#chapter: 002.

[chaosbegins]

On again. Off again. On again. Repeat. It was the same old shit, yet Riggs could never stay away and apparently neither could she. For better or worse, they were simply fucked. “I thought you’d be off by now,” he exhaled, a cold pepsi and a pack of peanuts in hand. He could have gone to another gas station, but he’d picked the one Greer worked out in hopes of seeing her. Yet, seeing her fueled a little annoyance and somehow filled a void at the same time. “You guys are out of honey roasted,” he added, peering down at the salted peanuts he’d plucked from the shelf. “Overheard some guys at the pump talking about how hot the clerk was. Figured I’d check it out for myself.” He couldn’t even remember why they’d broken up this time, but he knew that he missed her and the thought of anyone else standing a chance fueled a little anger within him. “Don’t tell me they made you pull another double.” He wasn’t supposed to care, yet there was a part of him that always would. “Have you eaten anything?” And there it went. The anger, the annoyance, the everything in between; all gone in exchange for concern and worry.

[unwrittensanti]

the bailey manor, first night there.

“Alright,” he exhaled, a little exhausted from all the hard work he’d put in after his ten hour flight from Denver to London. He was jetlagged as hell, but he’d been too excited to see her to get any rest. “As much as I wanna hang out here all night, I could really use something to eat and maybe even a drink.” He’d been so wrapped up in seeing her again that he’d completely forgotten about everything. “Feels like I should be thanking your parents more too. They’re the reason I could even come.” He felt guilty for making up a bullshit excuse to his own family, but he couldn’t stand their judgement on something that he wasn’t even sure how he felt about. He wasn’t prepared for a kid, but until that became a reality, he was trying to make the best of it. “It’s good to be here again.” He’d missed her, but he wasn’t even sure if he was allowed to. He’d never done something like this before and he sure as hell hadn’t ever gotten someone pregnant. “If you wanna stay up here, that’s cool. I think I remember how to get down to the kitchen,” he joked, hand moving closer to rest against her body. “I think I’m running on fumes right now. I don’t even wanna know how long I’ve been awake. The time zone thing always kicks my ass.”

[williamsatlas]

While he wasn’t sure what time they’d stumbled into his place, he was certain that it hadn’t been too long ago that they’d fallen into his bed. The clock read eight in the morning, which was far too early to be awake. “Good morning,” he called out, raising up to rest on his elbows. From the looks of things, they’d fallen into one another again once when they’d reached the bedroom. Their clothes were on the floor, but he’d managed to slip on boxers before knocking it seemed. “Guess this means I made a better date than Keith did, huh?” He was happy that she hadn’t ended up back at the guy’s place, but it didn’t make their situation any easier. They were still broken up, which only complicated things further. “Want anything? I can make coffee or something?” His eyes lingered over her body before trailing over to the wall in front of the them. As much as he wanted to stare, he wouldn’t.

[hudsonsnyc]

when days off align

FINN: The short drive over to Rachel's place was spent loudly listening (and singing) to every 80's song his radio station played. He was excited, more so than he'd been in a long time. She was amazing, well, what he knew of her. His mother quite liked the sound of her too, but Finn had assured her it was nothing more than a friendship. A good, solid, friendship. When his Jeep rolled to a stop, he pulled out his phone (no texting and driving) and sent her an arrival text. He was nervous in a way, kinda like it was their first date or something, but it wasn't. It totally wasn't.