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🥀🌸
🥀 — have you ever had your heart broken?
“of course. haven’t we all, at one point?”
🌸 — do you have a crush?
“see, i’m not sure if i’d ever call it a crush… it kinda makes me feel like i’m back in middle school, which is kinda weird considering i’m like a good twenty or so years over all of that. um, i am dating someone though, if that’s considered a good… enough answer.”
whirrrbleep :
STROKING HIS COMPETITIVE NATURE IS exactly what he’d come to expect from bentley. it excited him, having a partner in this war against han and his asses. “ we definitely have the upper hand, han isn’t even gonna have time to be shocked. ” he was already imagining the look on his face, but he was sure it was going to be even better than he imagined. just like how actually winning was going to be better than the figurative feeling he had right now.
“ actually no i haven’t. and i haven’t read the book or watched the old movie so i don’t know who did it either, so yeah i’m definitely interested. ” he grinned, already feeling the anticipation filling him up. he could be happy if watching it with bentley and rhi would happen in the next second. but then remembering it was new years, there was a party going on behind him, there was still a kiss to be had, he felt the anticipation for the nearer future more strongly. “ i mean you said the magic words ‘movie night’ so i’m always there for that. ”
hopefully the real thing turns out to be just as good ( or even better than ) what they’ve got in their heads right now. it’s one thing to imagine something, and another to experience it. in many cases, the actual event turns out to be much less interesting and intense than what’d been in one’s expectations. although, it’s unlikely that this will be one of those cases. “nope. no time at all,” he agrees, smirk back on his face. “i wonder who everyone’ll root for.”
“good, because neither have i. we’ll be goin’ in blind together,” his excitement is already high. he’ll have to take a look at his schedule sometime tomorrow and figure out a date that works for all three of them. eagerness will continue to fill him until the eventual date arrives; just another thing added to the long list of things he’s excited for. “you can’t go wrong with a movie night. actually though, i haven’t had one in ages. it’ll be nice, i think,” he nods, more so to himself than rich. he’s hardly in one place for too long, anyway. going here, going there, doing this and doing that; it’d be nice to have one enjoyable and relaxing evening.
arealslice :
Megan’s expression softened, but only slightly. This guy seemed to know what was up at least. It was always a breath of fresh air whenever a man admitted that women were superior. Megan smirked a little, looking at him for a moment before waving over the bartender. “Whatever he wants, put it on my tab.” She requested before looking back at the man. “So do you got a name?”
it’s a relief, knowing the right thing has been said. although, there really is no way one can go wrong with a statement like that. women are superior, and any good man should be able to agree. he’ll always stand up for women. as much as he appreciates the offer, he isn’t sure he can take it. “no, no, it’s alright. you don’t gotta do that,” he shakes his head, waving a hand. “bentley. what’s your name?”
nctaphase :
“ Would you just stay still for one god-damn for one second??! ” Kyle complained, sketching furiously on his sketch pad.
“uh... i’ve been still for ages. how much longer will this take?”
adeladydarling :
“You do make a really good grilled cheese.” Adelaide confirmed as they entered the apartment building, Adelaide releasing him so she could unbutton her coat. She frowned at his question, not because she was offended, but because she was unsure, and it showed on her face. “I don’t know… just whenever the idea of sleeping in my own bed doesn’t hurt as much.” Adelaide admitted.
smiling at her confirmation, bentley walks until they reach their apartment, unlocking the door and allowing her to enter. one inside, he locks the door and shrugs his jacket off, draping it over one of the kitchen chairs. “y'know, we really don’t want you feeling like some kind of burden. you’re welcome here, phil wouldn’t’ve invited you to stay if... you weren’t. y’know? so, there’s— there’s no rush. you know that, right?”
arealslice :
“Well, you know how men are.” Megan sighed. “They think that no means yes and get lost means take me I’m yours.” Megan rolled her eyes at her words, taking another sip of her drink and pushing her hair over her shoulder. “And then of course we live in a society that dotes heavily on the well being of men while women are usually put at fault or to blame for dressing in a certain way or leading them on somehow. It’s disgusting.”
bentley begins to nod but it falls short, only because he’s not quite sure how to respond. it’s not because he doesn’t agree, because he does. it’s just that he doesn’t want to say the wrong thing and make it seem that way, even in the slightest. his mouth has gotten him in trouble countless times before. “you’re not wrong,” he shakes his head, “it’s— it’s fucked. it is. women are smarter and better in... so many ways. and the way you’re treated is just— it is. it is disgusting.”
