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He had hated just dropping in. His grandmother had taught him better than that, but if he had told Mia they needed to have a talk, he was sure she was going to be in a mood worrying about what he had to say. In fact, he had almost backed out of it. He didn’t want to hurt her. It was the last thing he had wanted to do, but it wasn’t fair to him. His love for her was unlike any other love he had experienced. And he wasn’t sure if it was because she wouldn’t just outright admit she felt the same way or what, but in the moment she opened the door and spoke; eyes bright, his heart started pounding harder than before, “Guess I’m just a ninja.”

The ninja line sent him back to their first date as he stepped inside and shut the door behind him. The Color Run. He had had so much fun that day with her. And their date afterwards getting pizza and winning little rubber ducks from claw machines. And every other plan they had ever made. She made him feel like a kid again. Giddy with excitement when they went and did things together, and the day he almost lost her, was the day he knew he truly wanted to be with her, “Uh, tea’s fine. You know me, not big on day drinking, especially since you’re looking at one of Nashville’s newest firefighters.” He smiled, a little unease in his expression.

Walking to her couch, he paced back and forth mumbling to himself, before deciding to sit down. He didn’t want to hurt her. He loved her too much for that, but he also didn’t want to feel regret or frustration every time he looked at her. Noah wanted to be able to see Mia for the woman she was and loved. Fun. Sweet, when she wasn’t a spitfire trying to talk him into something. Compassionate. Smart. And the list could go on. It’s why the words almost choked him coming out of his mouth, as he hoped she hadn’t heard him, “Hey...I...we need to talk...” Had she caught onto to what he said while she was in the kitchen? I mean, it wasn’t like he was speaking through a wall or a door.

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Right away Mia could tell there was something up with him. He seemed nervous for some reason, something that wasn’t normal for Noah. If there was one thing she could say about the boy it was that he’d never given any indication that Mia intimidated him which was something that had always drawn her curiosity. A lot of men seemed so sure of themselves but Noah, she believed, actually was. So seeing him like this was making her nervous as she started the kettle for the tea was making.

She looked up when he revealed what she thought was making him act this way, her eyes widening slightly. His goal to become a firefighter had been brushed off by her almost a year ago when he’d brought it up, not sure why she should have cared at that point. But now that she knew him, now that she was attached, it was a different story altogether. Not that she would admit she was attached. “Noah...you did it? You’re actually a firefighter?” The fear that gripped her heart in that moment almost toppled her over. For as long as she had known him she had pushed aside any sort of feelings she had maybe allowed herself to have but now she was being taken back to the night he’d carried her out of that club fire on Halloween and the way he’d gotten hurt in the process. Now he was going to willingly put himself into buildings like that for a living and just the thought of it upset her. “I knew you were working on it but I didn’t realize you could become one so quickly. That’s...amazing. Congratulations.” 

But that wasn’t it, was it? The way he was pacing and talking to himself told her that there was something else on his mind and Mia wasn’t sure she wanted to know what that was. She busied herself with the tea until the words hit her, those dreaded four words that she couldn’t stand. Nothing good ever followed them. For a moment she wanted to pretend she didn’t hear him, to walk into the living room and start kissing him as congratulations for his accomplishment. Maybe it would make him forget about those words altogether. But that wasn’t Noah. She knew even distracting him for a moment wouldn’t stop him from talking later on so she sighed softly and looked at him over the kitchen island. “That doesn’t sound good. Are you moving or something?”

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Noah/Mia | Mia's Apartment

It had been one of the hardest years of his life training to become a firefighter. Not as hard as the day he lost his parents, but a personal battle he, at one point, believed he wouldn’t succeed in. But he had Mia to thank for that. It was memories of Halloween night that had kept him pushing forward, knowing that if something like this ever happened again, he wanted to be prepared. But also the desire to save lives was the thing that had sealed the deal. A little over 14 months of true handwork and dedication, and here he was ready to start the first day of the rest of his life. There had just been one thing he was still dealing with. Something that had been weighing on him heavily for quite sometime, and now, it was time to face the facts.

