smartest guy in the room

It's not arrogance when I know I'm the smartest guy in the room. It's a fact. [1x1 RP BLOG]

[smartestguyintheroom-leon]

helenadumas:

“If I agree to spend a good amount of time with you, chances are we’ll be killing each other before you know it.” She mocked, although deep down she had missed him, and would pretty much like it if he was around more often. What the fuck was happening to her? “It’s okay.” Len shrugged it off, knowing he had no obligation to stay with her while she was healing. “That was awful.” She chuckled, shaking her head and then beckoning for him to follow her inside the small house. “Nana?” She called her grandma when she walked back inside. “Un ami est ici, viens le recounter.” She spoke a bit louder, using her mother language. The old lady came in from the kitchen, her gray hair in a perfectly trimmed bob and sporting her bright colored clothes. She looked like a older version of Helena, hazel eyes and still skinny as a twig. “Qu’est-ce?” She asked and her eyes went wide when she saw León. “Oh, very handsome.” The woman grinned widely, her accent thick and making Len roll her eyes. “Your.. petit ami? Uh.. c’e, boyfriend?” Her grandma asked and Helena shook her head right away. “Grandma, no, stop.” She warned the woman. “This is León, he’s a friend from America.” She glanced at him with a tiny smile. “This is my grandma, Constance Dumas.”

“I’d rather we’re kissing each other than killing each other though,” León replied cheekily, “What? My grandma is also a wild european lady,” he chuckled though there was an underlying soft smile thinking about his grandmother. Grabbing his carry-on from the floor, he followed Helena inside where her grandma greeted them. “Ah, tu es trop gentil,” he smiled hearing her calling him handsome, “Kindness that surely you don’t inherit to Helena, she’s always so mean to me,” He let out a chuckle at the older woman’s words but didn’t really denying nor confirming her boyfriend comment about him. “Nice to meet you Mrs. Dumas,” León greeted Helena’s grandmother and could easily see the resemblance between the two, “Just a small thing from my business trip,” León said as he pulled a bottle of wine from his duffel bag with his usual charming smile on his face, “You have a really lovely home,” he added, looking around, paying a compliment to the house.

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helenadumas:

That reaction was new even to her, Len didn’t expect to have missed him at all and to be so happy that he was there. But she way. Which meant time to go back to her usual ways. León made it impossible, though, holding her tightly and whispering to her, making Helena close her eyes for a moment and just breath in his scent. Pulling back quickly, she hugged herself for a moment and then widened her eyes when she saw the bouquet. “What? You attending a retreat to turn men into gentlemen?” She mocked, picking the flowers and bringing close to her face so she could smell them. “Thank you.” Len whispered when he kissed her forehead and went up on her tip toes to steal a peck from his lips. “Much better, thank God. I’m free from the cast and crutches, now only some physical therapy.” She explained. “I gotta ask though.. You do know my family is right behind that door, right? French speaking grandparents, my grandma was an opera singer so the lady is wild…”

When Helena suddenly pulling back from his hug, León actually smirked a little, that’s more like Helena he thought to himself. “Well if you agree to spent an actual good amount of time with me, you’ll realize that I do have few charming moments you know,” he answered her by joking playfully.  León nod his head hearing the updates of her leg, “That’s good, sorry I wasn’t around,” he said, actually felt bad for leaving as soon as they arrived at Eureka. “Wild old french lady is my favorite,” he nod his head with his usual charming smirk.

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helenadumas:

Len had been sipping tea with her grandmother when she heard her phone ringing in the living room. She was home again; Eureka was home too, but being in Lille, where she was born, with her grandparents, speaking her father’s language… That was home. France was home. And part of her - ok, half of her - wished León had taken up on her offer to come with. Maybe if hadn’t been a direct offer, sure, but in her own defense, Helena was still freaking out about how well things were going between them, how present León was in her life now. Making a full on invite freaked her out, even if she wanted him to come along. She picked the device up without even looking at the screen. “Hello.” She said absentmindedly and couldn’t even hold back the smile that grew on her face when she heard his greeting. Until he continued speaking. “Outside?” Len asked confused. 