whirrrbleep :
NODDING, RICH POINTS A FINGER at bentley because he was onto something. han never stood a chance the second he started putting “ass” on all of the scoreboards. maybe he knew at that point he was starting a war, one that rich was always going to be trying to win, knowing how stubborn he was. he wasn’t sure how stubborn han was quite yet, but he could guess it was pretty stubborn with how long he’d kept this up. “ the more info we can get about how he plays a game is better. ” because that gave you a good insight on how one plays a war.
he was bummed knowing rhi didn’t like it. despite his opinions, despite bentley’s opinions, despite anyone else’s opinions, rhi was really excited and that was heartbreaking in and of itself. “ yeah that really does suck… though maybe it’s good at least one of the movies she was excited for worked out? thor and i think she enjoyed that murder mystery one too. the re-make or whatever. not that i exactly hate remakes or anything as long as they do something and don’t suck. ” which was rare, but he had to admit he was a little interested in it too. “ i don’t get why people need to ruin good things. well, actually i do. money. but i can’t empathize. ”
if there’s one person who knows how to have fun, it’s rich. he wouldn’t put down the rest of the group or accuse them of being boring ( which they aren’t, of course ), but in bentley’s opinion, rich is the one who takes the prize. maybe it simply just ties in with his feelings, but he can’t be sure. even before he was aware he had feelings for him, he’d admired that of rich. it’d always been a fun time when he was around. “exactly,” he smiles, glad to have made the point. “i think we’ve already got this one in the bag.”
he nods at rich’s words. as unfortunate as it is, at least a couple things worked out. thor was gonna be great regardless, and he had high expectations for the other. having yet to see it for himself, he’ll make a mental note to invite rhi over for a watch, one of these days. “she did, yeah,” he responds. “have you seen the murder mystery re-make one? 'cause i was thinking, maybe i could find it somewhere and invite rhi over. and you too— if you’re interested,” he shrugs gently, “popcorn and pizza, all that good stuff. maybe even make it into a movie night, or somethin’.”
consideritmyhighesthonor :
PHIL NOTICED THE STIFFNESS IN bentley’s nod, mostly because he was more sensitive to his reactions since he was so obviously not telling him everything. and he didn’t think too much about it because if bentley was bothered too much, he would say something. they were close enough for that. still he smiled reassuringly at the question, nodding. “ i think so. ” though he could never really know for sure. and he didn’t want his optimism to ruin any chance.
he nods when bentley says not to worry and he believes him. not that he ever didn’t believe bentley, but in the conversation of sleep and worry, he knows skirting over it sometimes is easier than admitting something was wrong to someone else. however, in this case, he knew he didn’t have to worry. whereas now he was giving bentley cause to worry, which was something he didn’t want to do, but by this point he deserved to know it all. “ i’ve tried some of them, i know i should try harder with others, but it’s why achilles is here. not that i’d have never had a dog in my life, but he’s here for that. ” and he couldn’t imagine not having achilles there for that in any degree. “ i wish there was one thing to blame it on, but life used to like to test me apparently. ” and thankfully, it was “used to” and not “still.”
“ i wouldn’t want to ruin your sleep… but it means a lot to know that and i’ll probably take you up on it. ”
there’s a lot of optimism in phil. it’s something bentley’s always admired. keeping a positive outlook when things get a little rough isn’t something everyone can do. it’s not something bentley can do, which is a big reason why he respects it so much. it’s not easy. when things start to go south, it’s a pessimistic series of jumping to conclusions, making everything so much worse. optimism can sometimes lead you to a dead end, but it’s better to be positive than negative. you have the opportunity to say you did your best; which is all you can do.
of course the topic brought up worry. he’s always worried and will continue to worry about those he cares about. all he wants is for everyone to be alright, but for everyone to be alright at all times is too good to be true. he appreciates phil for trusting him enough, and hopes to thank him if he remembers to. it’s not an easy subject nor something you’d bring up to just anyone. his gaze falls over the golden lab, and he nods again. “and he helps, too. i’m glad that you have him,” he looks back at his friend, holding his breath and sorting through his thoughts. the ‘used to’ is definitely noted. “healing... is long. and difficult. it’s no picnic. and, uh... y’know, what’s important is that you’re trying. it’s— it’s all you can do,” he’s on edge over his words. “you’re a strong guy, phil.”
