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Abel didn’t get much sleep that night. He was too aware of the proximity between him and Helena in this bed, the ghostly lingering of her invisible fingertips still on his scars. He managed to doze off in the early morning hours for at least 2-3 hours before Risa came to get them. Despite the exhaustion radiating off of him in waves, he didn’t look as dishevelled as he felt when they went on their long-anticipated shopping trip. He forced himself TO PAY ENOUGH ATTENTION, arms crossed and deeply in thought at every presentation and zoning out once Helena picked another bone with the staff member. But eventually, his posture straightened at the newest dress Helena walked out in. Risa, leaning against a concrete pillar to keep an eye in their surroundings, snuck a glance and raised her brows at Abel.
Abel tapped against his chin as he took her in. He hadn’t noticed how long he’d remained silent until Helena pointed it out. Abel got up from his chair to have a closer look. Stepping around the young woman, eyes wandering from top to bottom. IT FIT LIKE A GLOVE. The colour was a flattering shade that brought out Helena’s eyes and it matched the occasion they were going for. Eventually, he stopped circling her. ❛❛It’s perfect. It’s –❜❜ He noted the flush crawling over Helena’s face, her hands, and the sight eased the soft frown in his stern expression a little. It was quite surprising to witness, but not entirely unwelcome. A little bit of satisfaction after their constant bickering was like honey on a soar throat. But what he said in the matter was nothing but honest. ❛❛You look outstanding”, Abel emphasized, reaching for her wrist. He gently pulled her in front of the big mirror and stood behind her. Closer than he probably should, but the public helped to maintain THE FLEETING AMOUNT of decency that was left after sharing a bed. He looked at her through the mirror, tilting his head. ❛❛I would almost mistake you for royalty, wouldn’t you agree?❜❜
She only turned her head to watch him circle her, but hers were just as interested in his expressions as he was in the dress she was in. The longer he circled and the closer he got, the more she felt a tightness in her spine and a flush on her cheeks. For once in the time she had known him, she didn’t have a depreciating remark to his. She was hung off his words in anticipation over what exactly he thought ‘it’ was after perfect. She eyed him down and up ever so briefly and then swallowed. “Yeah?” She trailed, and then immediately caught herself in the mirror.
She touched over the diamonds around her neck while looking back at him through the mirror. “The same way I would almost mistake you for a gentlemen.” The words lacked her smugness and cruel humour. The woman said it with a smile on her face. She really liked the shiny thing around her neck. Maybe this would all work out and she could buy many of them as a fake princess. She took the tiniest of steps back, not entirely closing the space between them but making it smaller. She looked behind her shoulder now, at the flesh of his face rather than his reflection. “So, do I have to try more things on, or were we to do something else today?” For a minute she was serious about what they were doing, for a minute she believed they could do it and it showed. //@heartxshaped-bruises
Helena thought she was a great dancer and the truth of it mattered little to her. Her mouth popped open in offence when Abel used the words dying swan about her grace. “How dare you?” She was laughing and still close to him. Closer than she would have been without last night fresh on her mind. Oddly, the woman did not mind their quiet company. Simple things that added up to agitate her were not quite as agitating. “You worried I am going to embarrass you? Me? The most beautiful belle at the ball?” Her smile was wide and her eyes stayed on his.
“You could always show me, give me a few pointers. I know how you love to provide feedback that makes me want to dive into a lake.” She put her hands at the top of his arms near his shoulders. A bit awkwardly until she adjusted them around his shoulders. Her wrists linked behind his neck and she eased into a more natural place for her to start dancing. “This is what I imagine prom would have been like. Only instead of a corsage I have the weight of both our fates in my hands.” She continued to tease, finding a warm comfort in it. “Is that hard for you? Counting on me for some of that?”
Kasimyr knew when he was being asked if he was an immortal. There were rules about this, yes. He had to remember the rules to not invoke the wrath of Satan. There were many fights that he was up for but that was not one of them. He could tell Joe was something. What that something was, he didn’t know. Some sort of demon, perhaps immune to death? He did start thinking about whatever Joe was and he found it interesting. Aside from killing, Kasimyr did enjoy a good genealogy.
