beautiful destruction

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location: tezel family home

@eliteswords​​

“baba! i swear i haven’t gotten anymore tattoos!” she protested, rolling her eyes as he continued to gesture at the sketch pad on the coffee table. she had left it open and that was an obvious mistake. he had noticed a half finished sketch that she had been working on for the past few weeks. it was a design for a new piece that she was going to be getting done. however he had decided that meant that she had to have gotten more. he had never liked them but that hadn’t stopped her,” i’m just thinking about getting one! oh my god!” the front door opened and in an instant she felt relief at the sight of her baby sister,” lu! oh i love you! tell baba he’s crazy before he makes me lose my mind!” he didn’t need to know that she had gotten a new tattoo because she didn’t want to listen to that lecture. all that she wanted was to come over for a family dinner and instead she was listening to him freak out. 

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Eli didn’t know an answer that wouldn’t incriminate him or his undoubtedly annoying feelings that he still had for her so he merely kept quiet, showing her a shrug, though it was only a quick one since he felt his shoulders stiffen at the idea of her at Mayhem. He had seen her there before, of course, since he went there a few times, but he didn’t enjoy seeing her giving lap dances to other men, no matter how many times he told himself it shouldn’t bother him as much. “Why would I do that, when I can just ask you to give me a private dance? Just like old times? I wouldn’t mind seeing you on my lap again,” Eli cockily said, an eyebrow raising as he looked at her with a mischievous expression. “Who?” He asked, his voice growing lower as his expression darkened. Who in their right fucking mind would dare to sleep around with his ex, when Eli had made it perfectly clear that she was off limits? He followed her inside the apartment before thinking too much about it, trying not to think about how they were all alone here. “Not much has changed, huh?” Eli teased her as he took in the mess. He knew there was an order to it, though, that probably only she understood so he kept his hands to himself as he plopped himself down on the couch. “You got something to drink?”

it was impossible to miss how he didn’t seem to want to give her an answer. all he did was shrug and she was relieved he didn’t actually say anything. otherwise it would mean opening a whole can of worms. it was hard to miss how his reaction to the mention of her work. she had seen him at mayhem once or twice. though he never neared her when he was there. in an instant she rolled her eyes,” see the difference between old times and now is you were dating me and that is one of the benefits.” she already knew that she should have not mentioned her hook up with one of the devils. her eyes narrowed a bit and she shrugged,” let it go eli.” it was a shock that he had followed her into the apartment. it was a mess but it was her chaotic mess that had a system to it. she went to kick off her shoes and shrugged,” not really,” she admitted, noticing how he made himself comfortable,” unless you count the new couch?” she made a beeline for the fridge and went to pull out two bottles of beer. she went back into the living room and held one out to him,” here,” she paused,” don’t you have to go running back to the clubhouse? won’t it fall apart if you aren’t there?” 

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“Thank you,” he said, shooting her a grateful smile that felt like hell to form on his lips, since he didn’t really feel like smiling as of the moment. Still, he was grateful for all that Lena was doing for him and the prospect, despite the fact that he knew he hadn’t really been the best when it comes to treating her right lately – or at all, if he really thought about it. “I know how to get my own coffee, Len,” Cliff said, some of that playfulness creeping back as he showed her a more genuine smile, before pouring himself a cup. “So,” he started to say as the two of them sat down at a vacant table, all the words left unsaid causing an air of tension that felt like it could be physically felt by both of them. “How have you been? Since– well, you know?” He tried not to wince as he remembered that night.

“you’re welcome,” she told him, knowing it was probably a struggle for him to even try to smile. she knew that his mind had to be racing after everything that had happened. she understood how the devil’s operated and she wouldn’t be surprised if eli showed up. she was shaking her head at him,” i’m being nice,” she protested, watching as he poured himself a cup. she went to add sugar and creamer to her own. only to follow him over to one of the many empty tables. she lowered herself into the seat and took a few small sips,” so,” she repeated, wondering what he would say. they hadn’t exactly talked since the big blowout. she shrugged since she wasn’t entirely sure what to tell him,” well, busy,” she admitted,” mostly with work and trying to figure out how to apologize for my, um, craziness.” though she didn’t regret getting out everything that she had but she did regret how she had stormed over and yelled at him. 

