aaron

aaron hove. 24. i've made some bad choices but i'll make up for them somehow they'll never know what hit them

[actuallyfrancesca]

one of those nights; fraaron

[itsaaronactually-blog]

Though it isn’t anything major, the way the other wasn’t tearing her down already for the amount of emotions she was letting show was enough to settle her nerves somewhat as she continued to lead Aaron down the path to where she had set up their date.

“See, not everyone else would be so chill with their first date being a total surprise, so thank you for believing in me, in this, in us.” Her words are as soft as Aaron’s had been as the set up came into view. “It’s just down here.”

Aaron keeps their fingers linked as he’s led towards the date Frank had set up, trying to show that he trusted her enough, that he wouldn’t leave if it didn’t go the way it was hoped. 

“Inside, honestly, I’m not that chill, but I think you know what you’re doing, so I know it’ll be great, because it’s coming from you. You got this, babe.” His words are reassuring as he takes a deep breath, ready to see the surprise Frank had laid out.

[itsaaronactually-blog]

“Awww, was that your first gay kiss? You obviously never had fun in college”

“I had plenty of fun in college, I’m just not gay, so I had a different kinda fun..”

[itsaaronactually-blog]

“Like I give a fuck, I don’t see your name on it”

“Maybe, but I totally used that as my first sentence here, so you’re clearly trying to follow the crowd, you little sheep. Maybe I should call you Dolly.”

[itsaaronactually-blog]

“Of course I would fucking feel something, I’m not an emotionless robot! But it wouldn’t be affectionate, not in the slightest because you’re right, she fucked me up completely.” Max says, losing some of her fire slightly at the confession before shaking her head at the miscommunication. “I wasn’t insulting your ex, dumbass, i was insulting mine.” She tells him with an eye roll before releasing a bitter laugh. 

“I’m the one projecting my issues onto you? Really? You literally just threw all your issues at me and then dragged up mine. Stop using me as a way to shift the blame off yourself ‘cause i’m not gonna take the fall for something that’s entirely your fault.” She spits, unable to stop herself from continuing to twist the knife in the other’s heart. “This has got nothing to do with me, i’m not the reason your girl left, you are, so maybe you should man the fuck up and accept that instead of taking out your self hatred on me.”

“Look, I honestly don’t give a fuck about your ex and whatever baggage you now have, hell, I barely give a fuck about you, but if you ever make a shitty comment about my Rey again, I will not stop myself.” The nickname for Reyna slipped from his lips accidentally, the anger, the hatred in his veins for the woman in front of him destroying any filter he had built up. 

“You can say its all my fault, or that its all your exes fault, but honey, it takes two to make or break a relationship, so clearly you weren’t as great as you thought. Let’s hope you don’t fuck this relationship up too huh?” His words drip venom as he spits them at the other, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.

[actuallyfrancesca]

one of those nights; fraaron

[itsaaronactually-blog]

I trust you.

The words circled around her head a few times before truly sinking in, and as they did so, she could almost feel some of the worry melt off her shoulders, relaxation making it’s way through her skin as she led Aaron away from the building.

Part of her did regret the idea she had in mind, doubting her choice, but at the same time, she wanted to show that there was a slightly more romantic side to her, a more open one. “I know it’s a bit silly of me, but I just really love this whole thing, so please don’t hate it.” The words come quietly as she runs a hand through her hair, a heavy sigh falling from her lips.

He can hear the doubt in Frank’s voice as she begins explaining her idea, and Aaron speeds up his step, keeping pace with the other instead of trailing behind. His hand finds Frank’s easily, holding it, squeezing it gently, supporting her. 

“It’s not gonna be silly if it means something to you, I can’t wait to see what you have planned for me...” His voice is uncharacteristically quiet, soft, his actions gentle, keeping the atmosphere calm, not wanting to work the other up, knowing how worried she was.

[itsaaronactually-blog]

“Potential forever person who means absolutely nothing to me now. I’m nothing like you. I’ve accepted that i wasn’t enough, that i wasn’t fucking good enough, for her, i’ve made peace with the fact that my heart got ripped to shreds and i’ve moved on. Unlike you, my attention is fully on my actual girlfriend, not the whore that i left behind, the girl that hurt me. Wake the fuck up. If this girl hurt you as bad as you say she did, get the fuck over her and focus on the amazing girl you’ve no doubt got right in front of you, before you do exactly what your ex did to your current girlfriend.”