“Not too different of places.” His understanding of hell had some human and immortal segregation. “but, different.” He treaded mindfully for once in his life. He wanted to know what Joe was and he felt Joe wanted to know the same. Kasimyr sat up sniffly and moped off the swingset. He yawned and rubbed his eyes, offering a hollow smile to the other. “Does average Joe want to see where the demon sleeps?” He was going to go home but he never minded company when he did. //@heartxshaped-bruises
Well, well, well. Here they were. Saying so much and nothing at all. As much as Joe liked to know what Kasimyr’s deal was… he did enjoy a scavenger hunt. Used to do it all the time with law enforcement and other parties when deals went awry and required a bit of a challenge. One time they wouldn’t stop find BODY PARTS – not Joe’s proudest moment, but he got paid and honestly, how was he supposed to know that humans wouldn’t magically reassemble? This happened way too long ago to still matter. Right??
Joe tilted his head and observed how Bunny went ahead. His boots shuffled in the dirt and kicked up a cigarette stump that some monster left on the playground, and he hummed as if in deep thought. ❛❛Taking me to a second location? WITHOUT DINNER FIRST ?? Bunny, if you want to murder or seduce me, you should make sure that you can walk straight – without medicine…❜❜ A grin shone in his voice, hidden under the mask, but despite imself Joe stood and followed after Kasimyr. // @x-brokencrowns
Kasimyr looked behind him with a smile that Joe could see. Innocent and full of dizzy lies. “Me? I am no gentleman. You must discover this on your own, dear average Joe.” He mumbled something in his mother tongue about really wanting a glass of coke to fizz down his throat. Or even better, a slurpee! That was exactly what he did. The demon took Joe into a convenience store so he could walk out with a giant slurpee that felt like heaven down his throat. He had left his bag of goodies at the park, forgetting all about them.
His apartment wasn’t quite what one would expect. Not overly nice but it also didn’t look like a crackden. His door was unlocked since he would never remember a code or key. Kasimyr dropped the slurpee on his table and walked past a pile of ignored mail. “Hungry?” He dug around in his fridge until he found a tray of lasagna. He threw his frenemy a fork and started eating on one side. “If he wanted to poison him, would he not eat it?” He muttered, shoving some food in his yap. “Do you get sick?” He asked curiously with his stuffy nose.
“Great! You’ll love this then.” He was even more confident of that now. “Are you saying one date in that I have your heart?” He was teasing him but still being entirely flirtatious. At least until Felix called him out on a thought. It was a fair thought too, even if the number was unbelievable. “Okay look, I will admit to using my career to impress a date. I am so guilty of that. Come on, it’s the most interesting thing about me. Some of us just don’t have as much to work with.”
“But, you’re actually the first person I’ve risked this for.” The words were oddly sincere for Felix. He quickly adjusted and squeezed his shoulders tightly. Okay stay right here. He ran to the suit lockers and pulled out a pair, just taking a guess at Felix’s size and going up so it would fit over his clothes. He walked back and passed it to him. “You have to get into this thing.” He stepped into his own and walked over to the controls to turn the thing on. //@heartxshaped-bruises
❛❛Why? Are you saying I’m special?❜❜ Felix raised his brows, grinning. Obviously one date in it was MORE OF A JOKE between them, he was sure, but he’d be lying if he said that this was the bare minimum someone had done for him so far. Honestly, he was impressed. Perhaps he came to regret this later, but he was impressed. As long as no one ended up waterboarded or launched into space…
Being handed something, Felix had to take a moment to feel it up and find out how he was supposed to get into the thing. ❛❛What is this? Pants?❜❜ After a closer look he had a better idea and started an attempt. ❛❛You know, I’m starting to think we might be handling this date situation a bit unconventionally. Normally my dates never ask me to put on more clothes❜❜, he mused, forcing his arm into the suit. ❛❛O-Okay, I think I got it! What’s next? Tell me the plan.❜❜ The room they were in hadn’t revealed itself to him. There was no way to have A PROPER IDEA about his surroundings and under normal circumstances, that would’ve concerned him. He took a few steps into the direction he thought Felix to be, reaching out to see if he could find him. // @x-brokencrowns
“Yeah exactly man, you’re a special kind of girl and all that bullshit guys say in the movies.” He was a hopeless romantic but other Felix didn’t need to know that yet, at least not this early. He watched him struggle with the jumpsuit and pressed his lips together trying not to laugh. Sure, he could tell him what he had but he thought it was way funnier to make him figure it out. “Are you saying you wanna get naked for me? Seems unfair. I mean to you.” He wasn’t sure if that was an OK thing to say but hopefully other Felix was getting used to his foot in mouth disease.