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Riz had wondered, of course, but he hadn’t wanted to push her for answers, just to sate his own curiosity. It made him happy to know, though, that she was at least comfortable around him now to give him the truth as to why what happened between them had happened. “I’m sorry for your loss,” Riz gently said. “You religious? Because my mom definitely is, and there’s this saying that they say when someone passes. Something along the lines of… ‘May the soul of’ – Wait, what was his name?” Riz suddenly asked. “It might not… give a lot of comfort but I always considered it as something like it’s the thought that counts,” he added, with a small smile. “I always thought of cupcakes as mini cakes anyway so I’m still going to consider that a win,” Riz replied, his smile growing. “What about me? Try your luck and try to guess which kind you think is my favorite.”

genesis knew that she should have explained herself sooner. at the same time she never knew if it would be too much information. she hadn’t tried to even come up with an excuse during the first hook up they had. a sigh came from her and she bit down on her lip,” thank you,” she breathed,” and not exactly religious but um, it’s comforting and his name was luca.” it was a relief that he wasn’t fumbling over his words or trying to find an excuse to get away from her. an amused look appeared on her face,” it’s still a win,” she agreed, shrugging and she took a good look at him,” i’m thinking chocolate is your favorite.” she had no idea if she was correct but she was fine with not being right. she took a few sips of her drink,” or does your favorite change daily because of your work?” 

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“You? Not being attractive? I highly doubt that’s possible,” Lottie replied, showing him a playful smile. It wasn’t lost on her that she was so comfortable around him, despite the fact that she just kept telling herself not to get her hopes up, that they were just sleeping together and that was it, but she found herself beaming at him once she saw him take off his shirt, unashamedly checking him out. A part of her just wanted to mark him completely, label him as hers so everyone else would learn to stay away, but she kept quiet, only smiling as she felt him join her in the bed. “Mm-hmm. You’re a really good kisser,” Lottie murmured, a hand moving up to play with his hair as she let her tongue slip past his lips. She wouldn’t admit it, but nights where they could just talk then fuck then talk some more then sleep, holding each other, were her favorite nights since she first arrived to Charming. “Are you sure I can’t convince you to do sexy times?” She playfully asked, as she slowly moved so that she was straddling him. “Pleaaaase?” Lottie breathed against him as she moved her lips to nibble on his ear. 

“i think you are kind of crazy,” he told her with a chuckle. abraham had started to realize just how comfortable lottie seemed to be with him. it was unexpected given most people were rather intimidated when it came down to his looks. he knew that he was playing a dangerous game every single time he slept with her. it didn’t exactly feel casual anymore and that was not something that he wanted to think about. he was shaking his head when he noticed the look in her eyes,” you know you aren’t the first person to tell me that.” he honestly had no idea how he had managed to get himself in the situation with her that he was. when he found himself enjoying her company outside of the bedroom as well as inside it. he nearly groaned as her tongue ventured into his mouth. his tongue tangled with her own and he chuckled when she broke the kiss. he was shaking his head at her, allowing himself to lay flat on his back,” i’d rather not risk you puking all over me.” his hands slid along her sides as she nibbled at his ear. his hand reached to cup her face,” lottie,” he breathed,” i promise i will fuck you into next week when you aren’t drunk.” 

