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[clemvanderbb]

noahcart·

           he refrains from saying i love you, as a response to her saying she loved the flowers and instead smiles back at her, a little confused as she wipes at his lips but he finally figures it out. “ well you’re worth the effort.. but then again, it’s not like… a five star hotel or anything like that so it’s not amazing but.. i like picnics and fresh air all that shit.” he nods, walking with her toward the exit until they were finally outside. “ well i did the music half the night until i drank way too much and sorta passed out until the next morning and it was… messy.” he laughs a little, “ so maybe if you were there i would’a sobered up a little.” he shrugs, “ how was your time away?

         she’s furrowing her eyebrows slightly at his words, shaking her head. ❝ a five star hotel doesn’t mean anything to me, noah. not a thing. ❞ clementine isn’t mad at him, that much is obvious but she’s taking the moment to make it clear that the simplest of things - effort filled things, are what really matter to her. he matters to her, lack of five star hotels and all. ❝ must’ve been one hell of a hangover, huh ?? ❞ the red head lets out as they make their way out of the studio, green optics flickering around the scene before settling back on him and she sighs slowly. ❝ long and tiring... drama filled. ❞ 

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noahcart·

          noah’s grin went away a little as she disappeared, only because he would look like a huge idiot just grinning at nothing, thought it returns when she comes back out and he brings back the flowers from behind his back for her. “ for the pretty lady,” he laughs a little, his hand moving to the small of her back and he nods his head. “ don’t stress it,” he looks down at her warmly. she seemed to be one of the only things he had right now that still felt pure, untainted by his destroying illness. “ how does a picnic sound? i heard the sunset’s gunna be really nice if we can still make it.” he looks down at his phone, “ i missed you… also lucky you missed the party on the weekend it was… boring as hell.”

         emerald like optics settle on the pink flowers and her grin seems to widen as they register. green gaze flickering up to his hazel orbs before a delicate hand reaches for the flowers, the other shifting to wrap around him in a slightly less delicate embrace. because she missed him back. terribly. somehow, she’d grown far too attached to the heart boy - not that she’d complain. ❝ i love them, thank you. ❞ she refrains from mentioning that he didn’t have to waste money on him because she’s found it takes away from the gesture and instead thanks him in the most sincere of ways. and then she’s bringing a hand up to gently wipe at the lipstick tint on his lips left behind by none other than her. ❝ you planned a picnic ?? no one’s ever put that much effort... ❞ then again, no one had done a lot of things he’d done for her. let alone treated her how he did. ❝ i missed you. tell me about it on the way, then ?? ❞ 

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noahcart·

            it had been an enlightening weekend to say the least, he’d spent two whole days while clem had been modelling away being the sickest he had ever been since being diagnosed, his brother finding out about everything - and worrying about his best friend, clementine’s sister. he knew he had to tell the rest of the people he cared about what was happening, though he was terrified. he’d organised a date a while ago with her, and shown up at the studio she’d sent him with a bunch of pink flowers behind his back that she hadn’t seen yet. a warm smile is on his lips as he watches her, “ hey you,” he grins, going to say something else before his words are cut short by her kissing him and even though it wasn’t the first time they had done so, it felt like the first time and his cheeks flush pink - bringing at least some colour to them. five minutes pass, his hand still behind his back with the flowers and he tugs the beanie over his ears with his spare hand, still watching her proudly as he waits. 

          she’s delivering this time, probably because her smile is that much more genuine and just what was expected of her. the serious shots had been dealt with within the first hour and the smiling ones were left for last - something she never quite understood but that’s the way this particular photographer worked. she’s true to her word, shooting her manager a pointed look as her five minutes come to an end. and havoc is once again wreaking as the employees scatter to clean up the set, her own team ushering her towards the changing station before she’s settling back into her comfortable crop-top sweater and jeans. long red waves seem messy as she tussles them towards a side, reaching for the pack of makeup removing wipes before thanking the team quietly and making her way towards noah, bright dimpled grin on full display as she nods towards the door. ❝ you ready ?? ❞ she’s reaching for a wipe, bringing it up to her face before gently wiping away at her foundation. ❝ again... i’m so sorry that took so long. ❞ 

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@noahcart

           full lips are tainted with the crimson shade the makeup team had settled on, emerald like optics shifting from the ground up to the camera and she’s mustering a few poses. clearly, over the session. she’d sent for someone to get noah a few minutes ago because he’d, religiously been on time, to pick her up for another one of their dates and the session was running a good twenty minutes late. she’s jutting her bottom lip out in a not at all subtle pout as the photographer glances through the shots. ❝ you’re doing great !! just a few more, clementine - someone bring out the fan. ❞ the words bring chaos. employees shuffling around the set in search of the fan, makeup artists scattering towards her for any last minute touch ups. a genuine dimpled grin settles on doll like features as his familiar features come into view. and lithe frame is slipping past the group, heels clicking against the floor as she moves towards him. ❝ hey, you !! i’m so so so sorry, we should be done in - ❞ her words are cut short as her name is called, gaze drifting towards the photographer before she glances back towards him and presses a quick kiss onto his lips, leaving behind proof of her red lipstick before she’s rushing off towards her spot, holding up a hand in his direction to signal five minutes.