Felix walked back to him, meeting him since he had gone a little to the left from him. “Here.” He lifted up the zipper over the collar since the seal was important. “We’re going to go in a little tube thing so when I tell you to step… you know… step.” He walked him into the simulator. “You’re not scared of heights are you?” He couldn’t remember if he asked this. “It’s a one mind kind of device so I am going to leave you and power it on.” He was catching on that he needed to tell Felix what he was doing. He shut the glass door behind him after escorting him out and headed to the controls again. “5… 4… 3… 2.. 1…”
Her facial expression was taken aback. She resented the sentiment of anything close to being called crazy. Renata managed to shake her head with a purse set of lips. The expression softened and even managed a smile when she opened up to her a little. It was something Renata could relate to her on. She withdrew the hand she messed up on and scraped the side of her fingernail without a thought to it being nail polish.
Once her hands were painted and dried, Renata grabbed her book again to continue their conversation. "Backbones can be heavy, that's why I am in a wheelchair." She giggled at her own joke while Saffron read it, cracking herself up. She picked up the polish and examined it before pointing it to her, trying to let her know that she would happily return the favour for her. She wrote one more time, a thought that was none of her business. "Does he come to see you?" //@heartxshaped-bruises
It was only a second -- nothing but a brief occurrence, but for a small moment Saffron could see that she seemed to have hit a tiny nerve with Renata. Her lips twitched slightly. Was it that easy to push her a little? She had no idea if that was pathetic or tragic. Those two things differed majorly, in her opinion. But since she couldn't tell how much the implication bothered the other girl in reality, she didn't care much about digging her FINGERTIPS A LITTLE DEEPER into the small cut. Saffrons eyes scanned the writing and her lips twitched again, this time accompanied by an amused chuckle. ❛❛Hey, you are funny... good for you!❜❜ Not without gratitude she offered Renata her hands. Her nail polish could use a bit of a fresh-up. Not that it ever looked good with her nails chewed down that low, but Saffron didn't care enough to feel embarrassed.
Her eyes returned to the notebook, flickering for the smallest moment. They said your first response was reflex. Learned and trained behaviour. The second one was who you were. So what did it say about her that both of them were one and the same? A loud snort and throaty laugh, impossible to be read as anything else but deflecting an EXPOSED NERVOUS SYSTEM. So much for hitting a nerve, huh. ❛❛Noooo, he does not... now, if you're asking if he doesn't want to or they don't allow him --❜❜ She pulled a toothy grimace that was almost a grin and put both her hands up, gesturing to weigh the likeliness of both. She didn't know. Didn't want to care about the answer either, but Renata didn't have to know that. ❛❛Why? You want a boyfriend?! Want me to introduce you two? He's not cute, if that's what you're thinking. But hey, if you're that desperate...❜❜ // @x-brokencrowns
Renata was following on, reacting expressively; nodding, tilting her head, and eventually shook her head. She held her finger up to pause her, pull the brakes. She blew on Saffron’s last finger and elegantly twisted the cap back on. She had a way about her while handing it back. She was rushing, rather taking her time and thinking about how she wanted to write. What she wanted to write. Her empathy bled for whoever she was around.
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She lifted her pen and wrote again. Pen to the paper a couple times. She wrote out three lines. “You look sad.” It was in her eyes under everything else she tried to bury it with. Renata couldn’t hide an emotion to save her life. Her eyes were filled with empathy watching her new friend scan the page. “I get to leave on Wednesdays.” And then her finger slid down to the final point. “Can I bring you something?” She didn’t care about her brother, maybe she would if he was there but he wasn’t!
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I've had enough of the lies. And the secrets. Enough of the loneliness. Even men like us… even we deserve to be happy.
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My love language is when I’m his first choice and he’s obsessed with me
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forced quiet sex is so hot tho,, covering my mouth, telling me to shut the fuck up while my muffled whines escape through ur fingers,, only fucking harder into me out of anger for not being quiet
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have you ever considered therapy for your repressed anger issues? it would help.
they’re not repressed i’m expressing them a lot
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“I was going to kiss him, and I was going to regret it. But at that moment, I couldn’t bring myself to care.”
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