"you suppose?" she laughed softly, enjoying the peace that lingered. glancing down at his map for a moment before she grew distracted by him holding her hand. cheek pressing against his, letting out a hum. "quite the warm face, trevor belmont." the mage teased, +
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“ he would want to see it , so i suppose we have to bring him , “ he joked back.
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now this is what peace is. a blush blazed like a wildfire across his cheeks , as a hand reached up to hold one of hers. to give her all the room …
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"is alucard included in this trip or is he the babysitter?" she joked, arms slowly wrapping around him from behind, chin rested on his shoulder. faint kisses pressed to neck and jawline.
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though it was dark and the noise was sudden , he did not startle. a small smile tugged at his lips to hear that it was her and then faded again as he tried to be cool.
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“ not without you. not for a while yet , either. wallachia’s heart […]
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"things aren't that bad, really. i should have said when i don't know what to do." she mumbled, eyes watching over him fondly. then simply listening to him as he spoke, reassuring her. "i know there's bumps. it frustrates me that there's nothing i can really do +
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀“ i’m sorry things got bad .” 𝔥um — lips lingering on her wrist . another kiss . “ it’s not that 𝓌e have something going on . we love you and we love each other . it is all equal . with him …͟
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a scoff in disbelief, looking off towards the side where she left her book. blankly staring at the cover. "i love you both dearly. i know you both love me too." another sigh, more out of frustration. "sorry— i am probably just adding more to your already full plate." +
"an alcoholic? i do not drink that often. only when things get bad." a weak short lived laugh before growing quiet again. "often times it feels like both of you have something going on that i can never understand. and there's nothing to do about that." voice growing +
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⠀⠀ ⠀“ you sure .ᐣ i do not mind . though i do fear you becoming an alcoholic .” kiss pressing to her wrist . “ i just don’t want you to feel left out . and i also don’t wish for tension to rise , you know .
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"no, it's fine." a hand came up to rest on his head before fingers combed through silky golden strands. "you don't need to apologize. i just wish there was something i could do to help the situation."
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀“ i could go get you alcohol if you want to .” low murmur , cheek pressed against chest , glancing up . he doesn’t want to drink . “ i’m sorry you had to hear all that .”
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a sigh as he said no but she still took the bottle anyways and lifted it to her lips. sweet and fuzzy. handing the bottle back after a few sips. "thank you." she mumbled, a bit dejected.
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀“ no .” head shuffling closer — trying to peek at the book . “ …͟ well , it’s meant to be consumed before it turns into that . figured you could use a cold drink .”
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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀𝒸rawling to be to rest head on @speakersmagics ’ chest . incoherent grumbling , a bottle of soda held up . nice and cold . “ try my new mixed berries drink .”
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i didn't mean to assume anything or come off that way. i am sorry. if it eases your stress, i am not upset with you. [ blink. ] what other guy— [ cutting herself off, shaking her head. ] we needn't speak of it. you should rest. i will join you later. +
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now , if you please , i’ll treat you to a date tomorrow , my love. i’m just too upset right now.
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( leaning down , pressing a kiss to her cheek ; a promise. still , he steps back to leave and cool down on his own. )
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