#c;dorian

[ohcecilia]

slightly drunken conversations

Cecilia looked around her apartment after she sent the last text to Dorian; looking to Oscar who lay beside her on the couch to the empty bottle of wine and glass that stood alone on her coffee table. He was coming to see her and Oscar. It was going to be the first time that he would see her new place in Vegas and Oscar. She was nervous and it couldn’t be blamed on the wine because she had been drinking plenty of water and was sobering up so it was the nerves she got from seeing him again. Cecilia hadn’t seen Dorian since the gala then she had gone on his little scavenger hunt - which she did love and enjoy even thought it was quite the emotional rollercoaster - and now these texts. She had seen very little of him since his arrival to Vegas and that should have been a good thing but it wasn’t. She missed him; missed talking to him, sleeping next to him, hanging out in the same room as him, and having dinner with him. But she couldn’t forgive him. They still haven’t talked about their issues and that conversation wasn’t going to happen tonight. It shouldn’t happened after a couple - or really more than a few - glasses of wine. She knew that.

Getting up from her spot on the couch, Cecilia picked up the evidence of her various glasses of wine and brought them to the kitchen. Now she was faced with the choice with pouring herself another glass or have a glass of water.....water was the better choice. Taking the glass of water, Cecilia headed back to the living room to wait for him when she passed the mirror hung on her white walls. Starting at her reflection, Cecilia brushed back her blonde hair and wiped under her eyes to get rid of the tiny mascara smudge before shaking her head at how silly she was being. She shouldn’t care what he thought after everything but she did and she wasn’t sure if it was obvious to him or anyone else but she couldn’t worry about that when the sound of her doorbell chimed through her home. Since Oscar wasn’t distracted by his food, he ran to the door barking and she couldn’t help but laugh at her dog as she followed him to the front door. Unlocking the door, Cecilia put her foot out to block Oscar from escaping from the apartment and looked up to meet the blue eyes of her husband. “Hey,” she quietly said. “Did you find it okay?”

@dorianandethan

[ohcecilia]

Text | ✉ | Dorian

Cecilia: Ibe named myd og, Oscar.

Cecilia: so i did do youre litte balentines scavengerhu nt

[rvlerofmyheavt]

Closed for @hellonexrth

Sonmus was the demon of sloth. He can hardly remember there last life beyons his brow sweating and duress. At his most powerful he could sway those most compassionate to simply lazing around. But he is not at his most powerful right now. Rather he is working at Mattress Firm, asleep on the temperpedic bed. As he nuzzled himself under the blankets he heard a disturbance.

He awakened to the familar face. Dorian, dealer of emotions looking at him with an unreadable face. Sonmus adjusted the my name is Sammy name tag and looked sleepy at Dorian.

"Is this an emergency or can I go back to sleep."

[ohcecilia]

Dear Cecilia,

First of all happy birthday, I’m very grateful to the universe for blessing you with another year. I hope you take this day to relax and focus on yourself, I know how hard you work and you deserve to be treated like the angel you are. I got you some flowers that I thought you’d enjoy, but there’s a surprise in between the pages that I hope you’ll love more. If you need someone to take care of Oscar, you know I’m only a call away.

I love you,

Dorian.

Twenty five. Cecilia was a year older and how her life had changed in those twelve months. Celebrating her birthday dinner with only her parents wasn’t exactly how she picture this day going all those months ago. She had made sure she didn’t have any last minute appointments so she could meet her parents at her favorite restaurant and share a meal with them before going back to Oscar. She could have spent the night out with friends but she had seen them day previously to celebrate her friend’s engagement and she was positive that they would want to celebrate her birthday this upcoming weekend. Plus Cecilia go along so well with her parents that she actually want to be with them to celebrate it rather than out at some bar or club. There was also another person she wished would be at the fourth seat at their table but that couldn’t happen. So color Cecilia surprised when she came home to find a package waiting for her from the person she had been missing. 

Taking the parcel inside, Cecilia set out to focus on getting Oscar settled before opening the gift. Once she had feed and let Oscar out, Cecilia headed back to her couch to open the gift from Dorian. Of course she gaze was drawn to the first book title before reading the note. 

How could a man be so thoughtful? It was original and yet so him though she had never done something like that before. Reading the rest of the book titles - which all featured names of flowers - before finding the little surprise left for her. A spa gift card. She never did make any time for herself which he knew so of course it was a perfect gift for her. 

[ohcecilia]

My life,

There is nothing left to write other than: thank you. Thank you for doing this treasure hunt. Thank you for showing me what love truly is. Thank you for making me feel something other than numbness. Thank you for showing me what freedom tastes like. Thank you for being you, and for existing in my same plane.

I love you,

Dorian.

The sculpture was beautiful. She was glad she had gone through with the whole scavenger hunt because the process did help her make up her mind on letting Dorian explain himself. His letters had seemed so thoughtful plus very emotional for her to read and him to write; but of course a voice in the back of her mind whispered to her that she had believed him to be thoughtful and real before but that had been a lie. It was her lack of trust that allowed that thought come to pass but she needed to give him a chance to explain. Plus it also brought her Oscar. 

[masterxmagnus]

PM: Daddy....did I miss your birthday...?

PM: I’m not sure, baby boy. I can’t remember my birthday, I only know that it was sometime between June and July. Maybe... It was summer for sure. Do you want to celebrate with your Daddy? I would like that. 

[masterxmagnus]

@dorian-baldwin

"We’re almost there.” Magnus smiled at his lover and gave the boy’s hand a gentle squeeze. The grove had come into sight and he could already smell the delicious scent of fresh blood, this would be Dorian’s first real challenge. “Remember, don’t bite anyone without my permission, alright? We’ll go to the Blood Bar first to get you a drink.” He looked at Dorian, still smiling and admiring his young companion. The boy was covered in silver paint while Magnus himself had decided to accent his chiseled body with gold, they looked good together. 

[masterxmagnus]

New beginnings | Dorian & Magnus

@dorian-baldwin

Finally the sun was setting and Magnus made a few last preparations before he sealed all doors and windows with a spell, making sure that no one would be able to enter or leave this suite. “We’re ready, baby boy.” He smiled and went over to the king-sized bed where his claim and soon to be child was already waiting for him. Magnus laid down beside him, one arm protectively wrapping around the boy. “If you have any doubts about this, now is your last chance to tell me.”