spontané

Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free." A man once taught me about bravery. To be fearless, to be courageous. Its a choice. So better make your stance and ready...

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

“You can’t bribe me with your fortune! Gosh, Thea! Sometimes you being prideful of your riches make you like those typical blonde spoiled brats.” He said, mocking her tone. “No, no and no. I’m not going. I’m not taking your hundred bucks. I’m not wearing tights, nor heels. No.” He shrugged off his drawstring bag and fished out a fresh shirt. “Here hold this.” He handed his bag to Thea and looked around; it was the usual quiet Sunday morning with little to no people. He lifted his drenched shirt from his body and wiped his sweaty face and torso with it.  “What you lookin’ at, fatty?” He teased, laughing before slipping on the clean shirt.

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

“I am not rich. I just thought a hundred bucks would be worth it, just seeing you with those tights and heels. Plus points because you got a big tush, so very much worth of my hundred bucks.” She said laughing, her cheekbones prominent. “You said yourself. You dared me... And now, how could you refuse!  It’s a life time opportunity. It’s just a hundred bucks. You’re lucky if you get it. I don’t usually offer that a lot.” When he let her hold his bag, she completely knew what he was intending to do. “Are you fucking insane!! You can’t just change here...” She yelled, her eyes widened. It was too late anyway. He already lifted his shirt, revealed his muscular torso. She swore she had never seen a body as perfect as his. It was mouthwatering to watch him. “I-I... You... are... Unbelievable! You are such a disgrace!” She wished he’d done it much more slower to cherish such a beautiful moment.

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

Althea laughed at his expression,“You will be. Yep. You are so going to wear it.” Teasing him. It was always a joy to see him in his twisted face. She just couldn’t stop laughing. “Why not I take you? Just one lesson. I promise. Just one. And then if you think you liked, we can go again. C'mon. You can’t possibly hate it when you haven’t done it.” Her pushy side, insisting him incessantly. “And you’re drenched with sweat. Change your shirt!”

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

“No! I said no. I don’t want to!” He whined like a little kid. “Okay, if I take one class with you, what do I get out of it? Will you.. give me a hundred bucks? Of course not, you’re a cheapskate. You’re cheap and you’re fat.” He teased, running a hand through his dripping curls. “You sound like the mother I never had. Well, mom, I can’t really change here in the middle of the road. Unless of course you want a hundred people to see me shirtless, and get me arrested.”

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

“I would give 100 bucks for it, only if you showed interest. Only if you could get through the day without whining. Only with tights and heels, especially.” Her face turned serious, crossing her arms with one eyebrow raised. “In it for the deal? Or no 100 bucks for you. It’s just one lesson and then that’s it. C'mon! I know you want to.” She distant herself from him, drenched with his sweat and foul order, “Duhh… Obviously, change somewhere… That’s common sense? What are you intending to do? Just friggin take off your shirt out here in public? People don’t do that. Gosh, Max! Sometimes you being prideful of your body makes you like those typical jerk guys.”

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

“Dream on, blondie. I am not going to be your partner. And I’m definitely not wearing tights!” He protested, not even being able to imagine how he’d look wearing tights. Probably stupid, he guessed. “Why not take that bearded man you were dating last week, instead?” He said, squinting against the sun. His hair was damp and dripping of sweat as he looked over to her. 

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Althea laughed at his expression,"You will be. Yep. You are so going to wear it." Teasing him. It was always a joy to see him in his twisted face. She just couldn't stop laughing. "Why not I take you? Just one lesson. I promise. Just one. And then if you think you liked, we can go again. C'mon. You can't possibly hate it when you haven't done it." Her pushy side, insisting him incessantly. "And you're drenched with sweat. Change your shirt!"

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

“Well, then, Salsa dance if you want! Nobody’s stopping you. Like it’s going to do anything, anyway. You’re a fatty no matter what..” He said, punching her shoulder lightly. The sun was rising already and it was getting warm. Sweat trickled down his face and neck and drenched his shirt, making it cling his body.  “God, it’s hot.” 

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“And you are so going to be my partner. You are absolutely going to wear tights! This will be pretty fun, I promise!” She giggled more. When the sun shone, she felt the warm rays heating up her body. She closed her eyes, her head slightly tipping back. The warmth was as cleansing and as gentle as ever. “Yep.” she hummed and smiled, feeling the heat warm up her body.

[mansenstilinski]

“I always have those feelings - lucky and blessed - and I don’t know if they’ll ever go away. I really hope they don’t, as I think it keeps you grounded. That’s how I feel about every film I do.”

— Teresa Palmer.

