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trigger warnings : descriptions of murder, death, blood, brief mention of a panic attack
tl;dr : in which aidan is summoned back to black manor by his family, is issued an assignment to complete, and the aftermath that follows.
life after gallagher pinterest page .
Not to be dramatic but I would die for Jack Mulhern
austinpark:
“I think those same people will readily fight you,” Austin chuckles as he takes a quick sip of water. While he can agree that some members of the student body have gone quite wild, he thinks this is an excellent way to close out the year. But the sympathetic, concerned look is quick to reappear on his face while he moves to join Aidan. “This might be a stupid question, but are you alright? I saw someone didn’t pay attention to the watch the ribs advice,” he politely questions.
“Very vaguely cult like, for sure.” Aidan sighs dramatically, surveying the crowd again — he can’t speak, he would be going just as crazy if it was an artist he likes, but he reserves the right to act dramatic. He’s quick to brush off the concern. “Yeah, fine — it’s just no fun being poked in a bruise, ‘s all.” It’s definitely more than a bruise, but you’ll pry the information of just HOW injured he is out of his cold dead hands.
reeselowrey:
“Uh, yeah! Are you excited to be a fourth year?” That answered the question that he almost asked but didn’t. Now he had no choice but to respond back, putting on a goofy grin to try and diffuse the situation, “Or two down, none to go?” Could anyone blame him? “Do you think you’ll get there by the summer? You’re looking better already!”
“No fucking clue, mate.” Aidan laughs lightly — the thought of next year feels so far away and abstract it’s hard to feel anything about it. “Yeah, I mean, I hope so. And thanks, everyone else keeps telling me I look like shit.” He sighs, though he knows they’re all just kidding.
yaragale:
yara nods in understanding and there’s part of her that thinks maybe he’s about to tell her he’s not over natasha yet and still needs time, which she would understand, but he keeps talking and she can’t stop the way a smile spreads across her face. she doesn’t really want to stop it either. she notices so many things about him that makes her heart skip a beat now, like the angle of his face when he talks to her because he’s so much taller, the way his hair falls into his eyes but he holds her gaze anyway. “okay. yeah, i…. yeah, i definitely think we do too. i’m glad we’re on the same page.” she’s relieved now, hoping maybe she’ll stop overthinking this, and she doesn’t let go of his hand as she finally starts down the hall. “you know this means you have to come to my graduation party, right? my mom is even shorter than me, don’t step on her on accident.”
Aidan can’t help but stare as her smile grows, still entranced by how much it lights up the room whenever it makes an appearance. He notices her eyes on him as well with a warm, fuzzy feeling, something so entirely foreign to him yet so profoundly right. “Me too.” He nods, smile mirroring hers. He lets her lead him down the hall, glancing down at her as she begins speaking again. “Oh, wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He assures — since when did he become such a sap? — and then blinks. “Shorter than you? That’s possible?” Smile turns teasing, one dark eyebrow quirked. The idea of meeting her mother feels so nerve-racking and normal it scares him a little, in the best possible way. It’s the promise of something real, the idea of the both of them holding meaning in each other’s lives beyond a simple college romance.
lunaseongs:
“i would have thought you would be beyonce’s biggest fan, aidan,” luna teases lightly, because he bought her an entire laptop, so she feels like they’re at that level of comfort with each other. her brows furrow with concern though. “how are you feeling? healing okay?”
“Oh, yeah, me and Yonce are tight.” Aidan drawls, voice practically dripping with sarcasm, though he’s smiling ever-so-slightly still. “Yeah, I’m alright. Honest. Mostly just pissed at how inconvenient it is — no skating, so smoking... I mean, what even is life beyond that?”
ofspeedinglights:
Looking at Aidan, a soft smile formed on Dana’s lips. “Let them have this one” she said and then sighed. “Not everyday a big celebrity get’s booked” crossing their arms over their chest, looking at him and then towards the stage, they then frowned a little. “What happened to your ribs?” of course they had to care. It was their thing.
“Alright, alright. They get some lenience this one time.” He acquiesces with a soft smile, rolling his eyes gently. “Oh, uh... I hurt them a little during the mission.” Shrugs as best he can — ‘hurt a little’ is quite the understatement, but he’s alright with softening the truth from time to time. “I’m fine though.” He’s quick to reassure the other, not wanting to worry them.
oofluc:
luc will expel a grateful sigh . “ thank god , it's you . or thank the devil , or whoever — these people are insane . ” luc declares , eyes widened only slightly but for luc it’s a lot . “ i would understand if it was emmanuel pahud or you know , even joël-françois durand but this ? ” index finger points to the sky , though he means beyonce . “ i will not be swayed . ”
Aidan lets out a breathy laugh at his friend’s obvious discomfort. “You do know that absolutely no one in this room will know who those people are, right?” He himself only knows because he was subjected introduced to them during their road trip to Blackthorne. “Come on... Just a little swaying?” He teases, eyebrows raised as a smirk rises.
