"All people have a side of themselves they can't reveal to others."
• ᴄᴏᴅᴇɴᴀᴍᴇ: [ 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ]
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That very air —- it hung thick with the brine of 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿, an assault to the lungs.
Celestial sapphires narrow, a warrior’s breath timed to the quickening pulse of his heart, the surge of lightning in his veins as time seemed to slow —-
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"Yes, of course... Fiona."
Have they been on first-name basis now? Of course she's likely using an alias, still...
She takes a while. He has enough time to prepare a light breakfast before they head out.
"I'll use the shower after you!" He calls out. "Please don't dawdle!"
"Will you? Thank you so much, Arthur."
When did she start casually use his first name? Been happening at random intervals lately.
"I'll be ready in about thirty minutes."
More like an hour. At least.
She takes long showers, too.
@A_ForgottenPast -misconception it may cause. But I would rather not have them call any sort of law enforcement... Ostania is... Rather forceful when it comes to that matter."
He turned to look at her, carefully appraising her appearance. She does look a little ruffled, and he carefully moves a-
@A_ForgottenPast -off each other.
Lips brush against the side of her head as he whispers in a low, painfully seductive voice in her ear. "Let's take this back to the hotel instead."
... Knowing full well that they were never staying in such a location in the first place.
He starts taking -
you have been trying to disconnect yourself from reality for so long, that now you feel as if you don’t belong here. you see yourself as an alien amongst other people. you long for a home that doesn’t exist.
He's placed a cup of coffee on the nightstand next to her.
She's really out of it.
...
Come to think of it, he hasn't slept in this room in a while. He sits on the edge of the bed, next to her.
"I've made coffee." He speaks, in a hushed tone.