@brxmie
Straightening the hem of her dress she took a deep breath, licking her suddenly dry lips and moving her hands on her hair, fixing them around her face one last time before she knocked on his door, a deep sigh leaving her lips one last time, trying to relax even just a bit. “Please please please be alone..” she whispered, her weight swinging back and fort from her heels to her toes, and backwards again, fingers lacing at her back, nervously fidgeting. She hoped him to be at home at all to be honest, as she gave the male no warning she was coming at all. Every time she tried to organise a meeting with him she she always backed up, having terrible tummy aches and sick feelings for how nervous the idea of being in front of him still made her feel. Her eyes on him would have always made her incredibly self conscious of what could look wrong with her. She shook her head, trying not to think about it, or she would have turned on her heels and went marching back home. She couldn’t, she wanted to see him, she needed to see him; she had to at least try.
TIME WASN’T INDEED BY THEIR SIDE in those moments where they craved to be with the other but the timing wasn’t the most appropriated one, due to their personal contradictory schedules. and on that specific day, things didn’t seem to be different. axel had spent the whole time enclosed a dance studio with a group of rookie idols working on the choreography for their comeback where both parties had their opinion but the one having the final decision being the bronzed man since he was the one working for their company. thus, in the end of the work, right in the middle of the evening, axel just desperately desired to get home, take a long shower and spend the rest of his time lazying around and doing absolutely nothing --- fortunately for him, it was also his free day at the strip club. with a heavy sportive bag by his side, with the strap around his shoulder, he left the elevator in the floor of his apartment and began to direct himself towards the entrance when his eyes spotted an awfully familiar back figure right in front of his door. ❝ jay ? ❞ he called for her name in a soft tone upon approaching her from behind and gently tapping her shoulder ❝ what are you doing here ? ❞








