STARBOY;

“HE TASTES LIKE MISERY AND SMOKE AND THE DESPERATE REGRET OF A LOST AND BROKEN MAN HE TASTES LIKE BLOOD AND ICE"

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bxmxwll:

There was so much left to learn and tell each other, one reason that it seemed his absence had burned within her soul. It meant that there was a chance for something magical and something she would never find out because of her being placed in this town. But here he was and the chance to finally learn all the ins and outs gave her a new excitement for life and happiness she couldn’t place. Just as she was about to open her mouth to speak, she found her words stolen by someone familiar. It was two of their neighbors, seeming to rush to the first piece of meat they could find. She didn’t like the way their eyes wandered over Parker, the way their body language blocked her out as if she wasn’t there. But just like that his arm was around her waist and she was pressed into his side. Bex couldn’t help but sigh happily, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. She was questioned why she never mentioned her husband, a nervous laugh slipping from parted lips as she explained that no one asked her. “I think we could swing by to it later, right now we have some catching up to do”, she silenced the women. She took Parker’s hand, ushering them around and away from the neighbors all together. “Told you about them, they looked like they would lick chocolate off you if I wasn’t standing right there.”

parker’s eyebrows raised with every second of the interaction. these women were everything that would you imagine in a small town. they were about to bust out the welcome wagon before bexley smoothly intervened, steering them away from the conversation and back into the crowd. “c’mon, it wasn’t that bad.” his gaze dropped down to her features, a laugh slipping from his lips at her expression. “okay, it was. but you have nothing to worry about with the stepford wives of north carolina. i much prefer my own.” his words were teasing and he punctuated them with a kiss to her hair, his fingers squeezing in her own. “okay. show me what i’ve been missing all these months.”

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bxmxwll:

“Bali? Is that where you want to do our hiding out? Or are you looking for an excuse to get me into a bikini more?”, she teased, gently nudging him with her hip. The idea of living abroad, away from this world sounded amazing. But at the same time, it sounded vaguely like what exactly they had here. It was a chance away from everything they had known to run away from the bad guys in their lives. This was their Bali, minus the tropical drinks. Instead there were warm sands and quaint little shops. Bexley elbowed him lightly, before realizing there was still so much they didn’t know about each other. “I’ve been dancing since I was three years old, actually”, she confessed, the smallest of blushes crashing over ivory skin. They turned onto the street, lined side to side with quiet vendors for the many local events. Today’s was the farmer’s market once more and Bexley’s favorite. She heard her name over the noise, drawing her eyes over to a pair of older red headed women rushing their way. “These are some of our neighbors, they’re the most obnoxious.”

“i mean, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.” parker had never really seen himself getting out of hell’s kitchen. but then again, he had never seen himself meeting someone like bexley. though, bail or not, it didn’t matter where he was, as long as it meant having bex by his side. the small hint of information intrigued parker. she’s full of little surprises and he loves it. there’s still so much that they have to uncover about each other, so many secrets that they had left to keep surprising each other with. before parker could glance around, or even get his bearings about him, two ladies are rushing towards him like he’s the first man they’ve ever seen. the pair are gushing, giving him once overs and an interrogation that the fbi would envy. “lovely to meet you two. my name is james and i know that you’ve met my beautiful wife, allison.” he draws her in, sliding his hand around her waist, a show for the two neighbours but an intimate gesture for her. “y’know, a barbecque sounds nice. what do you think, babe?”

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an appreciative laugh spilled from his lips, his eyes glancing over at her in wonder. bexley had these moments that took him by surprise, these little surprises that he loved. "wow, let's just go on the run. fight 'em off as they come. i think bali could do us some good." he squeezed her hand, feeling like he must have been a saint in a past life to get this life. "i didn't pick it. the dentistry practice had an opening here and it was convenient." he had the same inquiries for the agents that had picked him up but they had it all planned out. "more than ready. a dance teacher though, huh? can you actually dance or do you have two left feet and they're totally off on the professions?"