Inhaling deeply, Noah wrapped a fist on the locked door in front of him; Mia’s door. It was time she own up to the truth of whether or not she really wanted to be with him. He had played cat and mouse with her since day one, and his heart was starting to falter. The woman he had fallen madly in love with seemed to only want to do things on her terms, and he had allowed her that space. Firefighter Academy had deeply played a hand in that with his time being occupied, but now that he was out and had more time to focus on the rest of his life, his new career, and the woman of his dreams.

He had practiced the conversation in his head over and over again. Hell, Noah had even consulted with a few of his close friends from the academy, his grandparents, and his little brother. Some had suggested a proposal, while others had said move on. And as much as he had even contemplated getting down on one knee at some point, he just couldn’t bring himself to do it. Not until he knew Mia was truly his and loved him just as much as he did her.

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Life was good for Mia Riley. She had recovered fully from the incident on Halloween, left with multiple scars and a leg that killed her when the weather was right, but she had recovered. After a year off from school and physical therapy as much as she could handle she was walking normally again. And now that she was back on track with school and her career goals were once again in sight, not to mention having a man willing to go to the ends of the earth for her at her side, she couldn’t see anything going wrong for her. Life was indeed good.

A knock at her door had her shooing away the woman she was facetiming with. She hadn’t been expecting company and was distracting herself with the latest conquest but all plans had changed with the short wrap to her front door. The doorman must have let someone in, someone familiar if he hadn’t informed her they were coming, which meant it could be one of two people. Suspicions were confirmed when she opened the door to find Noah standing there, a bright smile lighting up her features as soon as she laid eyes on him. “Hey, I didn’t know you were coming by. How did you give Leonard the slip?”

She stepped aside after her teasing, letting him know to come in as she walked to the kitchen and left the door open. “You want something to drink? I was just about to make tea. Or we could break into my stash of tequila?” She flashed Noah a teasing smile, knowing he wasn’t one to drink too often but hoping that maybe he’d give in for the night. She wanted some fun and hers had been interrupted, it was only fair that he make up for it, right? “What’s up? Normally I get a phone call before I’m blessed with your pretty face.”

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Lucy/Adam | The Pedestrian Bridge/Nissan Stadium (at dusk)

It had been forever since Lucy and Adam had just had a date night together. It had seemed like adulthood had swooped in over night and taken away their childhood and all the fun that came with it. Bills had to be paid. Hours had to be worked. And the older they got, the more of a lull Lucy found herself falling into. Not to blame Adam at all. It was just what happened when couples fell out of their honeymoon phase.

But tonight was going to be different. She had found a nice grassy area, thrown out a blanket, and had a picnic dinner waiting in a basket with a bottle of wine. The Coheed and Cambria show at Nissan Stadium was about to start soon, and she had made Adam promise her that he would find her using Life360 and arrive at her destination at the time she had stated. It was a romantic evening she had planned for months and so help her if he had missed it, because of work, she was going to make the next week or so of his life a living hell. But all in the name of love, of course.

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Shit. He was going to be late if he didn't get going. Adam quickly saved his progress on his work computer before logging out and turning the desk lamp on his desk off. He made sure to grab what he needed to take home and opened the side drawer in his desk to pull out a small ring box. For a moment, he just held it in his hand and stared, a small smile pulling at his lips when he thought about what might happen tonight if the setting was right. That's what he's been waiting on, the right moment to ask Lucy to be with him for the rest of their lives. He took one last moment to think about it before he slipped the box in his pocket and left his office for the night.

His face screwed up when he looked at his life360 though. Why was Lucy at the stadium? They didn't have tickets to tonight's show so her waiting for him down at the stadium didn't make much sense but he made his way there anyway. Spotting the girl, a wide grin broke out, Adam taking in the picnic she had set up for them and almost kicking himself for not thinking of doing this himself.

"How in the world did you come up with this?" Sitting down next to her, he leaned in and pressed a kiss to her lips, savoring the moment while he could. Finally, he pulled away, still smiling as he looked into her eyes. "Hi...I'm not late, am I? I was pretty much running to get here. I almost had to take one of those bike carriage things that I'm scared will kill me one day."

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—  𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓-𝐘 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

"I know I should leave, but I can't stay away from you."

"Why did you have to hurt me like this? Don't you know how much I love you?"

"I wish I could go back in time and change everything. Maybe then we wouldn't be here."

"I hate you for making me feel this way. I hate myself even more for letting you."