“don’t worry about that. i wanna be here for you as much as i can.”
adeladydarling :
Adelaide’s cheeks went pink at her friend’s words, leaning her head against his arm with a soft sigh of content. “You only say that because I’m the better cook.” Adelaide teased, wrinkling her nose at him as they turned onto the street of the apartment. “Still, I won’t stay too long.” Adelaide promised, biting her lip and looking back towards her feet. She was better at taking care of people than letting people take care of her. And though Bentley and Phil weren’t necessarily taking care of her, they had opened up their home to her, which even then was hard for Adelaide to accept.
laughing at her comment, bentley shakes his head and shrugs as much as he can with adelaide on his arm. “okay, it’s a fair argument, but that’s not the only reason,” he responds, light smile still on his face. “your cooking is great, by the way. i mean, i make a killer grilled cheese but that’s about it. you’re like on another level,” he leads them up to the apartment entrance, glancing at her shortly. “how long are you planning?” he doesn’t want her leaving too fast, but in the end, it’s up to her. they’ll both respect whatever decision she makes.
arealslice :
Megan glanced over at the man beside her, looking him up and down for a moment and quirking her brow at him. “Peachy keen jellybean.” Megan replied, taking her drink as it was sat in front of her, taking a sip of it and licking her lip. She welcomed the burn as she swallowed. It made her feel alive for once and not just like an empty shell wandering around. “You get used to drunk pigs trying to manhandle you after working as a server for so long.”
even with the burn of alcohol on his tongue, he feels a little awkward with the way she looks him over. it’s just how he is as a person, and it won’t be dwelled on. what matters is that she’s alright. he would’ve stepped in if he’d caught it quick enough or if it had lasted a second longer. she had put an end to it in an instant. that won’t keep him from glancing over periodically. he nods, stiffly, and takes a breath before responding. “i... i don’t see how or why they get away with it.”
adeladydarling :
“He’s a very good guy.” Adelaide confirmed, looking down at her feet with a small smile. She fought back the slight blush that threatened to take over her expression and she looked back up at her friend. “I like being there. I promise I won’t stay for too long, I don’t want to be a burden on either of you two. But it’s nice to not go home to an empty apartment.”
“ah c’mon, you don’t have to worry about any of that,” he assures her with a shake of his head. there’s no way she’d ever become a burden on either of them. “stay for as long as you want. really. having you around is great.”
arealslice :
Of course, on her one of her few nights off this week, Megan was still at a bar, this time being served drinks instead of serving them. She made her way towards the counter, her nose wrinkling in disgust as an older, very drunk man wrapped his arm around her waist to try and tug her closer. Megan shoved him away with practiced ease, her look of disgust still on her face, continuing towards the bar and leaning against the counter. “Whiskey on the rocks please.” She told the bartender, tossing her dark locks over her shoulder and pursing her lips. “Make it a double.”
stinky pete’s is definitely a little sketchy. nothing in comparison to the underworld, but it’s still an unusual place to find bentley. when it comes to bars, the cadetina is his go-to, but it might be good for him to not lurk around there so much. although it’s likely only a thing of anxiety, he’d made the decision to not push it and simply visit the other bar tonight. out of the corner of his eye, he catches the scene, partially wincing at it himself. she then sits beside him. swallowing the bitter amber liquid, he places his glass back down. “you okay?”
a shrug rolls from his shoulders, small smile on his face. “so do i,” he says, a couple people popping into mind. the group and everyone in it, a couple other he’s spoken to here and there. “phil’s got a good heart. great guy,” he nods in agreement. “i’m glad he did, too. it’s nice having you around. and the dogs love it too.”
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consideritmyhighesthonor :
“ I’LL WILL IT TO WORK out that way, ” he said, adding a laugh. willing things never worked, but phil liked to think the thought counted. he pursed his lips together before he shook his head. “ i’m actually not sure why last night was so awful. ” he really needed to just lay it out for bentley, but he just never wanted anyone to worry about it. he could handle it. most of the time. and achilles was always right there to pick up the slack on what he couldn’t handle. but maybe he had to learn not to do things on his own.