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bxmxwll:

There was nothing in her mind that could top this past half a week. She was lost and in love with the one person she knew was the other half of her soul. It made pretending to be Allison Johnson something easy, because all she had to do was put a name to her own life. She was in love with a boy who made her world a better place, that was something that was no different than Bexley herself. She had been hesitant to go venturing out into the public eye just yet, wanting to keep Parker all to herself for as long as she could. But even she could admit the pull of a milkshake after these days of vigorous exercise was impossible to resist. Plus, it didn’t hurt than she wanted to show off the nooks and hidden gems she had found in her time here. “Oh”, she called out hearing his voice echo over the tile, bringing an instant smirk to her face as she emerged from the closet, “something tells me you’d be a silver fox.” She pulled the ratted old baseball cap over her messy locks before finally crossing the room to gasp his hands. “Okay, Newb, let’s go show off my husband. Remember your cover for why you’ve been gone?”

amusement coloured his features as she stepped into the kitchen, finally, and he found his eyes running up her figure before he slipped his hand into hers. she was beautiful, like she always was. but there was something about the way she wore that baseball cap and his sweater that made him wish that he could sear into his memory. part of him was debating just taking her back into the bedroom again, allowing himself to get lost in her instead of having to face the real world. but they’d have to do it eventually and if he didn’t pop the question now, he might just chicken out. “here’s hoping. otherwise it’s going to be a miserable lifetime for you.” he pressed a simple kiss to her lips, lingering on the familiar taste before drawing back, keys clutched in his hand. he locked up behind the two of them, still finding it hard to grasp that this was their home now. “all those darn dentistry conventions just kept me on the road. —— do you really think people are gonna believe that?”

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the past few days had been more blissful than he could have ever imagined. they hadn’t been inseparable, tearing away from each other only when necessary. he had learned every contour of her body all over again, become familiar with all the intricacies of her that he had missed. now that they were reacquainted and intimately familiar with every surface of their new house, they had figured that it was time to go explore the town they had been dropped in. his fingers flexed around the box in his pocket, nervousness prompting him to tap his fingers relentlessly on the kitchen island. he had bought it just before she had been whisked away and had buried it away when he had come to the realization that she wasn’t going coming back, the sight of it too painful for him to bear. it was one of the few possessions he had made sure to grab from his apartment with the limited time he had and after these past few days, he knew it had been the right decision. still, he worried that what he had planned wouldn’t live up to what she deserved & that thought had kept him up, meticulously laying out all the details in his head for once in his life. “bex, come on.” he was going to burst out of his skin if he didn’t get up and get moving, a trait left over from when he was a kid. “i’m getting old and grey out here.”

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there had always been a weight on his chest. it had felt like he had been holding the weight of the world since his father had died, felt like it was the curse he had left him. but he had never felt lighter before in his life and it made him see that he might just have a shot at the life he had secretly wanted. the grin on his lips dropped as soon as the thought had left her lips, his grip on the side of the tub tightening. those months had been filled with more darkness than he was sure he could handle, in every way. guilt still rose in his chest at the mention but he forced it back down, forced his eyes to her. “i swear to you, no one will ever hurt you again.“ his eyes didn’t leave her vibrant ones for a second, trying to convey all that he couldn’t with words. "and for as long as i live, you won’t be alone again.”

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the o'briens had never been all that into religion. the people they worked with used masses as their front, something about the air of a church meaning nothing could go wrong. parker had never believed in god himself. there had been no proof for him. not until bexley walked into his life, the only sign he could see that had been heaven sent. he had thought that it had all been taken away from him when she had vanished. but some way, somehow, they had been brought back together and he wasn’t going to waste that opportunity. if that meant finally having to come head to head with the vulnerabilities that lay within, with the feelings that he had for her, so be it. he gathered the hand cupping his face in his own palm, the gentlest of kisses brushed over her knuckles. “well, regardless, i’m a lucky man.”

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after everything they had been through in the city, the triviality of suburban life seemed like nothing. they had endured more than any other normal couple would have in such a short amount of time and it had only made him stronger. parker couldn't imagine that anything in a town like this could change that. "if this is your way of finding out what the surprise could be, it's working. you're gonna kill me one day." their bodies pressed together, the water rippling underneath them and still just as warm as before. it was a perfect moment, even he could see that. he tucked a wet strand of hair behind her ear, a hand gently cupping her cheek. "are you asking as mrs. johnson or the future mrs. o'brien?"