"I know I shouldn't love you, but I do. And that terrifies me more than anything."

"You've broken my heart too many times. I can't keep forgiving you."

"I wish I could hate you, but every time I look at you, all I feel is love."

"I don't know if I can ever trust you again. You've shattered everything we had."

"I can't help the way I feel about you, even though I know it's wrong."

"Why did fate have to bring us together, only to tear us apart?"

"I never wanted to fall in love with you, but now I can't imagine my life without you."

"You're the only one who can make me feel alive, even though you're also the one who's destroying me."

"I know I should let you go, but I can't bear the thought of living without you."

"You've made me question everything I thought I knew about love."

"I never thought I could love someone so much, only to have that love ripped away from me."

"I wish you could see how much you're hurting me. But you're too blinded by your own pain."

"Why did you have to choose them over me? Wasn't I enough?"

"I thought our love was unbreakable. I never realized how fragile it really was."

"You're the only one who's ever truly understood me. And now you're gone."

"I hate how much I still love you, even after all the pain you've caused me."

"I know we can never be together, but I can't help hoping for a different ending."

"You're the one who's always on my mind, even when I try to forget you."

"Every time I close my eyes, I see your face. And it hurts more than anything."

"I wish I could turn back time and fix everything, but I know it's too late for us."

"You're the one who's always had a hold on my heart, even when I tried to push you away."

"I never thought I could love someone so deeply, only to have that love thrown back in my face."

"You're the only one who's ever been able to see the real me."

"I thought we had something special, something that could withstand anything. But I was wrong."

"I know I'm not perfect, but I didn't deserve to be treated the way you treated me."

"Why did you have to come into my life and turn it upside down? Why did I let you?"

"I keep telling myself that I don't need you, but every time I try to move on, I fall apart."

"I never thought I could feel so much pain from loving someone. But you proved me wrong."

"I can't believe I ever thought you were the one for me. I was so naïve."

"I wish I could erase you from my memory, but I know that's impossible."

"You're the only one who's ever been able to make me feel this alive. And that's why it hurts so much."

"I thought we had a chance at something great. But I was foolish to believe that."

"You're the one who's always been able to break down my walls. And that's why this all hurts so much."

"I wish I could tell you how much you mean to me. But I know it wouldn't change anything."

"You're the one who's always been able to make me smile, even in the darkest of times."

"I never thought I could feel so betrayed by someone I loved so much."

"You're the only one who's ever been able to make me feel complete. And now I'm shattered."

"I wish I could forget you. But every time I try, I'm reminded of everything we had."

"I never thought I could be so lost without you. But here I am, trying to pick up the pieces."

[receiptsofwhiskey]

sacred romantic moments

“ don’t go. stay. “

“ but you’re here, so stay. “

“ i don’t want to be alone tonight. “

“ just come over. “

“ let’s be alone together. “

“ i didn’t know where else to go. “

“ i don’t want us to be apart anymore. ever. “

“ i wouldn’t have called you if it wasn’t important. “

“ you can talk to me about anything. you know that, right? “

“ just… be honest with me, do you hate me? “

“ i could never hate you. not really. “

“ you’re my friend, but… sometimes i wish you were more than that. “

“ we’re not just friends. you know that. “

“ i think i’m falling in love with you. “

“ can i hold your hand? “

“ yeah, you’re in love with me. “

“ just hold me. “

“ things would be so much easier if we were honest with each other. “

“ why can’t you be honest with me? with yourself? “

“ maybe you could stay? just for tonight? “

“ it’s dark outside, and it’s raining. my arms are much safer. “

“ you can’t keep doing this. you can’t keep lying to yourself. “

“ i can’t keep lying to myself, or to you. it’s not fair on either of us. “

“ i think you should kiss me. “

“ kiss me like you mean it. “

“ just kiss me. “

“ you shouldn’t kiss me right now. “

“ look me in the eyes and tell me you love me. “

“ you can’t lie to me, you know. “

“ you know me better than anyone. you always have. “

“ you’re pretty amazing. you know that, right? “

“ you’re just… you’re extraordinary. “

“ you’re good to me, you know. really good. “

“ you’ve made me the happiest i’ve ever been. “

“ i don’t know what i would have done if you weren’t here. “

“ our love can conquer anything. “

“ and for many generations to come, our love story will live on. “

“ i want you to marry me. “

“ if you asked me to marry you tomorrow, i’d say yes. “ “ what about today? “

“ marry me, name. marry me and make me the luckiest [x] in the world. “

“ your kiss could mend a broken heart. “

“ are you going to kiss me again, or do i have to do it myself? “

“ i could cry, that’s how much i love you. “

“ you’re worthy of my love. “

“ truth is that i’m so damn in love with you that i don’t know what to do with myself. “