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noahcart·

        “ more cheese huh?” he laughs a little, watching her in awe. “ what - nutella? on a pb & j?” he raises his eyebrows, before nodding thoughtfully, “ i mean if you’ve trialled and tested it and it worked out well then i’ll humor you.” he gets up from where he’d been sitting, vision cloudy but he got used to it. “ how can i help?” he tilts his head, the closer proximity to her sending his mind wild. 

            dimpled grin is directed towards him, brought on by him - it was only fair. and she nods her head. ❝ mhm !! unless you don’t want extra cheese ?? ❞ it’s a genuine question, although, she’s not quite sure if she’d agree with his lack of a liking towards extra cheese. but then again, that’s probably because she liked her loaded fries super extra cheesy. however, as he questions her creation, the red head shoot shim a playful glare. ❝ you know what ?? i’ll just make one for myself and you can just watch me eat it. ❞ clementine jokes, sticking her tongue out at him playfully before slumping her shoulders in a shrug. ❝ oh, that’s alright. i promise that i’ve got it under control. ❞ 

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celestevdb·

             “and you’re surprisingly being too distracted.” the younger vanderbilt says, turning to pout to her sister as she gave her a slightly concerned look. “what’s up with you, anyway? what’s on ‘ya mind?”

             emerald optics are narrowing much like those of a deer caught in headlights at her sister’s words and she’s blinking, grasping for her coffee in an effort to delay her denial. ❝ distracted ?? ❞ an echo of celeste’s statement as the red head furrows her eyebrows, pointing an accusing finger at her sister. ❝ don’t try and turn this to me, we’re talking about you. ❞

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noahcart·

           she is enough to make him beam with a smile - he didn’t feel all that great at all, but he was putting up a strong front because he wanted to spend time with her. he nods his head, not opposed to french fries. “ surprise me, i’m sure you’re a great chef.” he winks jokingly, “ i won’t laugh, promise.”

            ❝ oh... alright, fine - i’ll add more cheese. ❞ the red head laughs lightly, switching to open the freezer and pull out the bag of fries. light gaze drifts towards him as he promises not to laugh and instead she pulls out the jar of peanut butter and the strawberry jam only to turn to the pantry and pull out the jar of nutella. ❝ a peanut butter and jelly - but it’s not just that... i promise. ❞ 

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noahcart·

         you’re fucking this up, noah - he glances up, hazel hues taking in her concern and his stomach knots up because he hated that she was concerned about him. he needed a cigarette, but he wasn’t about to ditch their conversation for that right now. a small smile tugs at his lips, slightly sombre but if you blinked you would miss it - because zofran wasn’t going to help. “ nah, all good kitten.” he shakes his head, watching her smile and his returns, “ i’m not too hungry so maybe we can do somethin’ here?”

                bright optics remain locked on his own before the red head nods slowly, grinning at the nickname. ❝ well, as long as you insisit. ❞ clementine mutters, moving to pull open the fridge. her head tilts slightly as she inspects the materials - blinking slowly. ❝ well... there’s not much but i think we have french fries that i can fry... make some loaded fries ?? i’ll tell you what i’m about to eat if you promise not to laugh. ❞ 

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imessage - clem

noah: well maybe one day you can show me around there?

noah: you're pretty

noah: yup! i love it there, especially brooklyn

noah: fuck that sounds amazing

clem: next time there's a shoot, you can tag along ?

clem: you're pretty

clem: brooklyn's gorgeous, i agree

clem: doooooo iiiiiit

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imessage - clem

noah: shiiiit the biggest place i've been is new york for some event i dj'ed at

noah: yeah no cavities :)

noah: noooo not ignoring i mean what should i get from chipotle?

clem: paris is pretty, you'd like it there

clem: europe is pretty in general tbh

clem: wow you've been to my home huh

clem: a bowl with extra everything ?