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Samantha merely kept quiet, taking in all of Rafael’s words as she looked up at him with a gentle expression. “One step at a time,” she said, repeating his words as her hands moved to cup his face. She took in how he looked with his eyes closed, that vulnerability that came from the man she loved, the man she saw a future with and she felt like her heart was about to explode out of her chest. There wasn’t a chance in this world she had ever loved someone the way she loved Raf, and now she has absolutely no plans to. “You better not,” she said, in a faux threatening tone before softening. “I love you,” Sam murmured, leaning in to press a quick kiss on his lips before showing him a smirk as she moved her lips down his chin, to his jaw before peppering his neck with playful kisses. Sam gently moved herself off him before slowly kneeling in front of him, her eyebrows raised. “Can I?” She asked, a smile on her lips as she looked up at him. 

it had taken what felt like ages since rafael had felt he could be so open. he hadn’t been sure he was capable of it after everything. if it wasn’t samantha than he doubted that it would happen. he rarely let his emotions show. at the same time he knew that she needed it from him in order for their relationship to work. he let out a chuckle and he was shaking his head a bit,” uh huh.” she was pulling him into a kiss. he was allowing himself to relax, feeling her kisses trail down his chin, jaw. already he had the feeling he knew what was on her mind. she was sliding down and he sat up a bit. only because she was moving down onto her knees in front of him. he reached to brush his hand along the side of her face,” you can,” he breathed,” if you want.” he still felt a bit nervous given the fact that things had been so messed up. at least they had been when it came to him and what he had done. 

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It felt like Sam came home right there as she settled herself on his lap, her arms wrapping themselves around his neck as she nuzzled his ear. This was her place. “I just… I sometimes wonder if the next fight will be… it, you know? I sometimes get into my head wondering if I say something or do something that you think is too much and then you realize that it shouldn’t be worth all the trouble. That I wouldn’t be worth all the trouble, you know?” Sam admitted before showing him a small smile. “You’re not a bastard. You act like one sometimes, sure–” She paused to show him she was joking with a laugh. “But you’re not one. I just… Fuck, Raf, I don’t usually do this, you know? I don’t just… put myself out there like this, lay my heart out on the line and all that stuff because it’s fucking terrifying, that possibility of getting hurt but… I’m all in too and it’s… it’s such a fucking relief to hear you say that. I honestly just… I literally don’t want anybody else in this world. Just you. I want… I want it all. Marriage. Kids. Growing old together, but only with you,” she murmured before pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. “Look at us, huh? A couple of saps. I can’t believe you got me all gushy like this.”

rafael knew that he didn’t open up to many people or just in general. yet samantha was one of the few that he let see past the walls he had built up over the many years. he sighed since he knew that she had a right to feel the way that she did,” i know,” he said slowly,” believe me samantha, if i didn’t think you were worth all the trouble than we would not be where we are.” he would have avoided her upon his release and for a while he had. yet they always seemed to find their way back to each other. he was chuckling, pressing a kiss to the side of her forehead,” we both don’t do this,” he admitted,” and we both are scared, we both don’t know what the hell we are doing, we are picking up a relationship that we started ten years ago when we were both different people.” he allowed his hand to slide underneath the fabric of her top and let himself take a deep breath,” i want it all with you too, the whole dream but one step at a time.” he chuckled and shrugged,” we get to be gushy once in a while,” he told her,” but i promise i won’t tell anyone.” his tone was teasing as he let himself relax back in the chair and let his eyes close for a moment. 

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“Yeah. Yeah, I know. You don’t have to, though,” he murmured, his expression softening, because the last thing Cliff actually wanted was to make Lena worry even more – which was probably rich coming from him. It was the reason why he never seemed to get into some long-lasting relationships in the first place, since he always did something that would end up making someone else worried sooner or later. “You can check it out later, maybe? When we’ve sat down?” Cliff said before shaking his head. “Nah, me and the rest of the MC is pretty much the only family that kid has,” he murmured, still feeling pretty angry at himself for how the entire night came to be. He knew it wasn’t necessarily his fault, but he still had some level of blame when it comes to his prospect getting hurt. “He’ll be fine, right? Like… in your professional opinion?” He asked quietly, just as the elevator doors opened and he strode out, not even sure why he was leading the way since she was the one who knew the place better. “You look great, by the way. I feel like I haven’t told you that yet today,” Cliff added, trying on a smile as he eyed her in her scrubs though it felt pretty alien on his lips right now. 

