je t’aime, maman ——– don’t let go. not yet. ( @ensavaged )

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je t’aime, maman ——– don’t let go. not yet. ( @ensavaged )
' what cloak and dagger stuff? this is just a hat. '
her reply is gone as quickly as it had come to her, a grin spreading her lips in place of the gentle part of surprise that had been there upon adelyn's arrival. a soft exhale of laughter is all that she has to offer, going back to clearing the table that she had left a bothersome mess upon just as she'd left the week prior. natasha glances sideways at her as she removes the hat, admiring the pristine shape of her hair in its absence with a leftover and enduring smile.
maman ! she feels the brush of something smooth against her arm before the gentle but insistent tap of an all - too - familiar finger trying its best to get her attention. natasha turns, coming belly - to - face with the wide brim of a bright orange and velvet hat. she's left stunned for a moment, the hand not occupied with the phone at her ear reaching to tip the brim back, better revealing the bright and beaming face of a girl who's been having far too much fun taking stock of the boutique.
'...natasha?' 'yeah, i'm here -- hey, i don't think i'll be coming back in for another few weeks. i'll call you back later. '
the call ends with a snap of the phone, the device slipped into her pocket before she lowers to a crouch before adelyn, both hands reaching up now to better adjust the hat on her head. to be frank, it's a futile effort ; the child's head is too small, and getting the comically large - in - comparison accessory to balance properly simply won't do. natasha sighs, shaking her head as she removes the thing from her daughter's head and smooths her now static - ridden hair back down. she presses a doting kiss to her crown before standing and easily taking her hand. " come on, let's find you something you can actually wear. "
"nevermind, it suits you." she brings the tray of pastries to the table as adelyn comes to sit at her usual place, waiting for her to settle before leaning to kiss the top of her head, lingering for a moment to pinch her cheek just enough to leave a mark a mere shade deeper than her blush. the grin returns, before she steps to the stove to turn off the heat under the kettle that's just begun to whistle. " now, tell me what i've missed. "
@ensavaged
❝ MOVE AWAY from the door and let me at him . ❞
@ensavaged / p. / sel.
❝ . . . ❞ she shoots her five times straight in the heart. / [ + @ensavaged. ]
“ just having a bit of a laugh, wendy. “
“ i must have missed the joke, then. ” her smile is tight, a layer of ice lurking just below the surface. what wendy may have once dismissed as being a symptom of hereditary reservation she now considers to be beneficial: there’s something about this that doesn’t sit right. she was right to have kept the young woman at arm’s length, she thinks, to treat her as nothing more than an unusual neighbour – but then, maybe adelyn is something more than just an unusual neighbour. fingers tighten around the ring of keys that rest in her palm, suspicion burning away in the back of her mind all the while.
i didn’t think i’d ever fully know her , & at this point i don’t think i ever will . . . ( feat ♡ @ensavaged )
if you're not dove don't interact . . .
𝐚𝐡 , 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 . her comings and going where becoming highly anticipatory , if not more so the latter of things . jacob heugh wonders what it could be that continuously , time after time again , bring her back here . he likes to think , perhaps it’s fondness . she’ll get the benefit of the doubt . “ adelyn . if i move to hug you will i make it out alive . “
@ensavaged // sc
❝ you’re asking a lot of questions for someone who's being, well - interviewed, maybe keep this all professional ? i could be taken off, - from this study, do you want that ? i can’t promise whoever is next will put up with you like i have . ❞
( sc. ) @ensavaged