“ maybe tonight, it’s you and me. “

“ i don’t know what the future holds. all i know is that i hope you’re in it. “

“ could you promise me one thing? “

“ promise me that we’ll be together, no matter what. “

“ it’s you and me, forever. no matter what. “

“ i didn’t want to tell you until i was sure, but… i’m pregnant. “

“ we’re going to be family! “

“ this baby, it’s the best thing that could ever have happened to us. “

“ i can’t believe this, we’re going to be parents! “

“ dance with me? “

“ may i have this dance? “

“ you’re my whole world, you know. “

“ don’t speak, just… kiss me. “

“ you have no idea how long i’ve been wanting to that. “

“ i’ve been wanting to tell you for so long… “

“ so… is this like, a thing now? “

“ i always miss you, even when you’re next to me. “

” i miss you. i miss you so much it hurts. ”

” i don’t want you to miss me. it’s tearing me apart. ”

“ you make me happier. “

“ i love waking up next to you. “

“ my favorite thing is falling asleep next to you. “

“ come cuddle with me. “

“ this is torture, isn’t it? “ “ not in the slightest. “

“ do you love me? “

“ could this be something more? “

“ move in with me. “

“ do you think we should move in together? you spend all your time here anyway. “

“ are you serious? i’ve had a crush on you for as long as i can remember. “

“ i know you’re in love with me. “

“ you’re really cute, you know. “

“ you’re so damn attractive. you know that right? “

“ if anybody were to kiss me, i would want that person to be you. “

“ and right now, i think you should kiss me. “

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Emery and the Twins (Bea and Bennett) | The Frothy Monkey

Emery found little amusement in life anymore but the name a particular coffee shop downtown always made her lips quirk up slightly. It made it worth the trip through the throngs of people to get her regular latte and she'd taken to sitting at a table in the corner where she could easily watch the passing crowds. People watching, she did it often but humans these days never amounted to much so she grew bored easily. It led her eyes to wondering, gazing over the patrons of the shop while she dreamed up small backgrounds to fit each character around her. The vampire had been in the middle of doing just this when her eyes landed on young girl sitting with a boy of her age, the both of them seeming awfully familiar to her.

She had to admit, when she'd first been turned she had a hard time leaving her children behind. Every so often Emery would return to her old home to check in on them while staying in the shadows, much to the distaste of her lover, and she kept tabs as long as she could. As soon as they'd hit eighteen though she'd gave up on keeping them in her sights. Her lover had become impatient with the game and the twins had been old enough to take care of themselves should something happen but she had thought of them often over the years.

Now, looking at these two, she finally realized why they seemed so familiar as a memory of her last visit to her children came to mind. It couldn't be them though. They would be long dead at this point, right? But something was drawing Emery closer to them and soon enough she found herself standing next to their table staring at the angelic faces of her twin babies with wide eyes, all the while her heart feeling as if it were twittering for the first time since she'd truly been alive. Too bad that was impossible. "Beatrice? Bennett?"

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Charlie & Walker | Big Joe's Gas Station & Repair Shop

"Hey, Dad, do we have anymore Gojo?" Her voice carried over the sound of an impact wrench removing lug nuts from the wheels of one of their most recent intakes at the body shop connected onto her Grandpa Joe's gas station. Charlie had just finished changing the oil in a newer Honda Civic and was about to take lunch, but first she needed the Gojo, "Dad?!"

When she didn't get a response, the young woman, oil and grease soaked hands, made her way towards the gas station, laying eyes on a familiar old car, "No way." It had been at least a month since she had seen him, but her mind quickly forgot the soap as she now went on the hunt for her brother, Walker.

Finally laying eyes on the man through the door leading into the gas station, Charlie made her way inside, "Aren't you supposed to be in one of those big cities, being driven around in a bougie limo signing autographs and stuff?" A crooked smile easily slipped across her lips as she waited for him to notice her.

