the local pizza place. “I’m getting garlic bread, I don’t care what your protests are about gluten,” he said to her as he raised the phone to his ear. A few minutes later he was listing their order off.

Alexa’s eyes flickered over the female’s features trying to gage whether she had an angle or not. With a small sigh she pointed her fork at the girls magazine. “That’s my mum.” She decided to give in to it because it wasn’t like the blonde was pushing at her for details, and Alexa hated playing dumb about who her parents were. It came off like she was ashamed of them or something, which despite the reason of her birth she was anything but. “Vivienne and Ryan Hart are my parents.”

“You’re honestly disgusting,” Ben informs his sister as she lists off her dietary needs. “Why are we going gluten free now?” He hovers over the edge of her bed, staring down at her wondering why she was so picky about her food. “I’ll be getting a meat-lovers heavy gluten pizza if that’s the case.”

     Eyes widening at the announcement, Raleigh was about to object as Tiff continued talking. The other clearly had already made up their mind, and she was pretty sure no excuse she could come up with would be accepted. Smiling at he other, she let out a little sigh. She supposed she could actually use some new clothes as the last time she’d bought something new was probably like two years ago. “So where to first? Semi-budget-friendly please, most customers don’t tip as well as you might hope.”

         when  tiffany  has  made  a  decision ,    it’s  final .    comes  with  the  territory  of  being  a  woman  with  an  iron  grip .    she’s  headstrong  as  hell .    ‘ there’s  this  little  place  called  bien  habillé  where  we’ll  stop  first .    and  don’t  you  worry  ----  most  of  the  boutique  owners  know  me  and  will  be  nice  to  our  wallets .   and  if  there’s  something  you  spot  that  you  just  have  to  have  that’s  out  of  your  price  range ,   well ,   let  me  know .    christmas  is  coming  up . ’

     Elijah was born into a situation where having a million thick walls around him was the only way to survive. He hasn’t quite unlearned that and the lack of maternal instinct from his mother hasn’t been helping. But despite being older than Tiff- she feels far more motherly than Fiona ever did. “I know right.” He half jokes, somewhat of a smile tugging on the corner of his lip but he doesn’t let it quite rise. “I got hit several times with a pillow but I got her Chinese food after so- I’m semi forgiven.” 

             she  knows  that  situation  all  too  well .    it’s  why  there’s  a  coldness  she  feels  lingering  under  her  skin ,    even  now .     she  remembers  what  her  mother  said  to  her .    i  never  loved  you  as  a  daughter .   you  were  born  with  that  cold  nature ,    it’s  what  makes  you  such  a  good  businesswoman .  i  hope  that  is  of  some  comfort  to  you .   ( it  wasn’t . )   it  was  only  because  of  her  spouse  that  she’s  learned  to  soften ,    and  it  is  not  a  journey  that  is  finished .    ‘ that  is  sister  language  for  you  suck  and  you’re  lucky  i  love  you ,   ’   tiff  laughs .   ‘ so  i’m  guessing  the  rest  of  the  forgiveness  will  come soon . ’

In New York so far Alexa had found that relief of leaving her parents life behind. She missed them of course but it was nice to live in a shitty little apartment and go to the shops without worrying if the star tour was coming by at noon or if her parents had had press following them for their latest job. It came to a surprise when the blonde approached her, trying to work out who she was. It was a thing she’d dealt with before, though never on a scale her parents had to. Those buzzfeed posts on her family were to blame usually. Or Instagram which was her own fault. “Oh no. I went to Marymouth High. I’m from Cali, so unless you’ve ever been I don’t think so.” The very same school Kim Kardasian had attended, graduating as Alexa began her schooling life. “Maybe I just have one of those faces?” Her eyes flicked down to the magazine and back up. Yeah. One of those faces.

              even  if  she  was  able  to  put  two  and  two  together ,      tiffany  isn’t  really  one  to  make  a  scene .       people  are  just  people ,    after  all :    if  she  knew  she  recognized  alexa  from  mainstream  celebrity  news  then  honestly  she  wouldn’t  have  approached  at  all .   ‘ oh ,   no ,    i’m  new  york  born  and  raised ,    so  that  must  not  be  it .  california ,   though ,    that’s  nice !    ----    that  must  be  it .   i  kinda  have  one  of  those  faces  too ,   people  always  think  they  know  me .   i’m  so  sorry  to  bug  you  while  you’re  eating ,    though .  i’ll  let  you  be . ’

jack laughed, looking at her. “sometimes i think you and my wife just like to gang up on me,” he teased. “we can’t help it if we get extra hungry,” he smirked. he knew that he shouldn’t eavesdrop so much, but old habits were hard to break. “hard to remember being that young and newly in love,” he laughed.