𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗

When you’re gone, who remembers your ɴ ᴀ ᴍ ᴇ?

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

"ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍ, ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴋɪʟʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ʜᴀɴᴅs."

{Iɴғᴏʀᴍᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ Wɪʟᴅᴇs
Aғғɪʟɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ @BloodInBoston
18+}

[Mr. Dominic Portwood @MrPortwood]

// Please, I need an Urban Legends and Mythology teacher for Dom to gently mock 🥺

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate -
“I-if that’s what you’d want. If that would be okay? Just so~ I don’t want you to be alone... I don’t like seeing you hurt.”

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate - came out before he could stop them. His gaze fell back to the road as the car ate up the miles that lay out before them.

“You can stay with me until you’re healed-“

The realisation of how controlling that sounded hit Nolan and he began to babble, almost nervously~

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate - Making his way to the drivers side. The drive was quiet, Nolan’s brow furrowed with concern. He glanced every so often over to her, one hand moving to hold hers once more.

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate - otherwise.”

He took the bottle from her, allowing her to become a little more stable.

“Never seen you in such a state. May I ask what happened?”

Opening the car door, he helped her into it before lowering the seat a little more to make it more comfortable.~

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate - his cheeks as Sofia pointed out that he was here for her, though it was replaced by concern as she winced.

He knew that look. It meant at minimum, a broken rib.

“Come on. You’re coming to my place. You need to rest.”

Standing slowly, he offered his hand.

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate His thumb graced over the back of her knuckles, before he brought it to his lips, absent mindedly. The kiss was gentle, and brief.

“In sayin that, people in our line of work, never have an easy week.”

He grinned, winking cheekily before a light colour tinted~

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate - hers.

“Rough day?”

He asked softly, nodding towards the wounds on her face.

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate - concerned. Perhaps he had mistaken their previous moments together for something more than they were.

But, he shook those thoughts from his head, sitting before her.

“I didn’t mean to frighten you, I’m sorry.”

His voice was gentle, a hand moving to take~

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate - before he reverted back to his usual, stoic exterior.

“Is this seat taken, Miss?”

He queried, a hand dropping to touch the small of her back gently. Raising his fingers to the barman, he nodded - signalling for his usual drink.

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate - And, neither had the barman.

Nolan strolled into the establishment; fixing his suit as he did so. His eyes scanning the surroundings.

And there, sat with an ice filled cloth to her cheek, sat Sofia.

A wave of relief crashed through him as he saw her,~

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

Well. He’s here. Question is, who’s asked him to come here, why have they asked him to; and why so fucking early?

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate “Oh, nothing.”

Nolan offered a smile and started the car.

“Hotel? We can have a nightcap. Means we’re safe in case any of your~ friends decide to try and find us.”

He gave her hand a quick squeeze before making his way through the town

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@OfTricksNTreats “I rather like games.”

He smirked, nodding as she tempted him with the amber liquid.

“Sounds delightful. Thank you.”

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

Nolan entered the bar, soothing the chatter that had hung in the air before his arrival.

A cocky smirk flickered across his features as he made his way over to the bar.

He posed no threat. He was untouchable. Approaching the bar, the Irish {@OfTricksNTreats }~

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate - he looked over at her.

“C’mon. Night’s not over yet. Where shall we head next?”

[𝙽𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝙾’𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗 @ALoyalInformant]

@HarborOfFate - the nurse as she cleaned the wound. Ensuring everything was done correctly.

Once it was over, he took the offered hand and walked from the room with her. A slight nod was the only reaction she would get in response to the grateful look.

Once in the car,~