all lena did was shrug since she had always been someone who worried and cared. sometimes too much but it was just who she was. she was shrugging and shot him a small smile,” it’s part of who i am.” she had come to worry about cliff more recently because of whatever it was going on between them. it was a relief that he was willing to let her look at him,” that’s something.” she couldn’t help but think about how hard it must be on the prospect. let alone cliff who was responsible for him,” i’ll keep an eye on him when he’s in recovery.” she felt like he needed to know that his prospect would be looked after. her head tilted a bit at his question, watching him as he stepped out and she followed,” he suffered some major injuries,” she admitted,” but he’s young which means there’s a very good chance that he’ll recover.” she was going to pull him in the direction of the cafeteria since he didn’t know where she was going. she was making a beeline for the coffee and she glanced down at herself,” thank you,” she told him,” you didn’t get to see me earlier when i was covered in puke.” she was hoping to distract him if it was possible,” can i get you anything?” 

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“People who say they never struggle when it comes to having kids are liars,” Riz said with a chuckle. “I wouldn’t say no to that,” he said, showing her a soft smile. “About that… how are you? I hope it’s okay that I ask you that, since it’s… I know it’s personal, and I know we don’t really talk but… you can, you know? If you want to, that is. You don’t have to, but just… just know that the offer for me to listen to literally anything is always on the table,” Riz murmured, hoping she could see how genuine he was being, and it’s not because he’s looking to get into her pants. “Yeah, just a beer, thanks,” he said to the bartender before taking a deep breath as he looked around. “Chance of scenery from… Hoopers?” Riz jokingly asked. “Okay, random question but are you more of a cupcake, cookies, brownies or a cake kinda girl? Let me guess… cupcake? I’m trying out this thing where I try to guess what my customers want before they order. Am I very far off? I think I am.”

a laugh came from her and she was nodding,” i sort of had that figured out.”  she was relieved that the conversation wasn’t awkward. most days genesis felt like she didn’t know how to actually have conversations with anyone. her teeth sunk into her lip when he asked how she was. it was a question that she never knew how to answer. she inhaled sharply as she glanced down at her hands,” i’m doing better,” she said slowly,” i, um, i feel like i should tell you this because well, what happened with us.” she forced herself to glance back over at him, feeling somewhat nervous,” i lost someone, my, um, my boyfriend? it was so many months ago and you are the first-well-first person i did anything with and that’s why the insane emotions.” she went to take a swig of her drink and laughed a little,” you’d be right, i’m friends with the owner.” his question made her smile and she shrugged,” you’re not very far off but i do prefer a slice of cake over cupcakes or anything else you just mentioned.” 

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“You know it does,” Eli muttered. The two of them had their differences, sure, more so now than ever since they found themselves in opposing groups, but there was that comfort he got from knowing they were both alive, relatively well and still living in the same place. He’d never actually admit it out loud, but he definitely had been keeping tabs on her throughout the years, even when they were no longer together. He couldn’t help but snort at her words. “Now, I wish I would have just let you stay in there then because I would pay to see how you would have charmed your way out of there,” he smirked before his mood darkening. Though they were no longer together, he expected his fellow Devils to know what it meant to cross a line – and sleeping with his ex was definitely one of them. “Oh yeah? Any Devil you got your eye on lately?” Eli asked with an eyebrow raised. “The fuck happened to your car anyway? You could have just called me,” he murmured before shaking his head as he felt her arms around him. “Safety first,” Eli smirked, grabbing the nearest helmet and handing it back to her. The drive didn’t take that long, really, but a part of him wished it was longer, knowing how relaxed he was when it was just him, his bike on the road, and the cool night air. “So you gonna invite me in or what? It’s only good manners,” Eli teased her as soon as he turned off his bike’s engine in front of her place. 

