𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕

[ꨄ @lostaffections]

i see my life in your eyes.

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

who said she didn’t find it charming, hm? does he have a white wine for her?

[۟ @aristoprats]

see, he thought she'd think that was charming.

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

lilts out gently but with a firmness that suggests they’d been through this once or twice before.

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄���𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

she hadn’t quite realized how close she’d drifted until she lifted her gaze, meeting his without much difficulty. a slight flush graces her cheeks before she can think to hide it, taking the smallest step back. nearly tumbling over once again, thanks to her son’s clinging . . .

[‍ ‍.̲.̲ ͑﹙🫀﹚ ‍ the ‍adv͟o͟c͟ate. @macabretorque]

⠀
he held back a chuckle when he noticed
the boy hiding behind her legs before
his gaze lifted back up to meet hers.
both brows lifted, lips twisting into an
impressed grin.

“ oh, yeah? ” his head tipped to the
side as he watched her retrieve a
small bottle. curious …
⠀

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

this time.

“felicity,” she finally seems to realize she hadn’t answered. somehow too flustered, reaching her hand out between them now. her free hand snaking behind her to ruffle the boy’s hair.

“and this… is landon. who usually isn’t so shy. say hi, love,” her voice . . .

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

wet her whistle? she didn’t realize they were in a speakeasy in the 1920’s.

[۟ @aristoprats]

so, c'mere. let him wet her whistle.

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

she could certainly use a drink after this week.

[۟ @aristoprats]

he figures he can be both. pub ken on the weekend.

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

“thank you… i-i’m sorry. again. and, thank you.” finding herself stumbling over her words, fingers pressing down on the back of her neck. dragging against tense, knotted flesh, breath growing heavier.

she hangs up the phone, chewing on her peeling cuticle as she awaits him.

[𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐬. @navyvoyeur]

"hey yeah— of course," he woke up quickly. "yeah, i'm on my way," he said, getting up and tugging on his clothes. he'd fallen asleep a little earlier than usual after a long shift, his eyes still groggy as he rose from his slumber.

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

she figured he’d be business ken.

[۟ @aristoprats]

think the idea is that she can be whatever barbie she wants to be.

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

her back aches in a way she didn’t think possible. is she really getting that old?

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

i didn’t know who else to call.”

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

“hi… i-i’m so.. so sorry to call you right now,” her voice rushes out, breathless as a steady, heavy leak drips under her cupboard beneath the sink. watching helplessly, shirt already perfectly soaked from the time she’d spent trying to fix it.

“i… need help. and . . .

[𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐬. @navyvoyeur]

answering on the second ring. "hey boss, what's up?" voice a little deeper than usual.

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

does that make her baker barbie?

[۟ @aristoprats]

pub ken.

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

splashed across his shirt.

“it’s a stain remover, too. mostly… marketed for parents. and i have the messiest eater in america,” she tossed playfully over her shoulder toward the boy currently burying his face in his mother’s pant leg.

“it does work wonders, though.”

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

his calm demeanor and kindness kept felicity from entirely spiraling into her own panic. offering him a sheepish smile as her own son ducked behind her leg shyly. meanwhile, her own hands already reached into her purse, digging for a familiar bottle.

“actually,” she . . .

[‍ ‍.̲.̲ ͑﹙🫀﹚ ‍ the ‍adv͟o͟c͟ate. @macabretorque]

⠀
kai’s eyes drop to his shirt as coffee
spills all over both of them, head
shaking from side to side. “ it’s
okay. i promise. ” he offers a
reassuring smile, hoping she doesn’t
beat herself up too much. “ if you
have one of those …
⠀

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

started with a knowing grin, “i can do you one better.” a little white bottle with childish design sprawled across it appeared in her grasp. leaning in closer than was probably comfortable for two strangers, she carefully spritzed the stain spray onto where coffee had . . .

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

landon’s already squirmy waiting.

[𝕭. @V0GUlSM]

she always does. he’ll be there soon.

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

her face. “thank you… again, for coming. i seriously don’t know what i would have done without you.”

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

when the lights pulled up behind her car, she loosed a sigh of relief. her son had, thankfully, fallen asleep in his car seat in the back. unsure if she had the patter of the rain or his dinosaur book to thank for that.

she stepped out immediately as he approached, . . .

[‍ ‍.̲.̲ ͑﹙🏒﹚ ‍ hat ‍tri͟c͟k. @phantomcrease]

⠀
leo headed to his truck as he received
her location, sending a quick message
to let her know he was about fifteen
minutes away.

once there, he parked just behind her,
hazard lights on to ensure any oncoming
traffic would see them. tugging his
rain jacket hood up, he →
⠀

[𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒎𝒄𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒕 @ClRCLEYOU]

no jacket or umbrella in sight, letting the rain pour down on her. she was already soaked, only half-dry from sitting in her car since he’d insisted on coming to her rescue.

“hi…” she offered a grateful smile through the dark storm, pushing wet golden strands from . . .