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@ghostsbrokenbyfairytales
LOCATION — Providence Peak Memorial Hospital
WHO — Nathan ( @nathanccrane )
The last thing that Elijah could remember before he shut his eyes was Rhia, bundled up in Aslihan's arms, the both of them quietly relaxing as he tried his very best to stay awake. He wanted to stay awake — in fact, it was strange how he suddenly felt as though he couldn't miss a single minute — but it was to nobody's surprise how impossible that was, what with how consistent his horrible sleep schedule had been for the past few weeks. Pair that with an incredibly taxing morning, and an incredibly emotional afternoon, and his body was practically shutting down before he had any chance to stop it.
It was alarming when he woke up and Rhia wasn't there, to say the least, Aslihan's bed being the first place his eyes trained to go once consciousness met him again. She was sleeping, but his daughter wasn't in sight. It jolted him awake almost immediately, picking his head up from the uncomfortable pillow tucked underneath to glance around the room. Seeing Nathan Crane sitting there — and simultaneously gathering his answer to where the baby was — was the last thing he expected. His mind was far, far too groggy for this. For dealing with him.
"Nate?" he grumbled, confusion riddled in his tone as he sat up a little straighter. He held back a yawn and reached haphazardly for his glasses on the table beside him. The filter within him was obviously gone as he followed up with, "What're you doing here?"
𝓬𝓵𝓸𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓻 for @kiissme.
𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙀 𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙇𝘿𝙉’𝙏 𝘽𝙀𝙇𝙄𝙀𝙑𝙀 𝙎𝙃𝙀 actually did it. that she finally ended her two-year long relationship to the man who caused her nothing but pain these last few months. sure, she could have gone without seeing her now ex-boyfriend having sex with another girl in the bed they shared but it had given her the final push she needed to end things permanently. her heart was racing as she made her way down the block and towards her destination, the look of shock on her ex’s face playing in her head when she told him they were done while he tried to make excuses on what was going on. like she hadn’t just caught him in the act. we’re over might have been the only words to leave her lips but there was so much more she wanted to say to him. you’re an asshole. i can’t believe i wasted two years of my life on you. you don’t deserve me but someone else does. that someone was who she was going to see right now. nathan had been constantly on her mind since decorating his place months ago and the two had hung out often since then. he’d become an important person in her life, a source of happiness she hadn’t felt in a long time and there was a spark with him she never felt with anyone else; however, despite the longing stares and lingering touches, she never acted on the obvious tension between them because she was dating someone else but now... now she could do what she’d been fantasizing about for a while. after finally reaching the male’s apartment, the blonde quickly made her way up the flight of stairs and down the hallway until his door came to view. she knocked on the hardwood without hesitation, not even knowing what she was going to say to him if he answered ( god, what if he wasn’t there? or worst, he had company? ) thankfully, she doesn’t have much time to worry about the details because the door suddenly opens and his handsome face comes into view. ❝ hey, ❞ caroline greets him with a smile, breathing heavily from the sprint to get here and pure adrenaline running through her veins. her stomach is full of butterflies as they look at one another and before he can say anything back, she sighs out a small laugh and steps forward. it was now or never. placing her hands on the back of his neck, she stands on her tiptoes and closes the distance between them, finally kissing him for what she hopes is the first of many more to come.
LOCATION — Crane Brothers Distillery
WHO — Nathan ( @nathanccrane ).
Javi wouldn't necessarily say that he had an itinerary since coming to Colorado. In fact, the whole reason why he was here in the first place was to rid himself of tightly bound schedules and plans. However, he could say with ease that the Crane family's distillery was one of the first places that he wanted to check out after getting settled. After all, taking a few pictures of it for his father would get the older De León off of his back for awhile, and since when was he able to resist a perfect opportunity to hang on to Nathan's coattails?
He had no clue if he was here or not, but he sat down at the bar and asked for him anyway — by the look he received in response, he could tell that he must have been somewhere, and now probably wasn't the best time. Quite frankly, Javi didn't care. He simply told the sweet lady behind the counter not to rush and to give him a glass of gin in the meantime, which she placed in front of him before sauntering off to find her boss. Faster than he would have expected, though, he could see her return with Nathan in his peripheral and he smirked to himself, holding up the glass he was given to his eye to inspect it. "Quite a fine place you've got here, eh?" he asked in lieu of a proper greeting, bringing the glass to his lips and taking a sip. "Could serve better gin, though."
