maybe all i need is a shot in the arm @aaliya-deighton - Tumblr Blog

tuck-messer:

“Whoa, whoa. Wait,” Tuck gently grabbed her arm as he moved over to her. “I’m sorry I forgot. Okay? But we are both here. Come on, we can still have fun.”

“No,” Aaliya shook her head, the words not coming out with much anger, but stern. She just felt stupid and she hated that. “I just want to go home, just take me.” She pulled her arm away.

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tuck-messer:

@aaliya-deighton

“Shit. Did we have a thing?” Tuck made a grimaced expression as he got out of his car.

“We did and now we don’t,” Aaliya nodded, less than amused as she’d sat around waiting. “Drive me home,” she nodded back to his car and started heading toward it.

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luca-cole:

“Oh I know. Which surprises me that you are this way,” he gave her a look over as she came in. “There are cannolis in the fridge or you can make your own ice cream taco,” he gestured to the waffle shells on the back counter.

“Isn’t it refreshing? Someone who grew up like that is so down to earth?” She smiled sweetly. “Too lazy, a gentleman would make it for me,” she half-requested, knowing that wouldn’t be likely, making her way to the fridge for the cannoli.

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tuck-messer:

“Maybe we should keep this strictly that then. Get you one of those little marker boards to make it easy,” he suggested. Tuck liked seeing her like this. She was always easy to be with but there was a certain lightness to her that he didn’t always sense. “You know exactly what I meant by it, woman,” he gave her waist a little squeeze. “See what you say when you are sober.” He warmed to her touch, finding it so relaxing. “Wish we could stay longer.”

“It would be a little slow, that’s the only issue with it. Not sure I’d be able to keep up with the flow of the conversation.” She liked the little squeeze, her body eager to be closer to his, wanting to soak in every bit of this day. “I don’t know shit, son,” she shook her head, grin widening ear to ear. “I might not admit it sober,” she chuckled. “I do too,” she leaned up and kissed him again. “Thanks for inviting me along.”

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tuck-messer:

“What did you do? Waste all your good words on me in that letter?” He asked with a raised brow. The smallest smirk coming out as they kissed. He was glad he had asked her on the trip. He liked traveling alone at times but the careless fun they had was exactly what he needed. “Only time I am good with that label. Though I think how many drinks you have had is probably influencing my cuteness.”

“I’m only good with the written word,” Aaliya explained with a little nod, shoulders shrugging. She probably liked him too much, but then again she probably had from the beginning. She didn’t worry about things like that. “Which label, cute or annoying? Cause I think they’re both very, very fitting,” she grinned a bit wider. “Nope, I always think you’re cute.” Her hands roamed up, carelessly moving through the hairs on the back of his neck.

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tuck-messer:

He made her close the gap completely, a slight glare in his eyes as they kissed. “Oh you’re ready to be with boring American again? Only after I spoil you for a day?”

“I don’t need to be spoiled,” she shook her head, arms wrapping around his waist. “I just prefer my boring American,” she grinned, leaning up again to kiss him. She went through periods of finding herself only to lose herself again. Pockets of happiness followed by that sinking feeling. But this was the best she’d felt in a long, long time. “You’re so cute it’s annoying.”

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luca-cole:

“Politely?” He repeated with amusement. “Are you capable? Come in,” he nodded towards the back door.

“I grew up in a very prestigious family of course I’m capable,” she feigned an uppity little expression. “What’s on the menu? Do I have options?”

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luca-cole:

@aaliya-deighton

“Don’t tell me you’ve come to beg for scraps again,” he teased though it didn’t show in his expression.

“Not beg, politely ask if you have extra dessert lying around.”

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@tuck-messer

“I don’t want to be romanced by a French man anymore,” Aaliya faked a frown, leaning up on her tip toes to kiss him, a happy buzz making her feel like she’d just been floating around the city with him all day.

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✉ || TUCK ⇄ AALIYA

Tuck: It's a little bit but I'm okay with it. Just shit lucky to have the means to do it. What about you?

Tuck: Why change what works?

Aaliya: Most people with the means don't do dick. And if they do it's just throwing money and nothing more. I grew up in NYC, and I snuck out one day when I was eleven and just explored the city on my own. Had no idea where I was going or anything, I just saw so many things I never have and never would've in the city I lived in.

Aaliya: Cause it's not working, I'm not getting romanced.

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✉ || TUCK ⇄ AALIYA

Tuck: Idk that I have a day, but the traveling I did after my dad died and there will all these small moments during it that made me realize what it is I wanted to do. I was pretty selfish growing up and that made me nothing but unhappy. And I guess a part of it is still selfish because realizing what I could do to help made me feel more complete than anything else.

Tuck: Oh that's simple. Cause you're easy.

Aaliya: Just because it makes you feel good doesn't make it selfish. That's really, really beautiful, Tuck. I'm glad you found what you were meant to be doing.

Aaliya: Oh okay, I can change that.

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