“ sometimes you need the extra coffee. but then again, even that might not even help. you having trouble sleeping? stress at work? ” he nodded a bit when he said night walks were nicer. they really helped too. maybe he could even just step out for a bit when he was having a rough night to clear his head. “ yeah night walks are really nice. ” he sighed out of his nose before he looked at bentley. “ sometimes i get the nightmares after times of stress. with all the stuff with my dad i’d have thought they’d have come earlier, but then maybe the stuff with rich was enough of a distraction, but it just happened really bad last night. ”
bentley gives a nod. it’s maybe a little more stiff than he’d been hoping, but if he’s lucky enough, his friend won’t think anything of it. he’ll take phil’s word. awful nights are the work of the devil. he feels for him. laying there, restlessly, all hours of the night until past daybreak without a single wink; a terrible feeling. not too often does it happen to bentley, but those nights where his anxiety wells and spirals— it’s the most horrible thing. he feels bad. “you think tonight’ll be better at all?”
“fair point. no, no, not really. i don’t know what it is. nothing worth worrying over, really. sure it was just some sort’a fluke,” he won’t be making too big of a deal of it. although if it happens again, the story may be different. the topic shifts to something far more serious, and bentley realizes he’s being given an explanation. phil’s laying it out for him. “i... i know there’s kinds of treatments out there... to— to reduce them, but it’s a hard thing to tackle,” he’s trying to choose his words carefully— something he’s most times terrible at. “y’know, phil, if you ever need someone when it gets bad like that, i’m only... only a room away.”
adeladydarling :
Adelaide was thankful he didn’t finish that thought. She already knew what it’d be. It was one of his first thoughts when both Rich and Phil had left. Rich and Phil came back though. Travis wasn’t going to come back. She closed her eyes tightly at the pain that washed over her. It still hurt to think about, but she was getting better. Very, very slowly. She reached for Bentley’s hand, grasping it and entwining their fingers together with a shaky sigh. “Yeah… Lady should have a new friend.” She agreed, tucking her face into his shoulder and letting out another shaky breath.
even at thirty three years, he’s unable to keep his mouth shut. after everything he’d been through, getting tangled into that big, unspoken of mess, one would think he’d know how to keep a thought to himself. none of this is helping adelaide right now. he sighs softly, letting their fingers lace. “do you have a favourite breed?” he asks, hoping to keep the topic of conversation going. or anything light, really.
whirrrbleep :
“ PERFECT, THIS’LL WORK SMOOTHLY WITH you cheering, ” he said, grinning. truth be told, it was probably more of a stealth ( after hours ) mission, but cheers when it all was done would be the perfect motivation he needed to get it done at the time. honestly, just promise that bentley backed him and would be there was all the motivation he needed. it probably was a little silly, considering all he was doing was re-setting games and offering discounts in a huge blow out, but still, the fact bentley was cheering in his court was egging him on. if this hypothetical situation where han sought revenge would come to pass, he’d know he’d carry it out.
working through the sudden awkward, rich smiled up at the stars and focused on finding the constellations he knew to point some out to maybe keep talking, but thankfully bentley changed the subject before that started. “ oh god, honestly thank you, noted. how did rhi take it? ” she’d been really excited for it he remembered. and he remembered her exact thinking was “ragnarok was good, murder on the orient express was good, star wars has to round out the trilogy of goodness” and now he was starting to doubt it did in her opinion. “ though, if i’m being honest with you, i haven’t watched one all the way through since the phantom menace. so my condolences to you for having to go. ”
lips curving upwards into a grin, he nods his head. it gives him a good feeling. although it’s all over something so simple, that really seems to be tradition, at least for bentley. he’s been known to blow things into bigger proportion than necessarily needed. some would call that dramatic, but he doesn’t mean for it to be. all he can say is that he’s relieved rich doesn’t think so. the idea of it all; han’s revenge, rich resetting all of the machines and booming business, it’s all still just a thought. but that doesn’t mean bentley isn’t already looking forward to it. “good. we’ll get a glimpse into his competition with the air hockey, too.”
he inhales, then gives a chuckle. mostly to fill the silence. the film disappointed rhi, which is unfortunate, especially because of how much she’d been looking forward to it. parts of it also seemed to be close to home. he could pick up on that. friends of bentley’s are well informed of what he thinks of the sequels, so the difference was that he expected to come out disappointed. he shakes his head. “we went back home to watch somethin’ good after; that new thor one that she likes. she didn’t seem amazed, which, y’know, kinda sucks. considering how excited she’d been,” he explains, glancing back inside. “see, that’s the thing, they should’a just left the trilogy as it was... i’d rather watch a prequel— i’d rather the phantom menace, than one’a these new ones.”
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