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The Astin Martin was Walker's pride and joy in life. He'd spent years fixing it up and when the last detail had been finalized he made the decision to keep it for himself. How could he not? It was his dream car. So, when he came to visit his family it was the car that he usually chose to drive just so he could get it out of storage and enjoy his hard work. After parking it in a safe place, Walker made his way inside the gas station to see where his family was holing up, nodding to a few regulars that he still knew from his days working here as a teen himself.

His mother was behind the deli counter, the woman almost squealing when she saw him and running around to pull him into a giant hug that he always expected and enjoyed when he showed up. He hadn't been chatting with her long before he heard his sister's teasing while she walked through the door.

"Oh, right, because the five year olds really treasure those signatures they don't know what to do with. And I don't take limos everywhere, weirdo." Normally, Walker would hug her but he'd noticed the grease she had all over her so the man settled for tousling her hair. "When are you going to ditch the grease and join me in one of those big cities?" He heard his mother scoff but Walker chose to ignore her, making a face at Charlie that the older woman couldn't see. "I'd love to show you New York, actually. I think you'd love it."

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Estie & Hunter | Nashville Farmer's Market

It had been several months since Estie had settled down in Tennessee. The small town she had chosen seemed like the perfect place to escape the spotlight of a very public outing of her private life back in California. But there had been one person from her past life that had found out she was in Tennessee and that was Hunter. He had easily been both her best friend and a source of part of the pain she had gone through with her, now, deceased ex-husband, but clearly she didn't blame her friend. She just swore up and down to herself that she would never openly admit to him what life had really been like with Matthew.

Grabbing the keys from the cup holder and her purse, Estie easily slipped out of her black Jeep Wrangler. It was her first time going to the Nashville Farmer's Market, but word on the street had been nothing but good reviews on the variety of food options, and the idea of taking home some fresh produce didn't seem to bother her either. But first, she had to find...

"Hunter?" Walking towards the man, Estie let a warm, inviting smile slip over her face. She hadn't seen him in quite a while, but having a little taste of California back in her life was nice, even if it did remind her of all the other parts of a not so fairytale life she just wanted to be rid of completely.

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He'd only been in Nashville for a small amount of time but he liked the location. Filming wasn't far away in Atlanta and he needed a place to stay when he had his days off so Nashville seemed like a good choice for him. There wasn't any paparazzi usually and the fans were pretty chill most of the time so it was a bit of a no brainer and he quickly secured a nice condo in the heart of the city, enjoying a taste of the life he had before X-men had catapulted him into fame ever since.

Hunter couldn't blame Estie for her slight confusion when she first saw him. The hat and sunglasses weren't staples in his life in Nashville but he really didn't want to be recognized too often while he was out with his friend. She'd been through enough, she didn't need rabid fans bothering them when they were just trying to relax. Grinning when her voice reached his ears, he nodded softly as he wrapped the woman in his arms and gave her a big hug.

"It's been a minute." The words were gentle as he pulled away from her. "How have you been? Enjoying Tennessee?" If the answer was anything but yes his concern for her would send him into a barrage of questions but he had to know. The last time he'd really seen her wasn't a pleasant memory and deep down he just wanted to make sure Estie was doing well. "Because I gotta say, I'm kind of enjoying this city a lot."

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Stela was in the midst of putting her hand down her current partner’s pants when she heard the ear piercing scream. In that moment, she immediately sobered up, but without much control let out her own bloodcurdling scream, until she realized who was in the room with her, “Oh…fuck me…” Quickly pulling her hand out of the woman’s pants, she grabbed the stray clothes she could find and started throwing them at the brunette, “Go. GO! Get out!!!” Nearly pushing her out of Evie’s room, Stela, in a panic, found the rest of her clothes and nervously put them on. She would profusely apologize to her ‘friend’ later, but she had more pressing issues to deal with.

