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Lockdown || Victoria & Dean

Victoria had been talking to this guy for the past hour. He’d bought her a drink but frankly he was one of the most boring people she had ever met and she was sure he was just happy to have someone to talk to. She’d expected Dean to give up and leave after an hour and he hadn’t which meant she had to take matters in to her own hands. “How about we get out of here and do something a little more... fun?” Of course she knew she had interrupted the seventh time he had spoke about his ex girlfriend that broke up with him five years ago but she also didn’t care. And of course, he agreed.

Stepping outside, she took in a breath and could feel his heartbeat pounding against her ears. Victoria had intended to hold back, knowing Dean was close, but her gluttonous side wasn’t allowing such privileges. Pushing him in to an alley only a couple of blocks away and right to the back in to the darkness, she compelled him not to scream. She never liked to use compulsion but she felt it was essential right now. Soon enough, her fangs were drawn out and pushed in to his neck. 

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breaking the block ;; dean & -

He couldn’t stay still. Which meant that any plans he had of even getting close to the illusion of having done something that day were slipping through his fingers like sand- like every other god damn shitty cliche that had graced the lines of a loose sheet of paper. They had all been crossed over in black and blue pen in split seconds of frustration- so many lines about girls in coffee shops and cliche sounds and smells. He was pretty sure he’d written down some Journey lyrics too at some point as a joke to himself which he found less than funny the moment he was done. Perhaps he needed a change of scenery. As cliche as it all was, he enjoyed the homely-ness of hole in the wall coffee shops. Even though at this point he couldn’t really do much other than stare out at the rainy street through the window- deftly twirl a pen in his hand, for that was as much as he could bother to do with it- lightly stab some tea leaves back into the bottom of his mug with the bottom of a spoon. Sometimes all at the same time, which made him sigh with a defeated tilt of his head. He couldn’t stop moving. His day was fucked. 

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One Last Time | Dean&Annabel

Annabel couldn’t have been more glad to be home from her night out with Craig. Craig was her newest and latest fling but like everyone else he wasn’t enough because he wasn’t Dean. She rushed into her apartment and quickly double checked to make sure Marcy wasn’t home before letting her dogs out. Having Marcy home would have completely messed up her night because she knew she’d never allow Dean over. Truthfully, the petite girl couldn’t believe he was coming over- and alone at that, she never thought she’d have him to herself again even if just for one more night. Slipping out of her stunning gown, Annabel changed into yoga shorts and a sports bra with the intent of showing off as much of her body as possible. He’d never been able to resist so she was sure this time wouldn’t be any different, especially because she knew Addison wasn’t putting out. Pulling out her phone now that she was changed, she texted Dean to let him know she was home and he could come over. It was already late, about one in the morning but this was normal for Annabel. Men coming over at all hours was just another part of her typical day. 

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War Zone || Devyn & Dean

Fire to Gasoline. It had always been the way the pair worked, even before deciding that they would put down their games and commit to each other. Well, that had been the plan. Now, Devyn wasn't sure what to think anymore, not with the last few days. It seemed like the games hadn't ever stopped and that neither could be the bigger person in order to suck it up and make their way towards the other. Devyn had assumed a few days apart would only create enough space between the two in order to calm each other down; wrong. With each passing hour, with no word from her boyfriend, the blonde only became all the more infuriated with him. Making her way towards his apartment, she began banging on the front door in the early hours of the morning. Yelling for him to open up, having no shame while people opened their doors and peered out at the girl who kept screaming, surely not the first or last that would show up at the models door-- but perhaps the most furious. "Open the fuck up!" This sounded too family, and a sunken feeling formed in the pit of her stomach. 

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♚ for pre relationship deagan

She doesn’t even realize he’s actually fallen asleep on her lap until she realizes how heavy his head has become on her thigh. The fingers that were absentmindedly playing with his hair pauses for a moment, wondering what the next course of action should be. He sighs, contently, Teagan thinks, and her finger slides back into his hair, her gaze lifting to continue to watch the rerun of Grey’s Anatomy on TV. 

It takes a bit more concentration than she would’ve liked to not gaze down at his sleeping face. To not touch the lines on his face, smoother now that he was asleep. To not think of him, of them, in that way.