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bxmxwll:

Scarlett’s grin fell ever so slightly, not at the joke, but at the unknowing truth behind the worlds. The soccer moms were more than she expected and he was handsome, fresh, and built like a machine. It was only a matter of time before they began to try and stake claim in her man. Not an idea that Bexley particularly enjoyed. “No soccer moms or stay at home moms, ever. Nope”, she insisted stubbornly, even shaking her head vigorously. “Besides, I don’t think there’s many of them who can keep up. I mean you’re kind of a stallion in bed”, she teased, turning the tables to try and seethe blush creep up onto his skin. “Mystery? Do you have some idea forming and you’ve only been here an hour?”, she gasped rather excitedly. The surprises he had given her in the past were some of the greatest things she had gotten or had done for her. It made her appreciate just how exactly romantic he could be when he was ready. “I love you”, she repeated, lips brushing against his own with each mumbled word. This was heaven, even if it was in the middle of their own little purgatory.

parker’s mouth had gotten him into trouble countless times before. words slipped out of his own volition and never in the way that he intended. he didn’t see that stopping anytime soon, especially after he made a poorly received joke. his hands smoothed over her back, an attempt to ease the tension that had jolted her body momentarily. “okay, i like where that sentiment’s going.” he chuckled, always pleasantly surprised at whatever was popping into her head. “don’t i always? you just gotta wait and see, you’re not getting any hints out of me.” he hoped to god that he could pull that off but he knew her methods of persuasion and he’s only a mere mortal. his finger fell under her chin, keeping her lips close to his. “i think that’s the best thing anyone’s ever said to me.”

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the thought of her, long tanned legs and blonde hair laying in the yard, head in his lap. sitting on the porch in a middle of a thunderstorm. maybe an inkling here or there of secrets whispered to the life growing in her stomach. they were startling thoughts for him, a picture of domesticity that he had never seen but had always wanted deep down. the image of bexley at these barbecues, someone so vibrant at something so quaint made him smile. “i wouldn’t be surprised if we had neighbours knocking within the hour.” he let his fingers trail down naked skin, pressing in some spots of her body gently. “i’ll keep that in mind. i also plan on keeping you in bed for at least a day but after that let’s go out and look around.”

“Probably, but we’re not answering the door because I’m not sharing you”, she mused teeth sinking down into her bottom lip. His fingers were one of many things she had missed in all these weeks apart. The way his calluses seemed to accentuate the sensuality of his little touches, even the most innocent. “A day? O’Brien, are you getting soft on me?”, she asked with a playful growl, her own fingers running along his toned thighs. Life in front of them was going to be interesting and very unknown. She didn’t have her hospital to hide in and he didn’t have his fighting, they were a blank canvas ready to color in together. Bex had no idea what she wanted in life anymore, other than for it to involve Parker for the rest of their hopefully long lives.

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“don’t want to share me with the stay at home moms just yet?” his grin borders on shit eating, knowing that’ll earn a glare his way. but it’s fun to tease her. he likes to watch the way her cheeks heat up when she’s flustered and the clearing of her throat when she’s about to say something important. “excuse me, maxwell. will you let me have some mystery on this honeymoon? i have to make the johnsons’ proud.” he planned on making use of the bedroom as much as possible, that much was obvious. but he wanted to plan something for her, a gesture of appreciation for how she had accepted him and this ridiculous proposition. not just anyone would agree to this, to selflessly give up everything and not ask for anything in return. he was going to do whatever it took to make sure that she knew how grateful he is for that, for her.

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the water was luxury on freshly bruised skin. he didn’t often take baths, choosing to keep them to his time with bexley and his muscles were paying the price. “it wouldn’t be the suburb experience until we go to a barbecue or two. but fuck, they’re going to be annoying, aren’t they?” his lips rested on the top of her head, a smile ghosting over damp curls. “it’s not a bad thing. I’ve thought about what it’d be like for us to go all the way. but if this is your way of saying you don’t want full blow compliment, i’m not into it.” he was playing off her words, a teasing tone colouring every word. “i was kind of miserable without you honestly. it was the gym and home and tony’s and back again.” there was also the matter of taking care of her assault but it was better not to mention that. “d'you like it here?”