With her phone still to her ear, Helena went to the door and stepped outside of her grandparents’ house, stopping abruptly at the porch when she saw León standing there. “What… What are you doing here?” She ended the call and shoved the phone back in her pocket, walking to him slowly in disbelief. “I thought you were working.” Len tried not to smile, but she’d missed him. Way more than she wanted to admit. And she went straight to him, hugging his waist tightly. “Hi.” she whispered with a huge smile on her face.

León was standing in front of the door with his usual smirk waiting for Helena to open the door and when he saw the sight of the blonde girl, his smirk turned into a somewhat more sincere smile, though it quickly turned into a surprise one when Helena suddenly hugging him, not that he hated it, he just didn’t expect it from Helena, he thought she’s still trying to deny whatever attraction that they might’ve felt for each other. “Hi,” he returned her whisper as he hugged her tighter, burying his face in her hair for few seconds before he pulled back. “I was working,” he nodded, “But I couldn’t pass up the invitation to see you,” he said to her before handing her a bouquet of flower he hid behind his back all this time, “For you,” he smiled and pressed a small kiss on her forehead, “How’s your leg?” he asked since he hadn’t been able to make sure she’s recovered fully before he had to leave Eureka.

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helenadumas:

“Oh.” She said simply. It made sense. Not that she thought León cared about those reports, but now she knew he had constant access to what she was doing, every little thing that related to their project. “I refused to pay for something I could get for free.” Len arched an eyebrow at him, that smirk of his making her grin involuntarily. When he paused, her smile grew wider, and she scooted closer. “You were what? Jealous?” She provoked, sighing softly at the feeling of him playing with her hair. It was soothing, relaxing, and also surprising. “I do.” Helena nodded, face merely inches from his as she wrapped an arm around his on her waist. “I’m not feeling good here, with the cast and all.” She explained. “But we can stay until tomorrow morning and then we’ll go. You can be my nurse back home.” She teased. “Sounds good?”

“Is that your way of saying you want a date with me, Miss Dumas?” he asked her with his usual teasing manner. “I said uneasy, not jealous, don’t get any ideas,” he continued teasing her, though his smile probably said other things. “I can’t stay for too long,” he sounded almost apologetic, “I have, uh, business trip coming up in three days,” he told Helena, “But I can stay until I have to go,” he added again.

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@helenadumas

León approached the address he procured earlier after Helena jokingly offered him to come and visit her at her grandparents’ place, he knew she probably didn’t really expect him to showed up, but he liked to surprised her and keep her on her toes, beside the offer does come in a very convenient time, he was just finishing a job in Paris and spending time with Helena might be the perfect alibi for him to not go back to Eureka just yet while he wait for the buyer to take the item from him, as usual, he didn’t care about the item nor the money, he just missed the thrill of breaking into a super secured museum and fool everyone else. Beside, he also missed the feisty blonde, he hadn’t see much of her since Hawaii because he needed to go on his little business trip, so while this could also be a big risk, he couldn’t help herself. “Hey,” he said on the phone to Helena, “Can you come outside for a sec?” he asked her.

[smartestguyintheroom-leon]

helenadumas:

Helena let out a low squeal when León grabbed the shirt and pulled her to him, making her fall flat on top of all the clothes, wincing. “Ow, be careful with my leg.” She protested, bending her leg up on the bed and tiredly giving in, laying next to him but with a frown on her eyebrows as he spoke. “If you don’t have Instagram, how did you even know I had Zach with me in the first place?” She pointed out, arching a daring eyebrow at him and then rolling her eyes when he mentioned the auction. “I refused to pay for a date with you, I told you that.” He was right, though, it was for charity and she couldn’t quite complain if she didn’t bid on him, but Helena wasn’t about to give him that win. “No! Just help me pack, I wanna go home. I miss Oddie, my mom, my bed…” Len admitted with a sigh, looking at him under hooded eyes. “Stop calling him that. And don’t ever talk to me like that again, like I was about to let anyone, ever, mess with my work.” She spoke seriously, but not mad anymore. “It offends me and it’s unfair. And I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t like it either if you had come with me and someone else was calling you a boy toy and doubting my professionalism.” She added with a soft shrug, subconsciously reaching for the collar of his shirt to set it in place. 