“how would i know that?” she asked, knowing she was going to regret asking most likely. part of her always wondered about eli. it wasn’t hard to keep track of him considering his position in the MC. some part of her always was going to care about him even if she wished she didn’t. she was rolling her eyes at his words,” just come to mayhem, see how i charm the men there.” it wasn’t hard to miss the way his expression changed. a slight smirk appeared on her face since she knew that she still had the power to get under his skin,” not lately but i did have some fun with one a few weeks back.” there was no way in hell she was going to name names because she wasn’t that stupid. she shrugged and made a slight face but reached to take the helmet from him,” it wouldn’t start and i thought you would be busy.” the drive to her place wasn’t that long and soon they were pulling up in front of her building. she was going to climb off once he parked and reached to unfasten the helmet only to hold it out to him,” maybe i have bad manners,” she paused,” my place is a mess, i have a half finished painting and shit everywhere but if that doesn’t bother you, come in and make yourself at home?” she didn’t wait for his response and instead headed up to her unit. she went to unlock the door and left it open as she turned on the lights. 

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“You kidding me? Shave that beard off, slap on a smile and you’ll look like the perfect Latino Prince Charming,” Lottie slurred, though the thought of him without a beard was enough to bring her back to giggling non-stop. “But… but I want sexy times,” she practically whined as she showed him a pout. She sat up slightly so she could take off her shirt in front of him – He’d seen much more before so it wasn’t like she should be shy – before taking off her bra and putting on the shirt. She then wiggled out of her skirt and took off her shoes before lying back down on the bed, closing her eyes momentarily as she patted the space beside her. “See? Prince Charming,” Lottie said, looking up at him with a soft smile, not used to the feeling of someone looking out for her like this. “Can we at least make out? A little bit?” She asked, with a small giggle. “I still really wanna kiss you.”

an amused chuckle escaped from him at her slurred words,” i promise you wouldn’t find me attractive if i shaved off the beard, i look ten years younger.” he knew that she was going to probably regret a lot of what was going on the next day. it was also likely she was going to be fighting an incredible hangover. he was shaking his head as she began to strip. he didn’t bat an eye when she shed her bra and went to pull on the shirt he held out. he was going to slide off his boots and pulled his own shirt up and off. all of his tattoos on display. his jeans went next before he was going to shut the light off. after that he was going to crawl onto the bed beside her,” make out like teenagers?” he rolled onto his side and went to pull her towards him,” we can do that.” his tone was teasing as he leaned in to press his lips firmly against her own. his arms reached to wrap around her. 

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Sam always just needed some time to get her emotions in check, because she knew that she could get very irrational when she was angry – but she wanted this thing she had with Rafael to work, more than she wanted anything in a long time. Plus, it was hard to stay mad at him when he looked damn cute, looking all sleepy. “No more drugs. I promise. Not even a joint,” Sam replied, nodding her head as she poured herself her own cup of coffee, smiling up at him after taking a sip. “So, relationship, huh? We’re… officially together now?” Sam asked him quietly, before putting the cup down, looking almost shy – which didn’t really happen often. “Look, I can’t promise there won’t be any more fights – I mean, you know me. We’ll probably have another fight tomorrow – but I told you I’m in this, Raf. Playing the long game here. I just… I need to know you feel the same.”

of course rafael knew that it wasn’t going to be easy. it had been ten years since they had been together. ten years since he had actually had to take someone else’s feelings into account. he just wanted to make sure that things worked out for them. he wanted samantha to be happy because she deserved it more than anyone. he was relieved that she was agreeing to no drugs,” thank you.” he went to take a few more sips of his coffee. his gaze went towards her face, noticing the expression she had on,” i thought we decided that already?” at least he had been under the impression that he was. he was chuckling a little and going to set his mug aside,” come here,” he motioned towards his lap,” i already know that we are going to fight because that’s just part of who we are but i fight with you because i care.” he wouldn’t have gotten so angry if he didn’t care,” i’m all in,” he promised,” samantha, i know i don’t express my emotions and i know i’m a right bastard but i fell in love with you ten years ago and those feelings didn’t just go away as much as i acted like they did.” 

