Deschanel Nighy

Some are born into an endless night.   

[trixie-allan-blog]

Alex reached out and took both her hands and held them apart. “A lot.” He laughed. He finished his food and shrugged. “How do you know it didn’t? How do you know it didn’t take like a pile of shit? You didn’t eat it.” He laughed and nodded. “Some people aren’t meant for it I suppose. Even if they follow the fucking recipe it just doesn’t work for them.” He said and kissed her gently. “Obviously I do.” He said and let her place the order. “Sounds bloody delicious. People criticize Americans for frying things, but it’s actually fucking genius.”

[deschanel-nighy]

Deschanel laughed, and looked at him like he was crazy. “Because just because we had the same plate.” She laughed. “I ate half which is enough for me to decide if I like it or not. And I did, however, I am not a dude. I can not intake the same amount of calories as you can. So I also left room for desert.” She smiled at him. “They aren’t, and Vivian isn’t one of them. Although, maybe she’s improved.” She shrugged. Deschanel smiled, and returned the kiss. She chuckled, “It’s alright, not bad. Fried ice cream is probably the only thing I like fried, wellll, no that is a lie.” She laughed.

[trixie-allan-blog]

“Yes you are. Don’t deny it.” He said and laughed again. “You and Vince at the two most spoiled people ever.” He said and shook his head. “Shush.” He rolled his eyes at her and continued eating, soon finishing the meal. He sat back and patted his stomach. “Eating like a true fucking American.” He looked at her again and pulled her over for a kiss.

[deschanel-nighy]

“A tiny bit.” She used her fingers to try to measure how little of a spoiled brat she could be. She laughed, and kissed his cheek quickly. She finished half her meal, and played around the rest of it, “Yes, the traditional American dish, but at least it didn't taste like dust.” She joked, “Vivan’s food taste like dust, but don’t tell her. She actually tries so hard in the kitchen, but it is no her forte. Oh my god.” Deschanel said with a laugh. She smiled, and nipped his bottom lip. “Dessert? Think you left for it?” She asked as she called the waiter over, “one lava chocolate cake. And one deep fried ice-cream.” He could have which ever one he wanted. “Those seemed like the best options.”

[trixie-allan-blog]

“You are, love.” He smiled at her for a moment. “Shush. I’m the extremely attractive guy getting feelings for the terribly spoiled princess.” He laughed. “I know I am.” He raised his eyebrows. He picked up his fork and started eating the food that had been placed in front of him. “It’s really good.” He agreed and gave her a look. “Confident and cocky, don’t you fucking doubt that either, love.”

[deschanel-nighy]

Deschanel laughed, “I am not a spoiled brat. You’re clearly confusing me for Vince.” She pretended to be offend, but laughed moments later. She nodded, and sucked on her bottom lip. “Is it, right? Good choice, baby.” She smiled, and leaned over to kiss him. “Right, both. Sure, we’ll go with that.” She said with laugh, before filling her mouth with another piece of stake. 

[trixie-allan-blog]

“You’re a complete fucking cliche obviously.” He was mostly teasing her now. “Yes, I bloody well am. It’s rare, but it fucking happens. You saying that just makes me not want to fucking smile though.” He shook his head at her. “I know it has been, but you also have to do what you need to do and you won’t be living there much longer if you don’t just go ahead and sell it. Sometimes you have to let go.” Maybe it was harsh, but the reality was stay and get kicked out, but she did have time. At least he figured that she must since she didn’t seem in a huge rush. He punched his lip between his fingers as she spoke to prevent himself from smiling. “Darling, I’m always your type.”

[deschanel-nighy]

“Shut up.” She said with laugh, and shook her head. “So are you. The douchey guy attracted and getting feelings for the quiet one.” She spoke with  a laugh. “Fine, don’t smile. I don’t care, you’re attractive regardless.” She said, sitting up when the plate of food was placed before them. “Oh yay! These looks delicious.” She said, picking up her fork. She was almost thankful when it arrived to say her anything further on the subject of her house. She took a piece of the steak and tasted it, savoring the favor. She smiled up at him approving of it. She scoffed, “very cocky, not even confident. Just cocky.” She laughed.