Ignoring Helena’s words, León casually wrapped his arm around her waist instead, “I have reports on all the posts made by our bloggers, of course I know,” he told her how he know about her friend, “Well my point exactly, if you bid on me, then I wouldn’t have to go on a date with someone else. Or you know, you could just tell me if you want a date yourself,” León said teasingly with a small smirk on his face. A small sigh escaped his lips, “I wasn’t doubting your professionalism, I was...” he paused as he gently played with her blonde hair, “Let’s just say, uneasy about it,” he put it nicely without admitting he might’ve been jealous or bothered by the idea of her being with someone else. “Do you really want to go home? Stay with me for few more days, your friend can use my private plane to go home...” he said, trying to get Helena to stay with him for few more extra days.

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helenadumas:

“Oh, you do not value your life enough, it’s like you’re asking me to kick you in the face.” Helena could not believe him, or how irritated he made her. She wasn’t one to get riled up fast, if ever, but León just got on her nerves so easily. “Is that supposed to make me feel better? Because honestly it only makes me madder that you knew that and didn’t apologize for being a complete asshole to me that day. Like I even owed you any explanation.” She quipped, shaking his head in disbelief. The angrier she got, the more she tried to focus on her packing, only now she’d stopped folding and was just shoving stuff inside her bag so she could leave as quickly as possible. She only stopped for a moment to glare at him when he said it would be great if he could own her. “I’m definitely not meant to be owned, I’m a person. Infuriating? Frustrating? Do you even hear yourself? I’m gonna start recording you because you’re unbelievable..” She let out a string of curses in French under her breath. But as León continued to talk, Helena stopped for a moment, looking at him with legitimate confusion in her eyes. Had he…No, that was not possible. “Really? What about that stupid bitch parading you around on Instagram as if you were a pair of new Louboutin pumps?” She spilled, regretting instantly how jealous she sounded, and picking up one of her shirts, hitting him with it. “And stop making yourself so comfortable on my bed.”

The more León watched Helena fussing about and yelling at him, the more he wanted to pull her and kiss her senseless, but he realized that action might warrant him a hard smack on his head, probably with her cast, so he tried to restraint himself as best as he could, instead he let Helena cursed and yell until she finished. He caught the shirt she used to hit him and using it to pulled her towards him to join him in the bed, “One, I just found out about the girlfriend after my date nicely pointed out to me. Two, I don’t have instagram and I don’t know what she actually posted on hers, three the date was for charity, remember? She bid on me and won, I did ask you if you bid on me but you didn’t, so can you be mad for her winning? And if you must know the date was interrupted because I got a call about your accident and now I probably have to send her flowers for leaving early,” he pointed out to Helena with the smirk still firmly planted on his face, like nothing could fazed him, “Now could you, just for one minute, stop moving about?” he raised his eyebrow at Helena. “Maybe I said what I said because I thought you were parading your own boy toy like a pair of new Louboutins?” he threw her words back at her with a playful smirk.

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helenadumas:

“Yeah, sure. But you’re little genius boy and I’m just a crafty traveler.” She gave him an eye roll, starting to loosen up a bit as she finished folding her jeans and stuffing them in the bag. “I can’t relax with this shit weighing on my leg. I’d rather be home, be in my shop with decent French coffee and my mom.” Helena admitted shamelessly. But as he mentioned Zach again, she stopped holding and turned to him with disappointment in her eyes. “Seriously? Is that why you came all the way here, to say shit like that? You know it would hurt like a bitch if I kicked you in that pretty face with the cast on, right?” She asked, both angry and sad, afraid she could actually hear stuff like the words he’d texted her only a few days back. It bothered her deeply, not that he thought Zach was her boyfriend, but how he had spoken as if she didn’t take her job seriously and was just wasting time with some guy. “Zach’s family and very much taken. Oh yeah, and that guy you saw with me at the gala? That was my actual brother, we came out of the same hole.” She glared at him. “You have no feelings, just a huge ego and a creepy idea that you somehow own me. You don’t care about me or what I feel, at all.” She spoke resentful, turning her attention back to the clothes and taking a deep breath, suddenly feeling like she could cry at any moment. “A month.” She said simply. She hated it, she hated the cast, what had happened, ruining the trip. She hated that León was there and even more than she wanted him to be there. And she hated that she had almost drowned and died and he was there being his usual smug self.