“So you’re telling me that if this girl walked back into your life you wouldn’t feel anything at all? You’re telling me that she didn’t shape you into what you are now? Don’t pretend it didn’t fuck you up completely, because I don’t believe it for one goddamn second.” His words came loud and fast as his heartbeat continued to rise, thundering in his ears, his attitude only worsening as he heard the half hidden insult thrown at Reyna. “Don’t you throw thinly veiled comments about her! She wasn’t -- isn’t a whore, you asshole, she’s -- she was the love of my goddamn life! Stop projecting your issues onto me.”

[itsaaronactually-blog]

“I’m not acting high and mighty! And yes i’m judging you, but not ‘cause you miss your ex, newsflash, you’re not the only person on the fucking planet to have loved and lost their potential ‘forever’ person, I’m judging you because what you’re doing is beyond fucked up. You’re just gonna let this girl you’re with, a girl that’s potentially flown across the goddamn country to be with you, think she stands a chance when your heart still belongs to your ex and that’s fucking disgusting. That’s why i’m judging you. You may be hurting now, but i can’t imagine the pain your girlfriend is gonna feel when she finds out you won’t ever love her back.”

“Yeah, I’m still a bit hung up on my ex, that tends to happen when she doesn’t even say goodbye, just leaving in the dead of night, the last thing you hear is love you babe. So excuse me for still hurting over that, but don’t you come in her pretending you’re better than me, you say you lost your forever person? How will your new girl feel when she finds that out, huh? You think she’ll be fine with that? You’re no better than I am.”

[itsaaronactually-blog]

“Well that was new...”

[actuallyfrancesca]

one of those nights; fraaron

[itsaaronactually-blog]

She could tell that her disgust hadn’t been well hidden, but she was grateful it wasn’t bought back up, knowing that she would snap at him if he questioned it, instead focussing on the excitement in the pit of her stomach for the rest of the night.

“It’s a secret. I’m not gonna tell you, because it has to be perfect, and I don’t wanna put you off when I tell you where we’re going.” Her words are blunt as she starts walking, but they hold a hint of the panic she felt about her plans, that everything would go wrong.

Aaron wasn’t entirely sure whether he trusted the judgement of the other yet, the fact that he wasn’t being told where they were headed was a worrying one, considering how he liked to be aware of all aspects of dates and whatnot. 

I don’t wanna put you off when I tell you.

The simple sentence only worsened his fears, and he had to put the effort in not to show it outwardly, instead deciding to wait and find out, giving Francesca the benefit of the doubt, putting his trust in her and her plans. “I’m sure it’ll be great.” He manages to keep his voice steady, following the other as she began to walk off without him, taking a deep breath as he did so. “I trust you.”

[ashotforthepain]

“You. Yes you, wanna makeout?”

[itsaaronactually-blog]

“Let’s fucking do it.”

[itsaaronactually-blog]

“Oh please, its not to make you sound like a better person, its to piss you off and boost my ego. And ‘they’ are cry baby fuckboys like yourself.”

“Don’t bother trying to boost your ego, kid, there’s no point. And I’m not a crybaby. Fuckboy maybe, but I’m no crybaby.”

[itsaaronactually-blog]

“Yeah, no thanks. I’d rather not get repeatedly impaled by the thing between your legs, doesn’t sound satisfying at all. And dude is that really the attitude you should be having when you’re gonna meet your current girlfriend? I feel sorry for the girl if you’re going into this relationship still pining for your ex.”

“Hey, you don’t get to judge me for being hung up on Re -- on her, you have no idea how things were between us, you don’t understand anything. So don’t try and act so high and mighty.”

[thereyningqueen]

hearts on sleeves; reynaaron

[itsaaronactually-blog]

Years of knowing the other, knowing his habits and his reactions were a help in times like this. She could see the anger, the pain, and the hint of sadness, though it was nothing the size of his tone and the laugh that fell from her lips was loud, uncontrollable and slightly over dramatic.