sylphidstella:
If Stella was somber beforehand at the realization that her time at Gallagher is fleeting in the most rapid rate, seeing brightness on Aidan’s face at her entrance is a quick cure. She nods slowly, “Oh yeah. Definitely.” Stella sighs, rests her hand on the table to fiddle with a napkin while she stands beside it. “You will not think so once you hear my very strong reasoning. For starters, Seb has already asked me to dance first, so I feel it’s only fair I dance with you and Jerome as well.” A pause, letting her head drop to her shoulder. “Secondly, it’s the last dance of the year, I may not wear a dress this pretty in a long time.” Her eyes move up to his face slowly, a faint smile. “And thirdly…I won’t be a student at Gallagher next year, and I’m afraid you’re going to miss me terribly.”
“Well then, that sounds logical.” Aidan teases at her first reason, dark eyes instinctually seeking out his friends in the crowd for a brief moment before turning back to Stella. “And what a gorgeous dress it is.” He’s still teasing, but the compliment is genuine — she does look lovely, the red such a drastic contrast to her typical color palette that she seems to stand out much more than usual. Her third reason, however, gives him pause, and he finds himself stalling out slightly. “You... Oh.” Aidan blinks. It makes sense, in retrospect, but he can’t help the sadness that hits him at the thought of next year without her there. “That’s — Wow, um —” It takes him a moment to gather his thoughts. “Good for you.” He decides upon, finally, without even a hint of insincerity. “Are you going back to Milan?” It’s the obvious answer, but he’s curious.
@itsaidanblack
“Christ, alright, coming through — watch the ribs.” Aidan grimaces as he tries to navigate through the crowd of people dancing, wincing as one of them bumps into his chest rather harshly. “I think booking Beyonce was a bad decision, they’ve turned manic.” He comments, dark eyes sweeping over the dance floor. “I get it’s the final party of the year, but still.” // @gallagherstart
oofluc:
@gallagherstart
“ for the last time . . NO , i don’t know the single ladies dance . ”
“Really? That’s shocking, mate. Never would’ve guessed.”
yaragale:
yara’s really only following satomi’s advice, wanting to talk about the one thing that gives her any sort of lingering doubt about tonight, and she knows this isn’t the perfect moment to talk about it, but she’s not sure that moment even exists. “i guess i just… wanted to return the favor because you asked me if i felt cornered and i didn’t ask you the same thing. i know the way you and natasha broke up means you… probably weren’t planning on breaking up.” she wants to look away because she feels silly but she forces herself not to. “so i guess i just wanted to throw it out there that if this is just… kind of a last night together sort of thing for you and you don’t have any interest in taking this past tonight, that i understand. but if it’s not like that for you, you should know that i don’t feel cornered. and i hope you don’t either, because if you want to, i’m interested in taking this past tonight.”
Aidan listens to her with an ever-so-slightly furrowed brow, dark hair falling in his face as he leans forwards to give her his full attention. He thinks about the way his last relationship ended, how he’d been envisioning himself and Natasha together for a good long while, and yet he can’t find it in himself to regret their breakup right now — in the end, it’s why this is currently happening. “Yeah, it wasn’t... Ideal.” He smiles softly, wanting her to know he isn’t uncomfortable talking about it. “Yara,” Aidan goes out on a limb and reaches a hand forward, sliding it into hers and squeezing gently. “I’d really like this to not end tonight.” He raises his brow, gaze searching hers. “I don’t know about you, but... I think we’ve got a good thing going.”
jrzimmerman:
oofsebastian·:
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“ a little bit of the bubbly ! ” seb marches over with three champagne flutes in his hand , they’re surprisingly harder to balance than pint glasses but he doesn’t spill any , letting each of them take their glass . “ — to the two best mates i could ask for . ” he raises his own glass in toast .
Jerome took one of the flutes from his friend, smile wide on his face. “To my two best friends who make every day a party.” He too raised his glass. @itsaidanblack·
Aidan grins as he takes a glass, glancing between his friends with overwhelming fondness. “Eh, you guys are alright.” He teases, raising his glass along with theirs before going to clink each of theirs. “Seriously, though, how has it been a full fucking year since we’ve lived together?” // @oofsebastian
reignregine:
“Did you come alone?” She’s not going to say it because this is as nosy as she’s going to get, but her expression is speaking volumes. @itsaidanblack
“I did NOT,” Aidan raises his eyebrows as his gaze drops down to meet hers. “But I suspect you already knew that.”
sylphidstella:
“Before you say no to a dance with me…” Her hands knit behind her back as she strolls toward where he’s situated. “I’ve got a pretty good argument to persuade you. Three solid reasons why you have to, to be exact.” @itsaidanblack
A smile begins to form on his face as soon as he hears her voice, turning to face her as she meanders towards him. “Oh yeah?” He raises an eyebrow, his lips quirking upwards bemusedly. “’Have to’ is pretty strong — let’s hear it, then.”