Face bright red and her eyes both bloodshot and filling with tears, Stela leaned back against the door with a hard stare towards the floor, “I-uh…I’m sorry. I-I thought I was in my room.” Her words were slightly slurred from the alcohol, but it was the embarrassment and her sister now knowing her deepest and darkest secret that left Stela feeling ashamed. How was she going to explain this? She hadn’t even been able to be completely truthful with herself, and now she had to explain this to her sister, of all people, “Um, please…please don’t tell anybody…especially not mom and dad…or Eduard…” Stela sniffled and quickly wiped away the tears that were threatening to fall to the floor never looking up at her sister once.

“No, no, you don’t have to go. I’m gonna go, I don’t mind at all.” But the girl was already scrambling out of the room and Evie sighed softly. She really wouldn’t have minded if the two girls had used her room for the night knowing she could have bunked with a friend or found her own playmate at that. As she laid eyes on her sister though she knew that it was best that Evie had stayed. “Stela, honey, why are you so upset? There’s nothing to apologize for.” She shook her head even if her little sister couldn’t see her, The Moldavian crossed the room and gently lifted Stela's chin so that she could meet her eyes. The tears broke Evie’s heart, her other hand coming up to brush them away with her thumb.

The request to keep this a secret was a clue to why her sister looked like she was so ashamed in that moment and Evie shook her head again. “I’m not going to tell anybody, okay? But I need you to understand that it’s nothing to be ashamed of. Mom caught me with my last boyfriend at least twice and she was fine with it. We’re human, we have sex, it’s what we do. And Eduard? Come on, you can’t think he hasn’t brought someone back to his room before. Apparently, people find him attractive for some reason.” It was clear Evelina wasn’t grasping this whole situation, she wanted to blame the alcohol coursing through her system but she knew the confusion would still be present if she wasn’t drunk. “What’s wrong?”

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Who: Bertenius and Leo (WOR) Where: Easter Feast, Friday the 15th

He could feel the man’s eyes on him from across the room, Bert looking up over his plate to find Leo glaring at him just as he’d suspected. The Norwegian honestly didn’t know what the guy’s problem was. The two of them had never really gotten along and there had been more than a few altercations between the two but he wasn’t even sure what had started the animosity or why it continued, he just knew that it was there. Rolling his eyes, the prince looked away from the other as he finished up his meal before he got up to head out. 

And of course, it was at the same time as Leo. He was about to walk through the doors when the other prince started to do the same, Bert huffing noticeably. “After you, jackass. Don’t let me get in your way.” There went his mouth again. But as always, Bert was unapologetic about the words that left it without him thinking them over. He just stood there, his eyes boring into Leo while he waited for the other to move. “You gonna go or just stare at me all night?”

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“Jackass? You’re the douche who doesn’t know how to stand back and let a future king go first. You know, that’s gonna get you in some real trouble one day.” His smirk said it all. Leo’s animosity towards Bert seemed like it was because two alpha males just happened to live together, but it was much deeper than that. “Now, if you’ll excuse me…spare, I’ve got more important places to be.” Leo spared no force as he shoved past Bertenius and made his way out into the large hallway where people were coming and going.

Glancing back, he made sure Bert could see he was still wearing a smug grin hoping he’d follow. However, he knew it would more than likely lead to a fight. But if they were going to fistfight one another it would have to be out of sight, which is what the younger prince had wanted. A chance to face his opponent alone, but not because he wanted the shit beat out of him, but because there were feelings…deeper feelings that had been bubbling under the surface for quite sometime now.

Bert truly didn’t give a damn about being king one day. The fact that Leo kept throwing his title in his face was actually a little amusing since the other thought he could get to the Norwegian that way. Which was probably why Bert was trying to hold back the smirk that refused to quit. No, he was fine up until Leo decided to intentionally shove past the guy, that smirk falling as his temper started to rise. Now, Bert knew it was useless to go after the guy, it wouldn’t teach either of them anything, but he didn’t much care at this point. There was no way he could let something like that slide without at least saying something.

Yet, he did more than that. It had taken longer than he’d thought to catch up to Leo, damn the man’s leg being so fucking long, but once he had Bert grabbed him by one of his shoulders and pushed him into the wall. “The fuck is your problem, Leo?” Blue eyes bore into the supposed king while Bert did his best to calm himself down. This was only going to get worse if his temper didn’t get in check by the time the other opened their mouth, something he should have thought about when he’d gone after him. “As far as I know I’ve never done shit to you. Do you really think you’re that much better than me because you’re going to be a king? Because personally, I think that makes your life suck that much more.”