When it came to believing that he could never love, he understood where Bart was coming from. He had hurt one too many people in his life and he wasn’t sure if he ever would again. The trust, or lack there of, that he had within himself was officially broken. He wasn’t sure at times who he even was anymore, and if he couldn’t love himself, then how on earth could he ever love another? But the question he realised within that moment was simple. He wouldn’t just fall in love with anyone. He wouldn’t just give his heart to some random, and some random wouldn’t just give their heart to him. There would be some connection, some chemistry, there would be a reason for him to fall deeper than he ever had before. He might have only known the male for a short amount of time but he knew his presence in his life was more than just him passing him by. He felt it the day they met, and it was confirmed the moment their kiss was shared.
There was something about him that drew him in, something about him that caused for his heart to thud wildly against his chest. The butterflies he felt whenever with him that existed even before their lips were locked, before the simplest form of intimacy he already couldn’t get enough of. His eyelids that fluttered reopened as he parted them for air, the crystal blue of hues fixated upon the kiss swollen before searching for blurred eye contact. “Don’t be.” It was what he wanted, had wanted for longer then he’d care to admit to. “I thought you said you couldn’t love?” The curl at the corners appearing, the slightest chuckle escaping during the softness of his each and every word.
@drmactr | many a time had bartholomew made a mistake. trusted too soon, taken the wrong turn. hell, he sabotaged every relationship you could nail to his name. no longer did he have the luxury of feeling worth something.
for as long as he can remember, which really isn’t much, his mother was that carrying force, that drive to do good, be better. even the idea that nathan could make him feel as safe, as warm, it sent a sickly tingle down his spine. the familiar room had brought him comfort, though short lived. once again the universe had sent him a clear cut sign. YOU’RE NOT WORTH IT.
a crack in the painting, a falter in the smile. why could nothing, not a moment, not a morsel of his existence be pure. “yeah, well. maybe that works out for the best, huh?” never had his own voice sounded so bitter, so harsh. “i’m going home.”
It hadn’t been long since Nathan had arrived in Edens Town, something Alex hadn’t expected at all. Not that he was upset about the fact that his brother was in town. While Nathan and Alex were opposites in many ways, it didn’t mean Alex didn’t love his brother as much as one could, and he was happy that all three of them would be able to spend more time together. Their lives had changed in so many ways over the years, but hopefully being in Edens Town would be good for all of them with their own problems, some worse than others. In a horrible way that Alex would never admit, having Nathan there was a reminder that his own problems were minuscule and easily able to be gotten over in the long run. Anna might’ve hurt him and they might’ve broken up, but how could one compare that to truly losing your wife and child? The fact was none of them had any idea if Nathan would ever be able to move on, not that Alex could blame him if he didn’t. The three of them sat around the dinner table in Cass’s house. Things still felt a bit awkward as they all got used to being back together again. Wanting to include Nathan in things, Alex looked over to his brother and gave him a small smile. “So, what’d you do today? I’ve been visiting a few places around town that I didn’t get the chance to visit before. I could take you around to some of the more interesting places if you want, and I’m sure Cass has suggestions too.” Alex was lucky in that he automatically had the stables to occupy his time. Nathan wasn’t quite so lucky.
@nathanism @cassandrabrookes
💕 our muses’ romantic relationship (nathan)
closed starter for Nathan @nathanhayes where: bonfire solstice bash based on the challenge stone prompt !
Not just honesty. Bitter honesty. Be honest about something you've been holding back. Fuck.
There was only one situation that applied to, unfortunately. The list of people she'd let down was more massive than the distance to the moon, but. This was the one that mattered. There wasn't enough sorrys in the world to explain or justify how badly she'd let not just them, but herself down in the way she'd handled things all those years ago.
Taking a breath, Charlie started to take a few steps towards him, before turning around and freezing, stretching her fingers through her hands at her side as if her nerve endings were on fire. Stupid, this was stupid. She didn't have to do this. She was about to march herself back to the entrance and just leave this whole event, but when she'd dug for her keys in her pocket, her thumb traced over her wallet. The wallet that still kept Wyatt's baby picture safely contained, right next to the picture of Ben. The existence of those little polaroids might've been redundant, since both images were irrevocably burned into her brain. She didn't need the reminder, but she held onto it, anyways.
Fuck.
Before she lost her nerve again, she pivoted once more, striding over to Nathan with the briskness of a brewing storm, honestly afraid she might throw up before even reaching him. But when she got there, the words managed to blurt out just as fast as her pace on the way over. "Can I talk to you?"