[trixie-allan-blog]

“Exactly why I used it.” He raised his eyebrow. “Oh, right, my assholeishness is terribly sexy, is it not?” He smiled back at her and reached down to pinch her inner thigh gently.  “You never will. It keeps things just a little more fun and interesting when things are more blunt.” He smiled smugly. “The money is a complicated part and you can’t just keep things because of the reasons you have. You have to be fucking practical, too. Yeah, it’s fucking gorgeous, but you can find gorgeous places with a smaller price and on a smaller scale.” He knew it was maybe not so simple, but he knew there was something. “Bryan, Chase, and Tyrone.”

[deschanel-nighy]

Deschanel laughed, and narrowed her eyes. “Um....I’m a cliche but sometimes it is.” She admitted, she did like it. He had a backbone, and she admired that. Deschanel smile grew a bit more, this was the first time she had actually seen him look like he was enjoying himself, and his smile was rare sight, but a very pleasant one. “You actually are capable of smiling.” She commented. “I know, you’re right. But it’s my home. It’s always been my home. I just need to think about it a bit more, I guess.” She spoke, somewhat defeated. She had a few more months to think about it. Deschanel “ahhed” silently. She scrunched her nose, “Ohhh, not my types. You’re my type.” She playfully lifted her eyebrows, “even more so when you smile like that, baby.”

[trixie-allan-blog]

“Shut up, you love me. Even when I’m being an arse. You think I’m fucking great.” He laughed. “I don’t give a single fucking fuck, darling.” He laughed. He felt her legs close and moved his hand up just a little farther between her legs and smirked. “Where would you move? I’ve kind of just fucking moved in with you if you hadn’t noticed.” He said and squeezed her thigh. He moved his chair over closer to her and sighed. “You’ll find another place. Sometimes you don’t need something so big.” He said and shrugged.

[deschanel-nighy]

“Careful, love is quite the strong word.” She smirked. “Sometimes, just sometimes I like it when you’re an asshole.” She smiled at him, and shook her head lightly his next comment causing her to laugh. “Always so bold, how could I ever get tired of that.” She bit her lower lip when she felt his squeeze. “I know that, but I let you move in out of kindness and it doesn’t feel right charging you. I don’t know yet. I still am thinking it over, I love the house. It’s gorgeous, and the location is perfect, but the money.” She spoke, before taking a drink of her wine. “I suppose, but it’s not the size that of concern, just the money.” She replied, she leaned over to kiss his cheek gently. “So who’s all in your band? Any other good-looking guys?”

[trixie-allan-blog]

“I won’t shut it. I just know you adore me enough to call me baby.” He said and smirked at her. “I adore putting people on the spot and doing things of that sort. It’s more fucking fun.” He smirked. He moved his fingers up her thigh a bit and raised his eyebrow. “Yeah? And what would that be?” He asked and just moved his fingers up and down her thigh, tickling his fingers against her just trying to get any rise out of her that he could. The waiter came back over to take their orders which Alex placed his hand handed over the menu, still moving his fingers against her thigh.

[deschanel-nighy]

“Sometimes, when I don’t hate you. Which isn’t a lot of the time, just an F.Y.I.” She gave him a smile to let him know she was joking. She laughed sarcastically, “as if I didn’t notice. You ran Will, my Will, out of town. Which was rude.” She said, giving him a light-hearted smile. She clamped her legs shut, and licked her lips as he felt his fingers on her. She tried her focus her thoughts, “um.” She licked her lips, thinking for a moment, “right, I’m thinking to sell my amazing house. I don’t want too, I love it. I fucking love it, it’s where I grew up, but I just don’t know how much longer I can keep paying for it.” It was extremely out of her budget. If it wasn’t for Vivian she honestly couldn’t pay for it. She didn’t want to sell it, it’s her childhood home. She loved the river view, and the fact that it was secluded, but still managed to be apart of town somehow. 

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[trixie-allan-blog]

“It’s terribly boring.” He said and shrugged. He was never too fond of being an adult and that’s often why he liked to act like a kid. He just never felt like he had gotten that much of a child hood. “Shut it. You were going to call me babe and it was going to be bloody amazing. You should just go ahead and do it.” He smirked at her and leaned over and placed his hand on her knee and squeezed it gently. “And you haven’t seen me drunk. Don’t get drunk tonight though. Just be with me tonight.” That was maybe a vulnerable thing to say, but he wanted to just spend it with her. “But I can handle that. I usually get drunk after anyway.

