Where: Bellatrix’s home
Who: @regulus7 || @blondsblack
After her short update with Regulus following the march, Bella had taken the time to think over the idea of including her youngest sister into the fold of the cause. Of course it was bound to happen at some point as almost every member of their family had now pledged some kind of allegiance to the Dark Lord. But she still was unsure of how her sister would react to such a revelation, it would come as quite a surprise. Though despite her nerves she had sent her owl off with a message to Grimmauld Place and Brideswater Manor requesting a meeting with Regulus and Narcissa.
Having requested an elf to bring around tea and a large cup of something stronger for herself, Bella waited in her living room for the arrival of her guests. She had all but given her life over to this cause now and if her sister reacted harshly, everything would be in jeopardy. The brunette didn’t think her sister would run off to someone in the Order but it was still a personal fear that things would fall if the youngest of the bunch didn’t pledge some sort of allegiance to the Death Eaters. Her head turned as she heard her house elf Pixie announce the arrival of Regulus, a small smile on her face as she raised her glass of firewhisky as a greeted, “Think things will run smooth if I bribe Cissy with a new set of beauty potions?” A bag from Madam Primpernelles rested on the loveseat, just waiting for the blonde to appear. “Help yourself to the tea or if you’d like something stronger, I’ve got an aged firewhisky on hand as well.”
WHO ⇝ @noahberry & @jessestjesse
WHAT ⇝ They’re both real drunk. That’s all that’s important cause Jesse left anyway.
WHEN ⇝ 26 May 2018, Saturday; late late evening
WHERE ⇝ Lima, Ohio; the Berry house and basement
Noah drank too much - probably more than he'd planned but he didn't forget the conversation they'd had before everyone else showed up and he still wasn't sure what to think about anything that was happening. He liked Jesse, had told him that he'd always liked him, but was too freaked out that he'd end up rejected by another person he loved to actually go into any of what he was feeling beyond that. But he'd asked him to stay anyway and, even though it'd all turned into everyone crashing, he had every intention of getting Jesse upstairs where they could be alone. He missed it, even if it hadn't all been perfect when they hooked up before. As the night wound down and he was satisfied with the state of the basements cleanliness, his next move was to find Jess. Stumbling back down the stairs, he approached him from behind and grabbed a fist full of his shirt to pull him carefully back into his chest and rest his chin on his shoulder. "Hey, you tired?"
Jesse had spent most of the night drunk making the eyes at Noah. He couldn't help himself. He'd already admitted he wanted him. He knew better than to jump into another relationship, especially after the trainwreck he just got out of, but that didn't mean he couldn't like Noah, right? Or want him. When the night came to a close he wanted to roll his eyes, seeing that everyone was staying. He assumed Noah had simply forgot about him until he felt himself being pulled back against the man. "Hi babyface." he hummed with a smile as he turned his head some to catch a glimpse of him. "Mmm, no I'm pretty awake, why what's up?" he whispered playfully, giving Noah's cheek a kiss.
"I don't have a baby face." Noah’s smile was lazy and he turned his head into the boys hair, tugging gently at the shirt that was still bunched up in his grip. "Oh yeah? Wanna come upstairs with me? Unless you're not into the baby face or somethin'," he hummed and his lips formed a smirk. "Then you can just stay down here with the punch bowl."
"You do too have a baby face." Jesse joked with a smile, humming quietly as he felt Noah tug at the shirt. At the question he nodded quickly and turned to face Noah with a grin. "Yeah I'll head upstairs." he murmured quietly, leaning up on his toes some to give Noah a playful kiss, even brushing his fingers over the teen's bicep. "Lead the way." he whispered when he pulled away, reaching down to take Noah's hand.
Noah rolled his eyes and squeezed his hand before pulling him up the stairs and down the hall to his bedroom. Maybe they couldn't date, as Jesse had made perfectly clear, but they could do this and he knew Jesse wouldn't be opposed to at least one night. He was leaving Lima and Noah was stuck for at least another year; he couldn't blame him for wanting to cut any loose ends. Dating wouldn't make sense. Noah didn't want to hold him back and since he wasn't exactly jumping to talk to anyone about anything he was feeling, keeping quiet and letting things go was easier. He'd sleep with Jesse tho; Noah was good at that. Once he had the door open and the boy tugged into his room, he shut his door and leaned his weight back into it. "Have fun?"
Jesse hummed as he made his way into Noah's bedroom, already knowing what they were planning on doing. He shrugged and smiled. "I'm drunk, and I'm horny so it's a great night, no?" he asked with a big smile as he sat down on the edge of Noah's bed, smiling up at him. "I tried my best not to make it about me but I can't help but pull attention." he joked quietly. "Kiss me like you missed me?" he teased with a big smile.
"Good, then at least we don't have to tip toe around anything," Noah smiled his dopey smile again and walked over to Jesse, pulling his knees apart to stand between his legs and hang his arms loosely around his neck. "Yeah, you're pretty good at that, huh? It was fun, though." He pressed his lips together and nodded before leaning in and kissing him. It was a little more sloppy than he'd have preferred, but there wasn't much that could be helped when he was a strong combination of drunk and high.
Jesse giggled softly as Noah spread his legs and stood between them. He carefully wrapped his legs around Noah's waist to keep him close. "It was fun. And I'm getting better at not." he shrugged quietly as he reached up to stroke at Noah's cheeks, smirking as he leaned in. Really he loved the sloppiness of it all. He found himself easily moaning against Noah's lips, nipping at his lower one. "I forgot how good you taste." he teased with a big smile, before he laid back against the bed, laughing quietly. "We should take off our pants."
Leighton had never been happier. Her relationship with Reyna seemed to get better with each and every passing day. She could feel herself falling deeper and deeper in love. Not that she would admit that out loud, however. She wasn’t ready for that yet, wasn’t ready to potentially lose it all, if the feeling was not returned. She knew that her girlfriend cared greatly for her, but she didn’t want to risk it, not yet. She did feel a small smidgen of guilt, feeling like they were keeping everyone in the dark, but it was enjoyable keeping their relationship private, keeping between them and those who knew them in real life, and not over the screen. They were hiding in plain sight. They still acted like themselves on camera, still went out in public as a couple. They just hadn’t addressed their relationship. At least, not seriously. As careful as they were when filming, she hadn’t thought that they would need to be while out and about. Her own fanbase was decently sized, but sill small. And while Reyna was definitely more well-known than her, they were able to go through their days with barely ever being spotted. Which was why she didn’t even think anything of holding her hand as they walked down the street. That was, until she heard someone say their names. Frowning, she turned towards the voice, not recognising it. Her eyes widened slightly as it was clear it wasn’t someone that they knew. She smiled softly as the teenage girl rambled about how she loved them, and if it was okay to get a picture. Her hand was still firmly in Reyna’s, and she gripped it a bit tighter, knowing that letting go of it would send out the message to her girlfriend that she wouldn’t want to give. “Sure!” She agreed, hoping that it wouldn’t make Reyna uncomfortable to do so.
Lexa: She called Clarke's phone as soon as she changed into more comfy clothes, having arrived home just before 10:00 at night and only eating a quick meal on the go for dinner as she was eager to talk to the blonde. Should she be concerned that it was hard for her to go even a day without properly talking to Clarke? Maybe. But she didn't want to dwell on it at the moment. Clarke didn't pick up on the first few rings, the call going to voicemail instead. She waited a couple of minutes and tried again, hoping that the other girl had rested like she'd insisted for her to while she was working.