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​“Yeah. Yeah, just me, flying solo tonight,” Riz said with a self-conscious laugh. “I know this might sound weird, but… sometimes, I just need my alone time, you know? Which– is probably weird since I went to a bar of all places and trust me, I love my son more than anything in the world, and as much as I love listening to him tell me about his day and watch cartoons with him and cook for him, but sometimes I just… wanna put my feet up and not have to deal with it all, you know? I don’t know, that… that probably doesn’t sound so good coming from an actual parent, but I just– I need a break,” Riz admitted with another laugh. “Just a small one, though,” he added. “I probably shouldn’t have laid all that out on you,” he sheepishly said, shaking his head. “So let me start over. So… you come here often?” Riz teasingly asked her.

genesis was honestly surprised that he was there or that he approached her. mostly because she assumed he’d avoid her given their past. a small laugh came from her as he basically rambled,” it’s not weird,” she reassured him,” i get needing alone time or just time away from being an actual adult and needing a strong drink or two.” she was laughing a little since she honestly couldn’t help herself,” it doesn’t sound great but at least you’re being honest? most people with kids always try to say it’s a blessing and that they don’t ever struggle.” she was shrugging since she wasn’t bothered by it,” considering i cried all over you, i think i owe you one.” she bit down on her lip and took a look around before looking back at him,” not that often actually but i wanted a change of scenery so here i am.” she took a swig of her drink and shot him a smile,” this place has it’s charm.” 

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“I’m fine, Len. Don’t worry about it,” Cliff muttered, before forcing himself to take a deep breath. It wasn’t Lena’s fault that he was stuck here, feeling the guilt of having his prospect injured while he was still there. They were outnumbered three to one, but still. The guilt was definitely there and it was hard for him to shake off. Instead, he forced himself to focus on the feeling of her hand in his, the gesture so small that it shouldn’t have meant so much but it did. “Pretty sure a guy tried to stab me but– I don’t think he hit that deep,” he murmured, gesturing towards his side where he knew he was bleeding but he had already checked it out himself, and it was more of a surface cut than anything else. “The whole thing was stupid, anyways. But I just gotta make sure the kid’s okay then we’ll both be outta here. You sure you don’t mind walking with me? Pretty sure that if I stayed there a minute longer, I’d go out of my mind.”

“i worry, i always worry,” said lena without thinking twice, it was just in her nature. that was probably why she had decided to become a nurse. she worried and she liked to help people whenever she could. she had been attempting to give cliff space considering the fight they had. she was just relieved that he wasn’t trying to pull away from her. her teeth gnawed on her lip when he admitted a guy tried to stab him,” still, it’d be great if you let me check it out for my peace of mind?” she was sighing as they walked down the hall and reached the elevator. she was going to press the button for the floor where the cafeteria was,” he’s going to be okay and he’s probably going to have an extended stay with us,” she told him, shrugging,” it’s either i walk with you or i fall asleep on a gurney in one of the hallways and that’s probably not the best option.” she shot him a slight smile in hopes of making him feel less tense,” did you need to call anyone?” 

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“You have a death wish?” Eli asked her, an eyebrow raised. “Did you have a plan for what would have happened if I wasn’t there? Because I highly doubt my people have that great self-control, especially when I know how trigger-happy they can be,” he muttered with a frown. “Oh of course it doesn’t. You just went into my clubhouse uninvited, unannounced, probably knowing I was in there,” Eli replied, a smirk forming on his lips. “Didn’t hear myself offering, but if it gets you out of here quicker then fine,” he said, finishing the last of his beer before placing it on the nearest table. “So, this wasn’t a ruse just to ride on my bike again?” Eli asked, letting out a chuckle before swallowing thickly, his entire demeanor turning more serious. “But I mean it, Az. Don’t do that kind of shit again. You made your choice. You’re a Wolf, and last time I checked, you can’t just waltz in there, alright? Unless you do have a death wish, and now I feel like I’m obligated to tell you there’s more to life than your problems, yeah? Now come on,” he said, gesturing towards his bike before hopping on. 