[deschanel-nighy]

“It is, but it’s just how life works.” She said, sounding defeated. There was no actual way to turn back time, and you couldn’t live off your parents forever even if it wasn’t frowned upon by society. She tried her best to hide her smile, but it was nearly impossible not too. “It was an accident.I meant to call you by your name but-you know what, it doesn't even matter. You shut it.” She mocked his accent in the last sentence. “Oh I have.” She laughed, thinking back to Blair’s party. “You seem quite fond of putting on the spot, and being a man-baby.” She laughed, bit her lower lip when he squeezed her thigh. “I didn’t plan to get to drunk tonight, just a nice buzz. That’s all. Well since, I’m sober. I could use an opinion. Well more like advice. Think you can manage it?”

[trixie-allan-blog]

“Adults fucking suck.” He looked over at her and raised his eyebrows. “Were you about to call me babe? You were about to fucking call me babe.” He laughed and leaned over to kiss her gently.  “You can call me whatever you like.” He laughed. He watched her as she poured the glasses and nodded. “Shut up. That wouldn’t happen though. You’re fucking here with me and they aren’t. I think that speaks to me to some degree. “ He drank some of the wine. It felt like he was constantly trying to win her over. He was, but he just wished it’s go a little faster sometimes. “You should come.”

[deschanel-nighy]

“Being an adult fucking sucks.” She sighed, sometimes, she wished she was just a kid hiking with her parents. She grew up to fast, and way too quickly. But she knew that was no ones fault. She blushed slightly, and laughed, “no, no. You act like a baby, but I wasn’t going to call you that.” She shook her head, and refused to admit it. “That’s true.” She smiled, and returned his kiss. “You obviously haven’t seen my drunk, Alex. I am a mess, a flirtatious mess. Anywhere where there is liquor, I will drink. But yes, fine, I’ll go to one of your gigs. Just expect me to drink, and probably get tipsy.” 

[trixie-allan-blog]

“I’m fucking good with kids. I’m not a total fucking piece of shit. I know I seem like it, but I’m not.” He laughed. “Gigs are great. We’re just still working out the kinks is all. There are no fucking groupies. Not yet anyway.” He laughed. He placed an order for steak and baked potato and handed over the menu. “We have one next friday. You can come then if you want. You can just come to the venue with me.” He shrugged. He was just not sure if it would be her type of thing, especially because the band wasn’t quite great yet. They were still working everything out.

[deschanel-nighy]

“I believe you, I do.” She spoke with a laugh. “I mean you’d have to be, considering that you’re not so good with adults.” She laughed, and smiled at him. “Makes sense, I suppose. I liked how you sung, so I think you’re good, bab-Alex.” She caught herself and quickly looked down to drink some water. Once they brought the wine, she poured some in their glasses. “I’d love to go, but seeing groupies flaunt you, would probably drive me up the wall.” Sh said with a smile. “But I’ll for sure, think about it.” 

[trixie-allan-blog]

“I know, but I guess I wanted to.” He was maybe being a little bashful about it. He hadn’t done anything like this, but he had legitimate feelings for her. It was weird to him. “I’m giving guitar lessons. I’m not such a shit head with kids. They’re pretty bloody innocent so why the fuck not? I’ve got a band together and we’ve been playing a few gigs.” He smiled back at her. “I like red.” He said and continued looking through the menu. A waitress came over and Alex looked over the menu again before placing an order for a red wine for them.

[deschanel-nighy]

“Well, thank you.” She looked at him for a moment, before her lips curved into a soft smile. Deschanel liked him, she knew that a while ago. She just would never admit it due to her pride. She lifted her eyebrows in surprise. “Oh wow, now I never would have guessed that either. So you like children?” She liked children, a lot more than she ever intended too. They were so simple, and sweet, and easier to get along with than most adults. Which why she loved teaching the archery class to the younger ages. She knew she wanted children, eventually. “How are the gigs going? ow come you haven’t invited me to any? Are the groupies enough for you?” She arched an eyebrow, and chuckled. Deshcanel glanced up, “I’ll just have the steak, well done please. Mashed potatoes, and a side beef soup.” She smiled at the waitress.

