your side. i may be your bodyguard, but i'm also your friend first and foremost. ”
aurelius slowly blinked before closing her irises for a moment then reopened them to focus on ana once more.
“ i can find a way to make time to get you your favorite and not be noticed that i'm gone. ”
the grin softens into a smile while irises watch ana to hear her speak in disbelief. tilting her head just a slight while the gentle hums +
turning head slightly ﹐ gaze finding the paper bag———she recognizes it immediately; her favorite matcha shop. ‘ when did you have the time? my schedule was packed today. ’
still escape her throat. fingertips resuming their gentle touches on anastasya's forearm, just trying to brush away any stress she could.
“ i wanted too, ana.. i could sense today was more stressful for you. i'm always going to be on +
too. i trust you to handle yourself, ana. what you do behind close doors, nothing leaves my lips. here for you. ”
holding out the bag to her, aure offers a fangy grin while gentle hums escape her throat.
“ why do you think i never tell anyone what happens after they leave? nor will i tell anyone what you do. ”
aurelius had more respect for anastasya than many gave her credit for due to her background. lips curled into a gentle yet +
her words makes anastasya scoff ﹐ a bitter ﹐ ugly truth that she detests. ‘ unfortunately. after all ﹐ my assistants would trip all over themselves if they ever saw me smoke. ’
non-judgemental smile, thumb just caressing her wrist in a soothing and supportive motion while watching her. shifting away for a moment to go grab a small, brown bag with a certain matcha drink inside.
“ i only worry if i truly need +
that short, curt reply makes her lips slightly flatten yet she's well aware it's not truly the ana she knows. anything could make someone twist and turn deep within themselves after being contorted and handled incorrectly for too long.
‘ no. ’ comes her short ﹐ curt reply. the distant lights of the skyscrapers illuminates the delicate contours of her visage———magazines called her personally sculpted by aphrodite. ﹠
a soft hum is given to show she's listening while not interrupting at the moment, just showing she was here to offer her comforting presence; fingertips brushing along ana's free hand for a moment.
“ i presumed as much. you only seem +
a simple brow raise yet she doesn't say anything as she approaches anastasya's side to stand beside her then lean against the wall, head tilting just a slight before a soft exhale slips past her lips.
“ is something bothering you, ana? ”
cigarette stick resting in between pale fingers ﹐ the end alight with muted ember. smoke curling languidly into the evening air ﹐ veiling ethereal features in a fleeting ﹐ 𝓈ilver haze.