“That I do,” he smirked more to Helena. Hearing Helena’s sudden outburst only made Leon smirked even more, “You’re so hot when you got all riled up and worked up like that, especially when you’re yelling at me,” he said, while his words seemed to be toying with Helena, his expression and his tone said otherwise, it sounded oddly sincere. “I know he has a girlfriend back in Eureka, one of the Whites, right?” his family had some business with the Whites of course, so he at least knew of them to an extent, “And I figured the guy at the gala wasn’t your serious anything, though I didn’t find out he’s your brother,” he paused and ran his fingers through his blonde hair, “I don’t think I own you,” he said and looked at her, “It would be great if I could,” he spoke candidly, after all he used to steal things he wanted even if it doesn’t belong to him, “But you’re not meant to be owned, you’re wild and free spirited, you’re loud and infuriating, and frustrating and damn it, you’re hot when you’re mad,” he laughed again though he shook his head, “I’m here to check up on you, Helena. You might think I have no feelings, but I wouldn’t come if it’s anyone else, so take that as you will..” He said still with his usual calmness as he lounged in her bed.

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helenadumas:

Helena arched an eyebrow at him, for a second unable to keep her lips from twisting up. But it was only a second, it was easy remembering why she was mad at him. “I do have a wide range of skills, but not that wide.” She said. “It was, but since I got hurt and I can’t actually surf, I did all my posts and I’m going home.” She said, unhappy about that. She hated that accident, she hated cutting the trip short for her and for Zach. Looking at him, Helena frowned when he picked up one of her tops and then plopped on the bed. “Comfortable there?” She rolled her eyes. “You do, since I don’t even believe you care in the first place.” Helena pointed out in a snarky comment, then looking at his hand on hers, freezing more second. He sounded genuinely concerned and it was… odd to the say the least. But for some reason, Helena liked it, she liked knowing he was worried. “I’m okay.” She nodded. “My ego, mostly.” The blonde scoffed, returning to her folding. “I got some bruising from hitting the rocks and I swallowed some water, but I’m fine.” She told him.

“Well I could’ve made that with a little this and that,” he pointed to Helena’s cast, and while it sounded like a joke to continued with their theme, he was serious about being able to make that. “You don’t have to come home, you can stay and enjoy the rest of the trip relaxing?” he suggested, “Though I would prefer if you send your guy friend home for this relaxing part since I’m here,” he gave Helena his usual smirk, knowing this probably would worked her up combined with his last remark. He obviously find out that the guy who came with Helena for this trip is just her friend and that he has a girlfriend back in Eureka, a model or something, he wasn’t sure. “I do care. Don’t hurt my feelings like that,” he said again, “Yeah, I’d figured you’d have a huge bruise on that ego, but at least you’re alright,” he was actually sounded sincere this time, “How long do you need to keep that?” he asked about the cast again.

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helenadumas:

When León pressed agaist the wall, Len gasped lightly against his lips, only then remembering she still had the bottle of champagne in one hand. And that she was wearing really high heels on which she stumbled slightly on as he moved her around. What the hell was she doing? She heaved when León finally broke the kiss and immediately palmed a hand on his chest, as if keeping him at a distance at least while she evened her breath. Helena shook lightly as he looked her in the eyes and couldn’t bring herself to look away for quite a while. When León tucked the strand of her hair behind her ear she almost chuckled, genuinely shocked that he could be such a sweet guy. “That’s… much better romcom-ing than cheesy words.” She teased, stepping out of his embrace swiftly and getting closer to the edge again. “It’s that when you kill me? Got what you wanted, now you can get rid of me?”

