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“ i’m proud of you, avery. ”
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@hopecrushed rando starter
“ i’m proud of you, avery. ”
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Joel liked a party as much as the next extroverted idiot, but weddings were a different league. He’d never attended one before, much less been the groom’s best man. The whole vows part, the ceremony with the rings and all that crap, it was kinda boring. He’d had to hold back at least thirty yawns while the priest babbled on and on and on. Logan and Becca’s vows had been an improvement, but other than that... Zero outta ten would not recommend.
The reception was the part he was looking forward to the most, obviously. He got to hang out with his buddies in the Marines, eat his fill and exchange fun stories with Logan’s mom. He was made for social events and to mingle with people. Everyone seemed to be having a good time, except for one woman, alone in the corner. He remembered being introduced briefly, she was one of Logan’s cousins. Emma, he thought her name was. Poor girl looked so lonely and out of place, like she’d rather be anywhere but where she was presently at. He decided to go say hi.
“ Yo. ” He greeted in a friendly tone, offering one of his broad and warm smiles. “ You’re Emma, right? ”
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‘ you, uh-- you doin’ alright down there, kiddo? don’t need a hand or nothin’? ’
“…didn’t know where else to go…” @hopecrushed your muse to show up at my muses doorstep one night during a thunderstorm, shivering, bleeding & soaking wet.
he stood there, frozen and staring at the woman before him. not because he was upset in any manner --- at least not towards her. it took him a few moments, blinking rapidly to get his shit together. take care of her. “ okay ... it’s okay, whatever happened we’ll figure it out, yeah? ” he wanted nothing more than to swoop her up and get her into a hot shower. warm her up and get all the dirt off her, not to mention the read that was streaking her features. he swallowed thickly, wondering just what the hell happened. keeping his features blank and calm he steps back to give her some space, “ come inside, ave. i’ll take care of you. ”
do you know why people are always telling actors to break a leg? because every play has a "cast". @hopecrushed unprompted love
lips thin as they press together, but it’s hard to hide the amuement that is flushing his features. the chuckle that breaks free as he nods his head, turns into a bit of laughter as he shakes his head, “ that is life changing information. it all makes sense now. ”
“ stop yelling! ” @hopecrushed
a puff of air is forced out of his nose as words immediately cut off. he can see the shaking of her hands, the way she’s frantically pleading for him to stop. the line has been crossed, he never should have raised his voice. no matter if he had been worred about her he knew better. hands went to his hips, head dropping to hide the bit of shame that crossed his features. jaw clenched as he forced himself to calm down before addressing her once more. slowly his head raised as he took a few steps back so he was no longer crowding her. “ i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have yelled. can you start from the beginning again, i won’t interrupt you this time. ” or at least he would try his hardest to let her get it all out before responding. sometimes his mouth didn’t listen to his head though.
“ i want to be like you. “ @hopecrushed
a small smile twitches on his lips at the gentle words spoken to him. his head shook slightly, “ like me? no, surely not. cause i wanna be like you. i’d take your bravery in a heartbeat. ” the band aid is removed from it’s wrapper before soft blue hues are raised to the woman before him, “ i’m going to touch you now. it’s going to be brief and gentle, over before you know it. ” clint is sure to explain his actions, warn her, before he actually does it so he doesn’t spook her. with carefully calculated actions, the simple bandage is placed over the top of her hand with only the briefest of touches before he’s pulling back. small smile on his lips, “ there. all fixed. ”