“would it matter?” she asked, unsure why she even was entertaining the conversation. azra knew that he had a very good point but she wouldn’t admit that. she merely sighed and tilted her head,” you know me, i can charm my way out of anything.” that was a talent that she used often especially when she was in trouble. she went to finish off her own beer and set the bottle on one of the nearby tables,” maybe i was hoping to find another devil and instead i found you.” she hadn’t been expecting him to go along with the idea of offering her a ride. her eye brows arched up and she rolled her eyes,” you got me, i am that desperate to be on the back of my ex’s bike that i fucked up my car.” of course she knew that things were never going to be simple for them. she was staring at him in disbelief at his words,” you made your own choice too president,” she stated,” and you lost the right to tell me what to do when you made that choice but i got it, i won’t come around unless invited.” she was tempted to tell him to fuck off but opted to just climb on his bike behind him. her arms slowly reaching to wrap around his middle,” just get me home.” 

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“I do have records, you know. I mean, I don’t… I haven’t checked to see if the record player is working yet since I bought it but I would just like it to be stated on the record that I do have records,” Lottie said, letting out a soft laugh, unsure why that was so funny to her. “Oh–” She gasped once she felt her feet leave the floor and she wrapped her arms around his neck before leaning in and pressing her lips against his neck in a series of soft kisses. “Look at you. Being all prince charming-ly. Sweeping me off my feet and whatnot,” Lottie said, letting out another giggle before letting out a small squeal once she saw her bed. “Oh, my bed! I missed this bed so much today,” she admitted before patting his cheek gently. “Can’t wait for you to fuck me in it,” Lottie added in a hushed tone. 

“you are so drunk,” he said with a chuckle, unable to hide his amusement. abraham knew that he was going to end up likely taking care of her. that was fine by him as far as he was concerned. he was shaking his head as she squealed, her arms wrapping around his neck. he made sure that he had a good grasp on her as he walked up the stairs,” last thing i am is prince charming.” his movement was careful as he went to set her down onto her bed. after that he was going over to her dresser in hopes of finding something resembling pajamas,” i don’t think tonight is gonna be the night for that,” he teased, opening the drawers,” if i’m going to fuck you, you are going to remember it.” he was turning towards the bed, holding what looked to be a well loved oversized t-shirt,” so lets just get you comfortable.” 

[destructiiism]

“Yeah, get your cute ass up and come to the kitchen when you’re ready,” Sam said, showing him a small smile before heading out of his bedroom to go prepare the coffee. As suspected, there wasn’t a lot of food in the cupboards, which was why her running to the bakery had been a pretty good – albeit a last minute – idea. She prepared the bread – had an assortment of Señorita bread, cheese rolls and Ensaymada – on a tray she had found and washed and smiled as she saw him walk into the kitchen. “Here you go,” Sam murmured, handing him a cup of coffee before letting out a heavy sigh. “Look, I’m… I’m sorry, Raf. I know I shouldn’t have, but I mean… I used sometimes, you know? Back in the day, usually just… here and there during parties. During the time you were… locked up, I only did coke once. Just once. Other than that, I just did weed sometimes, usually just when people offered or just… depends on who I was with, really. But when we… when we broke up, I just– I don’t know, I felt like… like that would… help me cope.”

“got it,” he mumbled, still tempted to just stay put. however he knew that they were going to need to get the talk out of the way. he remained sitting on the bed for a few minutes after she left the room to head towards the kitchen. of course since he wasn’t staying there it wasn’t like the kitchen was stocked. there was likely just coffee and possibly a six pack of beer. he was taking a breath before pushing himself upright. a yawn fell from him as he began to walk down the hall into the kitchen. he was reaching for the cup of coffee that she was holding out,” i know,” he paused,” i just can’t stand the idea of you putting that kind of poison into your system.” he was going to take a swig from it and cleared his throat,” i know i’m not the best at handling shit when it doesn’t go my way but how about we agree no more drugs? and i’ll do my best to not let my anger get to me the way that it does.” he knew that they both had things to work on but he was willing to put the effort forward,” can we just agree no more drugs? for the sake of this relationship?”