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imessage - clem

noah: wait really?

noah: oh, dentist, standard stuff

noah: what do you recommend i get?

clem: no, silly

clem: paris was last month

clem: oh ok well i hope that went well

clem: you ignoring my vote for chipotle implies you want a wholefoods salad and idk if i can be around that type of person

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noahcart·

         he’d be damned if he was going to tell the beautiful girl in front of him that he’d just come out of a major surgery the other day, and was now starting chemotherapy, not a chance. “ yeah.. i’m okay. i’m good, just, dizzy.” he laughs a little, leaning himself up against the kitchen bench top. “ promise. “ he smiles down at her, “ what were you saying?”

                she’s not convinced, not in the slightest, but clementine could never force anyone to tell her things they didn’t want to say and so she reluctantly sighs with a nod, worry still etched in doll like features. ❝ i think there’s some zofran in the medicine cabinet ?? one of the girls had labyrinthitis last month. ❞ and then she returns his smile with a dimpled one of her own. ❝ if you wanted takeout or homemade ?? ❞ 

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imessage - clem

noah: in la or you gone global now? 😏

noah: just finished an appointment in town, trying to toss up between a wholefoods salad or chipotle for dinner

clem: paris to be exact

clem: what kind of appointment ??

clem: chipotle, always

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noahcart·

“ wh- huh? shit sorry…. sorry, i didn’t hear you.. say that again?”

                ❝ if you... ❞ she begins to repeat herself but is too concerned to finish and so she shakes her head. ❝ is everything okay ?? ❞ 

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imessage - clem

noah: hey... what you up to?

clem: i'm finishing up a shoot

clem: why ? what're you up to ??

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noahcart·

       “ you’re so… grounded, i don’t know, you’re so smart.” he shrugs, smiling sheepishly because the compliments being sent between them were far too often for a normal conversation - maybe she was just being nice, like celeste said she was? “ i mean, hopefully i succeed at something, i kinda sucked at getting into anything forensic because i just couldn’t grasp it so… here i am in law.” he laughs nervously, hating to be a downer but it really got to him. of course, he wasn’t going to tell her the full story of why forensics and the rest of it wasn’t for him, not yet at least. “ cheesy is fine… sometimes, if it’s coming from you.” he raises his eyebrows, smiling to one side. though he doesn’t doubt that she means that - she seemed like a good person to him. his cheeks flush red as she repeats his nickname and he ducks his head in a nod and he feels goosebumps rise up his arm as she brushes her fingertip over his hand before holding it and the flipping in his stomach was getting a little harder to ignore - but it wasn’t anything bad. “ i mean, i can’t say i’m always spontaneous but if we’re gunna go on a date i don’t want it to be average.” he grins, squeezing her hand gently mostly to make sure he was actually holding it and they begin to walk down the path in the direction of the beach. “ so, why forensic science? wait - that is your major, right?” 

              she’s forcing her bottom lip captive between her teeth as he compliments her and she doesn’t quite have it in her to convince him of otherwise nor did she think it was a good idea after about an hour of having exchanged conversation. mostly because she worries about others and then herself but would be damned if she made anyone worry about her. the red head is quiet for a moment but her features point to how delighted she actually is that he thinks that highly of her. ❝ that’s alright... it’s not for everyone, ❞ clementine begins, automatically assuring so much so that it was basically a reflex to reassure others. ❝ i bet you’re great with law, anyways. ❞ her voice is gentle and a delicate laugh of her own joins his. ❝ i’m glad you think so because i’m cheesy a good eleven out of ten times a day... ❞ the red head admits sheepishly, laughing lightly. her gaze is attentive, curious to his reaction but mostly interested in his motions. or, well, in him. ❝ well, i won’t get used to the spontaneity. don’t worry, i’m more of a carefully planned color coded schedule type of girl, anyways. ❞ her words are true but they were spoken more as a way to comfort him. to more or less, yet again, reassure him that she didn’t mind his lack of spontaneity. ❝ yeah, forensics... ❞ and she’s quiet for a moment, seemingly gathering her words before she shrugs. ❝ i just love everything about it ?? the mystery, the possibilities, the motives... all of it. i guess it’s kind of like modeling ?? minus the crime part. the only crime you can find in modeling is a shade that won’t go with your hair complexion. ❞ 

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celestevdb‌

                  the sound of her older sister speaking made her feel at ease at some point. maybe, that’s the exact reason as to why she chose to have her around when she’s having those stressful days. she looked at her with her brown eyes, trying to get the other’s sympathy with it and matched it with her famous pout. “what are you trying to imply, then?” she shoots at the elder vanderbilt, amusement visible in her eyes. “i asked you what you wanted earlier and you said iced coffee! fine, i’d let you have your ice cream later, sis.” she scoffed, playfully rolling her eyes at her last statement.

             a pointed glance is shot as her little sister shoots her the infamous vanderbilt puppy eyes. slowly but playfully, she rolls her eyes. and then her tongue is clicking on the roof of her mouth as she offers her a mirrored pout. ❝ that you’re being lazy. ❞ the red head deadpans as if it was obvious but amusement of her own is more than obvious in emerald optics. ❝ i thought i said... ice cream. ❞