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Stela was soooooo drunk. So much so that she hadn’t been paying too much attention to the fact that she had dragged a cute girl by the hand back to the palace. And even more so that she had taken her to the wrong room. In fact, all she had on the brain was sleep with pretty girl. Pretty girl want sex with Stela. Granted Stela hadn’t actually slept with anyone yet in her short lifespan, but that was soon about to change.

As she shut the door with her foot, the pair eagerly tore off each other’s clothes tossing them all around the room. And with a thud they both hit the bed, Stela letting out a giggle followed by a snort followed by her face turning bright red, “I don’t know what the fuck that was…I’m sorry.” It didn’t matter though, before long they were letting their hands explore one another; something the young Moldovan princess had longed to experience for such a long time.

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Evie couldn’t find her sister anywhere. The two had come to the bonfire together earlier that night and they’d gotten separated at some point after too many drinks were had. Worried that something might have happened, especially after their discussion of Krasue before they’d left, she started to make her way back to the castle the best she could. The sand wasn’t making it easy. She was so glad to be back in her own room that she hadn’t even noticed the two girls on the bed going at it until she was at her vanity mirror taking off her earrings, the reflection showing her sister on top of another woman.

Evie only screamed because she was startled. The earrings flew into the air as she turned quickly, her back slamming against the vanity, only relaxing when she realized it was, in fact, her sister. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to...I mean you are in my room, I just...I’m gonna go.” She went to look away from the two but first made sure to mouth ‘nice work’ to her sister while fanning herself. The girl underneath Stela was hot, that was for sure. 

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Her heart was racing harder than it had been since she had arrived in Thailand. Chloe had seen Julien around from a distance, but hadn’t made any attempts to approach him. She had felt like the devil for breaking his heart back in France, but considering where her loyalties lied, it was safer for the boy, her heart had belonged to. However, seeing him sprawled out in the middle of the floor had been the push she needed to approach him and to be near him once more.

“I can help. I have medical training.” She looked to Esme for permission, and when it was given, Chloe knelt down, “Long time, no see.” Her smile was a little uneasy, but her concern for his health outweighed any awkwardness she was feeling, “What did you get yourself into, Julien?” She put a gentle hand on his leg to let him know she genuinely cared, but also to somewhat steady herself, “Tell me what’s going on.” Looking into his eyes made her feel as if she had just seen him the day before, and that nothing between them had ever changed, even though it had…

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“Julien! You asshole. Get in here. J'ai préparé p'tit dej, et il va faire froid!” Standing in the kitchen in nothing, but a white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a pair underwear; blonde hair messy in a loose bun, Chloe was spreading butter on croissants.

Life, thus far, had been great. She was with the boy she loved. She was happy, and nothing was going to get in her way, “Julien! I swear…” Her French accent was thick as she grabbed a pat of butter and headed towards the bedroom. Her intent was to wake him up, if he was still sleeping, and not hearing any movement left her frustrated.

Standing at the doorway of her bedroom and looking towards the bed, all she could see was a mess of white sheets, pillows, and a white fluffy comforter.

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It had started out with him getting too warm. Things were fine one second and then the next he felt like he was boiling underneath his suit. Then came the chest pains just about the same time that his breathing started to hitch slightly and Julien knew something wasn’t right. The nice high that he had been experiencing was starting to turn into a panic while he took a seat in the middle of the dance floor. Everything was happening so fast, people spinning around him when all he was trying to focus on was catching his breath. Then the voice hit him. Julien vaguely remembered hearing his sister trying to get his attention but it wasn’t until that blast from the past came barreling into the scene that he looked up and right into Chloe’s eyes. “Chloe...?” 

Talking was hard though. He didn’t have enough air in his lungs and his mind was starting to spin a little bit. Maybe he was seeing things...maybe the drugs were starting to cause hallucinations...whatever it was though he kept hearing her voice telling him to explain what was going on. “I can’t breathe....chest hurts...It’s too hot in here.”

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The grin he had as he heard Chloe’s voice drifting in from the other room could only be described as mischievous. Carefully, Julien got out of bed, threw on some underwear, and crept his way behind the door all while hoping the girl didn’t hear his footsteps. It didn’t seem she had when she kept calling for him, the annoyance in her voice becoming increasingly clear especially as she started getting closer to the bedroom. When he heard her movements stop the boy moved from behind the door and wrapped an arm around her waist, his chest pressed against her back.