“I do have few tricks up might sleeves,” León whispered in respond to her teasing him, “And I have a lot more where that come from,” he added with a smile before he also put a distance between them when Helena stepped out of his embrace. “Na’ah,” he shrugged his shoulders, “I think I like having you around,” he said before he stole the champagne bottle from her hand, “Now, should we popped this open?”

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helenadumas:

Ugh, it was impossible to wipe that stupid smirk off his face. Maybe if Helena did slap him, it would go away. She simply rolled her eyes at his words and returned her focus to her clothes, going back to folding her t-shirts and piling them up in the bag. Sure, he’d come to check up on her, as if she believed that. “Of course I did, where do you think the cast came from?” Helena glared at him for a second, shaking her head. “Not much, I’m keeping the cast until I get to my doctor at home.” She explained and she didn’t even know what she was saying anything, it wasn’t any of his business. “Why do you care, anyways? It hasn’t affected my work here and the company knows I’m coming home tonight.” She said, visibly bothered that he had to see her that way and then sitting down, tired of standing, as she continued to fold her clothes.

“Well I heard you travelers can be pretty nifty,” León shrugged her shoulders, not even bothering with Helena’s sarcasm, “You’re packing? I thought your trip is still for few more days?” he eyed the pile of clothing and picked one, dangling it in the tip of his finger before he dropped himself on top of the bed, “Do I need a particular reason to care about you?” he raised his eyebrow a little, “Just stop folding for a second,” he stopped her by placing his hand on her arm, “Are you alright?” he asked her sincerely, “Did you hurt anything else beside the leg?” he asked again.

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colorsofcalista:

“Yes, well, I’m sure they can’t have high IQs if they do come to you,” said Calista with an amused smirk. Her smile quickly left her face, though, as he seemed to object to the idea of her having sex with someone. “Uh, so we’re allowed to talk about all the poor girls you get into bed but I have to pretend to be a virgin to protect your delicate sensibilities? And I’d sooner have a one night stand than find someone willing to date me, regardless of how happy I was. I’m high maintenance. I know that,” she said. “Name one friend that you think is good enough for me. Keep in mind I’d eventually have sex with him too,” she said now just mentioning her sex life to gross her brother out. “No. I’ll get all the information I need when I go in myself to have a look around and write my article.”

“Hey, what do you take me for? I don’t look for doe-eyed silly ditzy girls, and you should trust your brother more than to trust the rumors of me being a philandering playboy, when I’m not... When was the last time you see me with a girl?” he asked Calista. The last time he really had a girlfriend was Imogen, but then it crashed and burn before he went away gallivanting and stealing priceless arts all over the world, then there were few flings here and there, but not enough to be mentioned, not to mention all of this mostly just to keep up appearances while he doesn’t really care about it. “You were the one bringing it up, and look you might be this devil wears prada thing, all head bitch in charge or whatever kids these days calling it, but you’re still my baby sister, I would like for that image to not be tarnished by thinking that some dude once defiled you,” León exaggerated by quite a mile. “You know what? I’m not going to introduce you to my friends, all of them are pigs, you deserved better, seriously, what about that guy who owns the new tech company who just went by the office for the 30 under 30s profile?” he mentioned, “And when was that?” he asked.

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helenadumas:

There she was, doing the one thing she knew she shouldn’t be doing, for oh-so-many reasons. León was her boss, even if indirectly. And also a major player, she’d seen him smirking around the meetings and winking at pretty much all the other bloggers. God knew if he had gone on any dates or hooked up with any of them. So why wasn’t she moving away from him? Because the fucker was a damn good kisser, that’s why. And because for some reason she wasn’t even going to allow herself to think of, kissing León felt oddly right, real, unlike any of the men she’d been with in the past few years. It was just the scenario and the tequila, Helena kept repeating to herself as she allowed him to deepen the kiss and held tighter onto him, leaning her body against his when he pulled her closer. She wanted to stop, she wanted it so bad, but her lips had a mind of their own at the moment.

