#c:aviva

[detmccallen]

closed starter for @avivaabelson​ & @akrongold​

With one large stuffed animal tucked under his arm and a small one in Aviva’s hands, Tim felt fairly accomplished with their fair day thus far. He had promised the woman a stuffed prize and a stuffed prize she had gotten. He felt like a relaxed day full of games and a busy crowd was just what he had needed to get over some of his awkward nerves involving Aviva to be able to better enjoy their time together. Now; however, after receiving a concerning text from Amelia, Tim was leading the way to the woman’s gallery so that he could help her get her lights back up and talk about her police visit. It was just lucky that Aviva had mentioned the gallery earlier that day and wanting to see the opening display since he was now dragging her along for the ride, his fingers threaded securely through her’s. 

“Sorry again for pulling you away from the fair bits, love, but I helped Amelia get everything set up last night and this morning. We thought we had fixed the lights but apparently not.” Tim explained further as he pulled open the door of the now very familiar art gallery, allowing Aviva to precede him in if she wished before following suit. “The displays are amazing though. Amelia did a great job curating them... though, I must admit that I don’t know much about art overall really.” He admitted with a smile and a shrug as he looked around the lobby space. There were more than a few patrons streaming in and out of the main display room, and as Amelia had said, some of the overhead lights began to flicker.

“Damn it, we thought it was just the fuse box but apparently not. Come on, love. Let’s see if we can find Amelia.” Tim suggested, again leading the way since he figured the owner of the gallery was most likely in the back storage area of the building trying her best to fix the lights herself. He knew that Amelia had been wanting the opening to go as smoothly as possible, it was one of the reasons he had stayed up all night helping her, so it was disheartening to see such a big issue occurring.

“Amelia, are you back here?” Tim called out from the door leading into the back, pausing in the threshold.

[detmccallen]

@avivaabelson​

There was not a single thing that had gone according to his plan the night of the Krongold’s charity event. Tim had shown up with a date he was planning on fishing information out of and had found himself locking eyes with Aviva, a woman that he was unsure he would ever cross paths with again. Typically, Tim wasn’t a dating kind of man. He focused on his work to a near-fault and found that simple flings were easier to work around his schedule. All of that flew right out of his mind when he spotted Aviva across the room.

When their eyes locked, Tim knew that he was going to ask to see her again. Though even then he didn’t imagine the details of their date would have been finalized in the middle of a destroyed ballroom while first responders flooded in to control the crazy situation that had unfolded that night.

Now, Tim was just hoping for a peaceful date. A nice dinner over which he could get to know more about the captivating woman that was Aviva Belson. He knew what she did for a living and the sounds she made when she came, but as much as she intrigued him, he had to admit that was about where his knowledge of her stopped. The hope was to remedy that.

Tim had arrived at the restaurant he had told her about several minutes before their reservation, getting seated at a table and relating to the hostess that his date would need to be directed back to him once she arrived. If he could get nervous anymore, Tim supposed that he most definitely would have been as he sat there waiting for Aviva to arrive.

[detmccallen]

closed starter for @avivaabelson​

There were few times in Tim’s life where he had felt unsure or nervous. In basic training, when waiting to get off the plane at his first deployment location, and a few others that were less outstanding. Oddly enough, before texting Aviva late a few nights after their second date, was one of the moments in which Tim felt unsure. Not of Aviva, and not of the fact that he was practically yearning to talk to the woman, but of himself and how he would be received. 

With women, Tim didn’t get nervous. He was known to be easy for conversation and jokes and everything in between. He had probably more than his fair share of first dates, one night stands, flings, and everything else, but when it came to being truly interested in a woman that seemed to be interested in him too... Well, that was new territory for the man. Thus, when Aviva has invited him over to hers, the offer brought with it a flood of relief. Face-to-face, he could do. Seeing her without the expectations of a formal date and the required follow-up was something he felt far more confident in.

Upon arriving at her place, Tim had texted that he was there and was promptly buzzed into the complex. He found himself outside of her home only moments later and took a deep breath before rapping his knuckles against the wood of the door then waiting.