“I’ve already been to three barbecues, actually. And yes, they’re going to be very annoying. I have a feeling I’m not going to enjoy introducing you to the girls in the cul de sac”, she sighed, wet fingers drawing random patterns into his bruised skin. She had of course made friends with the people around her, she had to in order to keep her cover. Being the odd person who never spoke to anyone or waved on the morning run was only going to point to something suspicious. A much brighter and surprised smile creeped up onto her lips, questioning whether or not he just admitted to thinking about marrying her one day. “I mean, I’m not saying that I would throw the ring back in your face or run away from you the day of our wedding”, she teased, now unable to think of anything other than being called Mrs. Bexley O’Brien. Who knew she could start to fall in love with the idea of her cover? Bex didn’t like the idea of him being miserable, didn’t like the idea of him anything other than happy and healthy with her. “It’s nice here, it’s a change. It’s no city and it’s not my home, but we could of been placed in much more boring places and much worse houses. It was very lonely here, I mean everyone jumped to get to know the new neighbor but you weren’t here.”, she confessed, letting herself sink down into the steaming water. “But you’re here now, I could maybe see myself growing to like it.”

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the thought of her, long tanned legs and blonde hair laying in the yard, head in his lap. sitting on the porch in a middle of a thunderstorm. maybe an inkling here or there of secrets whispered to the life growing in her stomach. they were startling thoughts for him, a picture of domesticity that he had never seen but had always wanted deep down. the image of bexley at these barbecues, someone so vibrant at something so quaint made him smile. “i wouldn’t be surprised if we had neighbours knocking within the hour.” he let his fingers trail down naked skin, pressing in some spots of her body gently. “i’ll keep that in mind. i also plan on keeping you in bed for at least a day but after that let’s go out and look around.”

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parkersisms:

it had taken years for parker to settle into his life, to get everything lined up in the way that he liked it. he had his routine established, he had the right people training him & it had been working for him. but if he had anything to learn from these past months, it was that his life now was going to be full of things that he couldn’t anticipate. and with bexley on his side, that seemed less daunting than it ever had. “i think that can be arranged.” he settled in behind her, a method already in place for squeezing them both into the tub. “i’ll hold you to it.” he pressed a kiss to her neck, craning down to make up for the height difference that was evident even now. “c’mon, we got this. how hard can it be to be married?”

There was something familiar about settling into the warm water, lights dimmed, and Parker’s arms catching her. It reminded her of things before they got complicated. Their big romance began in a bathtub, a place where they both could be honest and open with one another. It didn’t hurt that it was also the place where he made her scream out his name in a fit of passion. “Well, you’d be shocked at how nosey the suburban women are. Like I had three women at my door step the day they moved me in, you know? They brought over food and wine like they were going to be my friend, but they more wanted to know everything about my life”, she grumbled, letting her head rest back on his shoulder. “Is it bad that I kind of like the idea of finding it out what it would be like to be married to you? Finding out what kind of husband you are without the full blown commitment”, Bex had to admit it was something she was curious about. It was a chance to get to see a whole new side of Parker, to discover the growth their relationship could have. “Tell me everything I misses”, she asked gently, fishing his fingers form the water.

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the water was luxury on freshly bruised skin. he didn't often take baths, choosing to keep them to his time with bexley and his muscles were paying the price. "it wouldn't be the suburb experience until we go to a barbecue or two. but fuck, they're going to be annoying, aren't they?" his lips rested on the top of her head, a smile ghosting over damp curls. "it's not a bad thing. I've thought about what it'd be like for us to go all the way. but if this is your way of saying you don't want full blow compliment, i'm not into it." he was playing off her words, a teasing tone colouring every word. "i was kind of miserable without you honestly. it was the gym and home and tony's and back again." there was also the matter of taking care of her assault but it was better not to mention that. "d'you like it here?"