“Selfish? Really? You’re calling me selfish? That’s fucking hilarious, Aaron. The fact you feel that you deserve to meet my daughter, that you need to meet her? That’s selfish. Making me feel as though I had to leave because you weren’t ready? That’s selfish. You don’t get anything from me or from her. Got it?”

The laugh that spilled from Reyna’s lips hit him hard, only making him feel guiltier for the choices he had made before, making him want her more, even though it wouldn’t work between them. 

The angry words thrown in his direction were enough to push him over the edge, causing him to step forward, his eyes flicking towards Reyna’s lips quickly as he moved, his brain trying to figure out a way to get her to forgive him. “Babe, please... I said I was sorry...” The name slipped out quietly, his voice barely a whisper as he managed to be almost chest to chest with the blonde. “Let me see her.”

[callistawolf]

Caity Lotz and Brandon Routh in 400 Days [x]

[actuallyfrancesca]

one of those nights; fraaron

[itsaaronactually-blog]

A smile formed on her lips as she watched Aaron react to how she was dressed, a point she would make sure to bring up with Dylan when she got the chance to call him again.

She reached out for the flowers slowly, pulling them up to her face in a way that was incredibly cliche, breathing in the scent they gave off, ignoring the part of her that wanted to bin them as soon as possible.

“I do look amazing, but you don’t look half bad yourself, babe, you clean up good…” Her words are teasing as she turns, placing the bouquet on the desk by the door of her room. “Shall we go?” The question is tentative, showing the weakness she tried to hide, showing the fear she felt.

He watched the smile grow on Frank’s face, and a smile formed on his own lips, the sight of the other relaxing him, the atmosphere around the pair of them already charged.

As the other took the flowers, for a fleeting moment, there was an expression akin to disgust flitted across her face, the smile dropping for mere seconds as the flowers were placed on a table.

Though it was almost off putting, Aaron managed to keep himself from reacting to the vain comment the other made, not wanting to mess up the night before it had even begun. “So where are we going, exactly?”

[thereyningqueen]

hearts on sleeves; reynaaron

[itsaaronactually-blog]

Reyna watched closely as the other averted his gaze, another wave of guilt washing over her. She was lying, of course, there were parts of Thalia that hadn’t come from her genes, the natural freckles that dusted her cheeks, the shape of her nose, but Aaron didn’t need to know about those points. “No, the only thing she seems to get from you is her attitude, but that could be more to do with her age. She’s nothing like you Aaron, so you need to back off before I make you.”

The way Reyna refused to share the information about their child was enough to get his blood boiling, he deserved to know, didn’t he? “I’m not gonna back off Reyna, I need to meet her, or see her face or something, why are you being so selfish.” As an after thought, he added an exaggerated tone of sadness to his final sentence, hoping it would be enough to convince the other to share more.

[actuallyfrancesca]

one of those nights; fraaron

Her voice is loud as she continued towards the bedroom, her laptop open on the desk, Dylan’s face filling the screen as she kept parading different outfits in front of the camera, trying to look as good as possible. 

Exiting the bedroom once more she spoke quieter, a small smile on her face as she watched her friends eyes widen. “How’s this?” She asked carefully, though part of her already knows the answer. 

Dylan’s reply is cut off as someone knocks on the door, a small scream falling from her lips as she runs back to the bedroom, needing to finish getting prepared fro her evening. “I’ll be out in a minute!”

[itsaaronactually-blog]

Though it went against most of the things he believed in, relationship wise, Aaron had been pleasantly surprised by the text that had come through from Francesca, telling him they were going on a date that night, part of him thought it was cute how she wanted to take the first step.

When he’d knocked on her door, a scream had sounded, surprising him, making him jump, a petal falling from the flowers he carried in his hand, his eyes watching as it drifted down to the ground.

The sound of heels approaching the door had his eyes moving up once more waiting in anticipation to see his girlfriend, his heart beating fast in his chest as nerves settled in his stomach. 

As the door was pulled open, his eyes widened in a way that was almost comical, his mouth going dry as he took in how Francesca looked. Clearing his throat, he passed the flowers over almost robotically, clearing his throat. “You look amazing.”