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

“Salsa dancing? What are you, a mother? Or a fat housewife? What’s happening to you? Are you pregnant or something?” He joked, a teasing smile lingering on his face. He quickened his pace, his sneakers thudding against the asphalt with every step. 

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“You are such a stereotype! Salsa dancing is free for everyone, you know. Even kids do that too. And no, I am not pregnant.Can’t I be sexy for once in my whole life?” She released a giggle, shaking her head. She pick up the pace, matching his. Her running shoes making an incessant squeak.

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

“What… I’ve been keeping up the pace real quick. I don’t know what’s happening… Is it being getting old? Oh dear lord, not today.” She replied, still panting. “It must be the cake that I’ve been eating so far… Okay, okay… Just gimme a sec.” she took the time for a little rest, sitting on the sidewalk. Once the panting had stopped, she catched up with him with a slow pace.

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

“Quick, my ass. I had to slow my pace so you could keep up.” He retorted, walking briskly this time to match her slow pace. “Oh please, you aren’t even 25, yet. You’re not old. You’re just.. unfit. What happened to the tough tribute who scaled buildings with me?”

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

“Yeah, that was quick. You were quick.” She uttered, nodding. “It doesnt seem that I do this quite often, don’t I? Gosh I need more exercise. I don’t really know what happened. I’ve been eating quite a lot lately. Maybe running isn’t my sport right now, or ever. Maybe I’d be much better if I take salsa dancing instead.”

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

“Okay, seriously, what the fuck?” He cursed, stopping in his tracks and looking back at her for the nth time. “You agreed to jog with me. So far we just jogged for 5 minutes and the rest we walked. We were supposed to jog for 15-20 minutes! Crap. You suck, Thea. You suck so bad.” He said lightly, throwing an empty water bottle at her head.

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

“What... I’ve been keeping up the pace real quick. I don’t know what’s happening... Is it being getting old? Oh dear lord, not today.” She replied, still panting. “It must be the cake that I’ve been eating so far... Okay, okay... Just gimme a sec.” she took the time for a little rest, sitting on the sidewalk. Once the panting had stopped, she catched up with him with a slow pace.

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

MAX!

“Wooh!” Wiping the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand, panting. “I think I couldn’t walk any much further. You go ahead and I’ll stay here.”

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

I have no idea…

Then we should leave first thing in the morning. Whatever place we could go just to find her. You know, I happen to be an expert in the Sherlock investigating thing you know…

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

I-I.. I don’t know. Marga, Aedan and I are going out to look for her. Maybe tomorrow o-or..

Okay, truth is, I have no doubts we’ll find her. Of course we will. I just.. I’m more worried about.. I.. Do you think she still loves me? What if she left because she got tired of me but didn’t want to hurt my feelings? I mean she wouldn’t have left without any reason right?

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

Alright then. You should come with them instead. I wish you all goodluck. It’s best that I would stay away from Taylor’s family… They might get the wrong message…

I’m sure she had a reason why she left you. I know that she still loves you as well. From her former best friend, I know that you were the only one that she had ever love truly. Plus, you are vowed to her, right? You have children as well.

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

You think I know?

If I knew where she went, o-or anything, I would have followed her! I would have gone looking for her the second I found out she was missing! But I’m here feeling helpless a-and clueless and I-I.. I just.. I fucking miss her so much. 

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

I have no idea...

Then we should leave first thing in the morning. Whatever place we could go just to find her. You know, I happen to be an expert in the Sherlock investigating thing you know...

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

A few months ago, she just.. left. No.. notice. No anything. I waited for her. Days, weeks, months. I-I.. I thought she’d come back. But..

Her cousin came by saying she didn’t reach wherever she was going. And now she’s just.. gone.

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

She what? Where the hell did she went then? Oh gosh...

We should go look for her. 

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

*stands up and brushes pants clean*

Well.. Uh.. She’s gone.

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

*lets him in*

What do you mean she’s gone?

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

I guess I’ll stay out here, then. Yeah, but you’re not a slut. You never were. You and I both know the truth. And that’s what matters.

And she, uh.. Well, she’s not my wife. Girlfriend, I guess. But I’m not entirely sure.

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

*opens the door*

What happened... 

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

So being married ends our friendship? Is that it?

Come on. Let me in.

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

It’s just that I don’t want your wife to think that I’m your slut. You know how she always jump to conclusions.

Stop being hot, then you get to go in.

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

No I’m not.

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

Funny, Thea. Let me in. 

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

With a face like that, why would I? You’re fucking married.

[maximilianironsd2-blog]

spontaneous–lockhearst

You there..?

[spontaneous--lockhearst]

No I’m not.