╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ

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[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

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[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

|| Haven’t abandoned this account. Just been a super hectic weekend.

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

|| replies here asap <3 i have the weekend off work

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

“i’m working on this
prop for bill, and i’m
just trying to make
sure that it’s perfect.”

he admits, and raises a hand
to brush a loose strand of hair
from her face. that smile doesn’t
leave his lips.

“are you hungry?”

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

“coming to ensure
that i’m still alive?”

he knows that he spends
too much time looking
over his work, especially
the past few days.

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

his heart can’t seem to
grow used to such softness
from her.

his fondness only grows.

“bev.”

he greets, arching his head
back to glance up at her.

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

the real issue at
hand is why HE’S
not being held.

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

@HAIROFFlRE he’s grateful, offering
her a smile as he
takes the glass.

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

his face softens,
and he moves to
rest a gentle hand
upon her back.

he doesn’t know all
that has happened,
but she’s away from
him. he’s gone, and
he isn’t coming back.

she’s safe.

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

“i’m sure richie would
have come up with
someone ( golden ).”

he’s leaning back against the
counter, watching the other.

“you’ve been in here
too often if you already
know where everything is.”

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑 .ᐟ @mercatormorti]

meeting ben stride for
stride , bill breaks their
pace and makes his way
over to kitchen .

‘ sounds like we gotta
figure out the punchline
then , huh ? ‘

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

@HAIROFFlRE he’s not one to turn down good wine and amazing company.

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

he couldn’t be bored ,
not when it comes to
her. never would that
happen.

now,
what seems to
be the problem ?

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

. . .

bill .

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑 .ᐟ @mercatormorti]

bev , those things
are gonna kill you
one day .

give me one — .

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

“is it working?”

side by side they walk, and
he can’t recall the last time
he felt so relaxed, so at
peace with how life was.

“an author and an
architect go out
for coffee. sounds
like the start of a
cheesy joke.”

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑 .ᐟ @mercatormorti]

‘ you tryna‘ flatter me ? ‘
he teased , nudging ben
in the side with his elbow .
‘ besides , it’s not everyday
you get to sit down and drink
coffee with an architect .’

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

talk to him about it.

he’s there to listen.

( he’s always there for her. )

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

rough day ?

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

“who would i be to turn down
coffee with a famous author?”

another grin, and he’s moving
onto his feet, walking with the
other man.

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑 .ᐟ @mercatormorti]

bill’s eyes wander with ben’s and then resettles their attention on the other .

‘ i have coffee if you
want some ,’ he said ,
motioning for ben to
follow .

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

thought she was quitting ?

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

“i don’t mind the interruption .
i’ve been in here for —“,

his eyes flicker to the clock.

“. . .way too long.“

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑 .ᐟ @mercatormorti]

a grin now apparent , bill allows himself to fully enter the room .

‘ figured you could
use the company . i’m
not interrupting — ? ‘

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑 .ᐟ @mercatormorti]

/ filter credit to elliebean !

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝕻𝐎𝐄𝐓 .ᐟ @poetsgem]

he’s glancing up from his work,
a smile on his lips.

“this is a surprise.”

[╰┈➤ 𝕿𝐇𝐄 𝖂𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐑 .ᐟ @mercatormorti]

gentle knock —

cue bill popping his
head in .