“Boo.” The word was whispered in her ear playfully and Julien pressed his lips against her neck, taking in the smell of her mixed with whatever she was making for breakfast. “I can’t tell what smells better, you or the food...since when did you become Betty Crocker?”

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Who: Bertenius and Leo (WOR) Where: Easter Feast, Friday the 15th

He could feel the man’s eyes on him from across the room, Bert looking up over his plate to find Leo glaring at him just as he’d suspected. The Norwegian honestly didn’t know what the guy’s problem was. The two of them had never really gotten along and there had been more than a few altercations between the two but he wasn’t even sure what had started the animosity or why it continued, he just knew that it was there. Rolling his eyes, the prince looked away from the other as he finished up his meal before he got up to head out. 

And of course, it was at the same time as Leo. He was about to walk through the doors when the other prince started to do the same, Bert huffing noticeably. “After you, jackass. Don’t let me get in your way.” There went his mouth again. But as always, Bert was unapologetic about the words that left it without him thinking them over. He just stood there, his eyes boring into Leo while he waited for the other to move. “You gonna go or just stare at me all night?”

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Who: Aksana and Oskar (WOR) Where: Easter Feast, Friday the 15th

The youngest Belarusian was being obnoxiously loud that night at dinner. It wasn’t usually something people could expect from her and if she had been in her right mind she would have been extremely embarrassed by the way she was acting during the feast but Aksana didn’t even know that something was amiss despite her head swimming. Loud laughing and touching where she didn’t need to touch, flirting that didn’t need to be done, it was all there and uncalled for, and yet she couldn’t bring herself to care enough so that it would stop. 

It was her best friend that drew her attention away from the chocolate cake she’d been devouring for dessert, the girl taking her plate and moving down to his section of the table. Luckily there had been an open seat next to Oskar and she plopped down before someone else could take it. “You have got to try this. I don’t know what Lea did to it but it’s pretty incredible tonight.” Soon a bite of the cake was on her fork and she was holding it out to Oskar, the princess ready to feed him as soon as he opened his lips for her. “I dare you to tell me it’s not amazing.”

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Who: Kylian and Alys (WOR) Where: Easter Fireworks, Sunday the 17th

“You ready for this?” He felt weird. Ky’s head was swimming the way that it used to when he was trying to escape his life and his problems and something about this whole situation should have been raising alarm bells inside of his mind. But he was enjoying the moment, his elation taking over and the prince slipping into that old ‘high’ like he had never stopped. It was okay though. He hadn’t taken anything so there was no way he’d slip into old habits again...right? This wasn’t drugs, this was just happiness...right? 

The boom of the fireworks overhead made him jump slightly but soon he was enjoying the start of the show, his eyes glued to the colors filling the sky above them. People were littering the beach and he was no different but he was off near a secluded cliff area sitting atop one of the rocks with someone he really cared for. Right...someone he cared for. Turning his head, he looked to Alys, his smile pulling softly at his lips while he took in how beautiful she was under the exploding lights above. God, she’d always been gorgeous but tonight she was proving to be even more captivating than the show. Ky’s eyes stayed on her, heavily lidded but bright with the longing and the wonder that was filling him. 

“Alys...” But no other words came to him. The Austrian couldn’t think straight and whether that was because of his state of mind or the girl sitting next to him was anyone’s guess. He just kept staring at her even after she turned to him expectantly. So, he did the one thing that he could think to do. Leaning in, Ky softly pressed his lips against hers, one hand coming up to cup her face. How long had he wanted to do this? If the complete and utter joy bursting in his chest was any indication it had been some time since he’d first thought of closing that gap between friendship and something more with her but there had always been something holding him back before. Not anymore. No, right now he didn’t care that they were both betrothed to other people, he didn’t care that his best friend had been her brother, he didn’t care that she deserved so much more than him...all he cared about was the feeling of her lips against his while he deepened the kiss between them. He had been wrong before. That feeling he’d thought was his peaceful state of mind wasn’t truly what he’d thought it had been. No, this was the happiness that he’d always searched for and now he knew that he would never want to let it go.