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bxmxwll:

It was no lie that the lush suburban home the agents had dropped them into were steps up from both of their apartments located deep within the city. None of them could of had a bathroom like this, a soaking tub beckoning them for more soaks together to talk out the little problems that had arose. She could admit that the entire city was somewhat of a step up from the city, but that didn’t mean she didn’t miss the little homes they had made together. Now it was a challenge. They were going to have to learn to be a new couple, learn to be a married couple, learn to be new people, and learn to live together in such a short amount of time. “Oh, I would very much like my honeymoon right now”, she cooed, fingers leaving trails along his bare skin. “I probably should of updated my lingerie supply, but I was a little blind sided by my new husband”, she teased, leaning back against the wall of the tub. She flipped the water on, letting the warm splash against her legs before reaching to wall switches in order to dim the above lights. “Really think we can pull this off?”

it had taken years for parker to settle into his life, to get everything lined up in the way that he liked it. he had his routine established, he had the right people training him & it had been working for him. but if he had anything to learn from these past months, it was that his life now was going to be full of things that he couldn’t anticipate. and with bexley on his side, that seemed less daunting than it ever had. “i think that can be arranged.” he settled in behind her, a method already in place for squeezing them both into the tub. “i’ll hold you to it.” he pressed a kiss to her neck, craning down to make up for the height difference that was evident even now. “c’mon, we got this. how hard can it be to be married?”

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bxmxwll:

“Is that why I always woke up to you more clothed than when I fell asleep?” The thought of the fact that they were going to be playing the newly wedded couple in their first ever home was something that was a little overwhelming. It even meant that they’d need to make up an excuse for the month that he had been absent from their new little life. That was on the back of her mind, allowing herself to simply get lost in this moment. His arms were around her again, her forehead pressed to his. “Billy and Allison Johnson, could our names be any more boring”, she teased, fingertips gently trailing along the strong lines of his jaw. “What a shame, we’re married and did not get to enjoy the honeymoon. Where do you think Billy and Allison went?”

“i needed protection from all those elements that i was exposed to.” the task of filling in for a married couple still seemed daunting. they had just said ‘i love you’ to each other and here they were expected to be thrown directly into the throes of married life. the house was littered with little domesticities that he wasn’t familiar with but he knew that he had bexley to work through that with and felt a little more at ease. he nudged the door to the bathroom open, noting already that it was a stark improvement from his set up back in new york. with a kiss to her lips, he was setting her down, fingers pushing back a strand of hair as he allowed his eyes to travel the face that he had gone so long without. “we’re straight out of the brady bunch. i mean, we can get started on the honeymoon right now.” his hands travelled down to her frame, gathering the fabric of the flannel shirt she had shrugged on and dropping it to the floor carefully. “hopefully they’re getting an actual honeymoon out of the deal.”

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figures were still looming behind them in their not so distant past, the ghosts that he left behind bound to catch up. but before he could even begin to worry about that, kisses are lavished on him and everything else is banished from his mind. "oh, i know about the covers. do you know how many times i've woken up practically dying of hypothermia?" this side of parker was rarely ever seen but with her, laughter came easily in a way that it never had before. he was quick to break the kiss, regrettably, but a grin was starting to spread over his lips as he slid his hands underneath her. her legs were swung over his arms, bridal style, as he took his first steps in the direction of the bathroom. "if we're newly weds, we're going to do it right."

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this was the first time he could say that he had ever felt this way about anyone. the thought of commitment, of this steadfast devotion, had never been of any interest to parker. he hadn’t been aware of the change. it just hit him one day, that he wondered if she was tucking the hair behind her hair like she always did when she smiled. it just hit him that he loved her. “i don’t know.” the glint in his eye is mischievous, a lip curving upwards. “living with you is going to be pretty unbearable.” he trails another kiss over her lips. “i don’t know how i’m going to do it.”

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A laugh actually escaped his lips as she asked the question. He watched her eyes widen imperceptibly and a flush appear on silk skin and there was no doubt in his mind. In that moment, the notion that any doubt could even appear between the two of them seemed insane. He found himself crossing the distance between them, lips intermingling, the feeling that he'd missed the most. "You are absolutely the most obviously person I know." The words were mumbled against open lips, stealing her breath against his. They're said in the heat of the moment with the intimacy of something that was going to last. "I love you."