So much for keeping it professional and keep business and pleasure separated, he thought to himself as he didn’t seem to be able to stop kissing the blonde who pressed against him. He pulled her and turned them to pressed her against the wall next to the door, his one hand stayed on her waist as the other one held her face close to his as they made out like couple of horny teenagers at prom. Somehow he didn’t want to stop, not even to take a breath, not wanting to break the spell, but the need of air burnt his chest so he reluctantly pulled back with a pant. His eyes boring into her eyes, like there was something he wanted to say, but after few seconds of locking eyes, he decided against it, wasn’t sure what to say, but he didn’t move away, instead he tucked a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear, like he was waiting if she would pushed him or not.

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helenadumas:

She immediately swatted his hand away when he held onto her shoulder. Yes, her heart was racing and she didn’t know why. Deep down, Helena was surprised in a good way, seeing him there. She’d missed him; she’d never admit it, but she had, and she was still pissed with all the pictures that stupid blogger had posted with León. But she was also angry, tired, and upset at him for his texts, for how he’d treated her. She instantly rolled her eyes to his smirk, never before wanting to punch him in the face so bad. “Wasted trip, might as well stay out and take the same way back to where you came from.” She quipped, walking away from the door and limping her way back to the bed and her scattered clothes. Shit, she hated that she had to walk like that in front of him, that she couldn’t simply rub a perfect trip on his face. “Again, what are you doing here?”

León didn’t take it personally when Helena swatted his hand away, it was somewhat expected from her anyway, so his smirk didn’t even wither, if anything it went even more sneakier, “Ah well, it’s Hawaii, never a wasted trip,” he said, though in honesty León was never that big on taking vacation, he never really know what to do on holidays. “I told you, I came to check up on you,” he said, following behind her inside her room and closing the door, “Did you get that checked up? What the doctor said?” he asked.

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helenadumas:

Packing her bags was taking a lot longer, since she was limping around the hotel room slowly, having to stop every once in a while to scratch her cast with a comb. That trip couldn’t have ended sooner. As much as she’d had a good time with Zach in the end, and done what she had gone there to do, she couldn’t wait to get home, rest and get rid of that stupid cast. For someone that moved as much as she did on a daily basis, breaking any bones was a true nightmare. When she heard the knock on the door, Len leaned over her tossed clothes tiredly, not wanting to see anyone or talk to anyone. If it was Zach, she’d punch him. Anyone from the hotel? No tips. Len took a deep breath and straightened up, limping her way to the door. When she opened and saw who it was, Helena almost fell back, suddenly losing all strength in her legs. She was most definitely delusional, probably running a fever or something. Creasing her brows, Len leaned against the door. “What the fuck are you doing here?” She asked. Had he come to annoy her in person? To make sure she wasn’t spending his money with someone else? 

León raised his eyebrow at Helena’s expected reaction, it actually amuses him a little bit, but his quick reflex made him hold her shoulder before she stumbled backwards, “Wow, I’m touched with the warm welcome,” he chuckled, “Are you not going to invite me in? If you want to glare at me at least you can do it inside and not in the middle of the doorway, after all I come all the way here to check up on you,” he said with his usual suspicious-looking smirk.

[smartestguyintheroom-leon]

@helenadumas

León known as someone who can always keep his cool, to not act hastily, to kept himself grounded in crisis, but when he heard that Helena was injured in her trip to Hawaii, he couldn’t help himself from telling his assistant to arrange a plane for him to fly there as soon as possible. Using his position as an excuse to want to make sure Helena was alright, he found himself on four hours flight to Hawaii and the second he arrived at the hotel, instead of checking into his own suite, he went to Helena’s room. He couldn’t quite explain why he cared about the blonde more than he would any other girl who came his way, and yet he found himself knocking on her hotel room’s door and waited for her to open the door. He wondered what Helena’s reaction would be seeing him there, knowing her, she probably took piss at him for coming all the way there and they end up fighting about it, but somehow the thought made him smile to himself.