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”What’s the best pickup line you’ve ever used?” +
Ric just came face to face with Ur after believing she was dead for so long and the poor baby is like two seconds away from passing out.
Verse: Wrong side of the spotlight
Ulric Milkovich, twin of Ultear, brother to Gray and Lyon -- though they were adopted -- and son of Ur Milkovich, one of the best managers in the music business, it was no wonder that music was in his blood. He grew up around the scene and watched his mother’s clients go from no one to chart toppers overnight, seen how fast the industry worked and the worst happen to the absolute best and it should’ve been a deterrent but his love of music had never been something in question.
As young as six Ur had been taking him to gigs and he’d loved every second of them, the music, the atmosphere, the supporters, it had all spoken to him in ways he couldn’t begin to describe and as such he had been one of the first to pick it up. At nine he’d already started playing the piano but as much as he loved it, it wasn’t for him, then at an after party one night a band member had taken him aside and taught him a few chords and that was it. He went home that night with Ur and begged her to get him a bass guitar.
Loving the sound he could now create, rock being his favourite, he stuck at it and when his sister and brothers began learning instruments too he was ecstatic. They might not have gotten along so well most days but when they played together they were phenomenal and as a family, it didn’t matter how much they got on each other's nerves, they could never walk away too angry.
During their early 20′s, they created their own unique sound and style together, finally recording a few songs and releasing an album under the band name Frozen Oasis, Ur as their manager. They were an instant hit and shot to fame. Their tours always fully booked out.
Ric took to the rockstar life easily, he loved the attention and the fans, the energy he felt when he was on stage making music with his siblings but one of the things he loved most was the women. Despite it all, though, there was something missing, what it was he didn’t know but for now, he was going to just enjoy the life he’d built for himself.
When you’re scared of your 4 foot 11 girlfriend
Thank you. For what? For being here.
[/trips over her own feet 'cause she sees him doing the smirky thing gfdi ric]
Yes, he had purposely smirked at her knowing full well the effect it had on her but he hadn’t expected her reaction to be that good. Sure he was an attractive man, women often made eyes at him that he very obviously ignored now that he was with her, but even in the times when he’d caught her ogling him she rarely made a fool of herself -- not counting ‘I’m Levy and I like flowers.’
So to see his gorgeous, intelligent woman physically trip over her own feet because of the fact he smirked at her? It was better than he had imagined as one hand instantly shot out to steady her while the other moved to cover his mouth in an attempt to stifle his laughter, she definitely wouldn’t be hearing the end of this.
“Don’t worry, I’ll always catch you when you fall, Lev ~”
And then he said, “i’m scared.” “Of what? Me?” I replied. He shook his head. “Of me,” he looked at me. His hands trembled as they touched my skin. “Of me hurting you.”
10 out of a thousand entries i’ll be writing about you. (via permanent-ink-and-paper)
@kodaimonji *does the smirky thing*
BONUS
*pokes his cheek until he wakes up*
Aware of an incessant prodding feeling in his face he rolled over in an attempt to escape the irritation building from the repetitive motion, whatever it was clearly wasn’t considered a threat or there would have been no way they wouldn’t be dead already – he wasn’t exactly a morning person. Then he recognised the scent of his sister’s perfume and groaned, he had been having a real nice dream about some sexy women, the last thing he wanted to wake up to was his sister.
Actually, he was half considered just ignoring her and hoping she’d go away, he most likely would have done that had he not already known nothing short of a bomb going off would get rid of her before she got what she wanted. Now he just had to figure out what that was and give it to her so she’d let him get back to his dream and much-needed sleep.
So rolling over he slowly sat up with a yawn, rubbing the back of his head as he shifted so that the blankets covered the lower half of his body -- there were some things he never wanted his sister to see -- and grumbled as he looked over at the clock. The illumination coming from it read that it was a few minutes past four in the morning, meaning he’d gotten a total of three hours sleep, but he couldn’t tell her to leave. It was the safest time for her to visit when he was the only one of them that had gotten back onto the Council, she was still wanted by too many people.
“The fuck do you want, Ultear? It’s four AM and I’ve got work in a few hours.”
I don’t need your sympathy, but thank you. Fair enough.