[trixie-allan-blog]

“It’s a fairly fucking fancy place. Up scale I reckon. Vince said they’ve got steaks and lobster and all that stuff that’s real expensive and shit. I got paid. I want to fucking treat you to something nice. You’re not just a fuck to me.” He said and held the door open for her and followed her into the restaurant. He had a reservation and they were seated almost immediately. The place was darker and the tables had small candles on the table and everything. It was nice and nicer than any place he had ever been to. He sat down and they were handed menus. “Want some wine or whatever?”

[deschanel-nighy]

She walked inside, and it was fancy. She’d been to fancier, but there was  no point in voicing it. She really did think it was cute that he was trying to treat her to what she was accustom too. Although, if she was honest she did love the simpler things in life, after all, she was more prone to weapons than dresses. She smiled, which was followed by a chuckle, “I know. Thank you, really. You didn’t have to go so big, but I do like it.” She flashed him a sincere smile. “Where are you working now anyways? I never got the chance to ask you.” She questioned. She nodded her head, “yeah. You prefer white or red? I’m fine with either.” She looked over the menu.

[trixie-allan-blog]

“I fucking tried.” He laughed and nodded. “I’m trying. I fucking seriously am. Not even fucking with you.” He was trying. He needed to try harder with her. He wanted her. “I told you. I’m a fucking gentleman when I want to me.” He laughed and nodded. “I’ll do my best not to.” He said and got in on the other side of the car and headed off to the restaurant. Luckily, with his check he could afford a more expensive meal even though he had been saving. He could do it this one time. He’d try it some other time, but this would be it right now. He pulled into the parking lot of the place some time later. It felt only a little awkward for him because it was an actual date. He opened the door for her once more. “Ever been here?”

[deschanel-nighy]

“I know.” She said to him, and looked at him while he drove. “I take it into account.” She smiled at him. “Yeah, and it’s a nice change.” She added. It was nice to see acting at a gentlemen, of course she knew it wouldn’t last. She knew Alex quite a bit in the few months that they had been living together, but he was trying and that was enough for her to consider even dating him officially. She got out and slipped on her coat, and shook her head. “Can’t say I have? What kind of food is it?” She thanked him again for opening the door. 

[trixie-allan-blog]

Alex looked her up and down and shook his head. “Fuck no. You look fucking fit.” He said and pressed his lips to hers again. It wasn’t like he was dressed down. He had a button up with a tie and some black jeans. He only had his leather jacket, but it looked fine for this. He took her hand and led her out. “I actually planned you a fucking nice dinner. I asked your bloody cousin where to go.” He laughed and walked to the other side of the car, even opening up the door for her. “I’m a bloody gentleman sometimes. You better fucking enjoy it.” He leaned in. “I won’t be so gentlemanly when we’re done.”

[deschanel-nighy]

Deschanel chuckled at the compliment, that was one she hadn’t heard before. “Thank you. You don’t look half-bad yourself.” She said, and looked at him at his spoke, a soft smile on her lips. “That’s so sweet and tender of you.” She said with a laugh. “Who knew?” She walked out to the car with himself, at least for tonight, she would be able to forget about Victoria and every that entitled her. She knew he was making smile more than usual, but she couldn’t help it. “Wow, look at that. Even opening car doors. Thank you.” She said, slipping inside and buckling up. She smiled, and kissed him, “just don’t rip my dress.” She whispered against his lips and pulled away, smiling at him for a moment. 

[trixie-allan-blog]

Alex had just gotten paid from his new job and he figured he’d use it to take Deschanel to a nicer dinner. Maybe not sometimes too fancy, but something good? He didn’t know. He had asked Vince for suggestions that wouldn’t be too expensive or anything. But it was a date and it was a date he hoped she would like. He didn’t have clothes that were too nice or anything, but He looked decent enough to make it work. He made his way down the hall and opened up her bedroom door. “Let’s get going. I’m taking you to dinner, love.” He said and walked over to her and kissed her gently.

[deschanel-nighy]

Deschanel had no idea what she had in actual mind, but he used as an excuse to get completely dolled up. She never got the chance to let her her hair down or do her makeup. It was mostly all work clothes, and she couldn’t get dressed up for working with weapons. She turned off her curler, and walked to her closet, it was filled with dresses, tons and tons, why? She had no idea why she did, but she was secretly a compulsive shopper. She finished zipping up her black dress, and returned his kiss. “How’s this?” She gave a once-over, and chuckled. “Too much?”

[spacelusts]