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Kaylee

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Kaylee’s eyes rolled almost a full circle at his deflection. Of course she was only on his mind because he happened to be in the area. She did however laugh when he poked at her side, mostly to hide just how badly it hurt with the bruises on her ribs. “Oh you know, same old stuff. Lot’s of dancing. Got a Christmas performance.. That should be fun I suppose. You can only dance to the Nutcracker so many times before you lose your mind, you know?”

"The Nutcracker. One hell of a classic. Good for you." He was impressed by that, although he wasn't sure whether it was actually true and he will probably never. They hadn't been seeing each other that frequently, mainly because of their repeated 'this can't ever happen again' loose promise which has failed a couple times now so far. "So, is breakfast almost ready? Or..." She could feel his hand caressing her back, lowering to her butt - one of his favorite parts of her. "... Can it wait?"

"Has anyone told you that you have a nice ass?"

“Everybody tells me that I have a nice ass. I’m a dancer. It comes with the territory.”

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“I don’t want anything from you. I think the better question is what do you want from me? Do you want me to say I have feelings for you? Fine, I like you. I’ve always liked you. But we don’t work. We lie to each other about everything so what are we supposed to do? Why do we keep doing this?”

"This is something that is in our control, right? It'd be a waste not to try our best, unless you don't think it is. Maybe we should come clean to each other. You know I care about you, to see those bruises and you not telling me... I can't simply pretend that it's just there."

"Has anyone told you that you have a nice ass?"

“Everybody tells me that I have a nice ass. I’m a dancer. It comes with the territory.”

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“It’s my life! I’m allowed to have things for me! You wouldn’t understand and then you’d have some sort of comment on it and I just.. I can’t deal with it. You won’t understand.”

"Fine. If you say so. Then what do you want from me? I know it, Kaylee, that you deep down want something from me. Or is that a secret as well?"

#presstocontinuestory #// hope this is is alright! i smell a marvel/dc crossover

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OPEN Any high school ex

A lot has happened throughout Harleen’s life; Now that she’s trying to redeem herself from all the wrongdoings she’s been up to these past few years, her mind has wandered to her first relationship from time to time. It was before anything crazy had happened to her after all. She wondered how are they, if they’re still in Gotham, what they think about all the havoc she has caused, all these random questions she knew she won’t find out the answer to. Meeting them after all those years? Well, that would be a miracle. That was until someone called out to her and she turned to them, immediately recognizing them as her first love. She was shocked, but a smile did form on her lips. She was quick to get out her seat and hug the other, giggling as she held them close. Sometimes, she just had no boundaries “I’ve missed you!” she said, as she tightened her grip around the other. She wasn’t thinking of them that exact moment but she certainly had them in her head just a few days or weeks prior. Harleen was still a wanted criminal, but the places she frequents were ones that didn’t care about those things. She’s cleaning up her act anyway, Batman was willing to give her that chance and he plays jump rope with that line between good and evil all the time.

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It was good to be back in Gotham for a while. After graduating from high school, Brandon transferred to an Ivy League university to study medicine and to be closer to his parents in the east coast during the calm after storm. Now he was a high ranked SHIELD agent, something his parents did not want him to become because of the risks on the field. He was assigned by his boss to go back to Gotham to observe no one other than the infamous Harleen Quinzel. It was destiny, he thought at first, because no one from SHIELD knew he had a past with her. After all, she was his first boyfriend and the other way around. He was aware of the footprints she had left in the criminal records of Gotham City. It did not surprise him over the years. Harleen had always been extraordinary in her own ways, Brandon observed, even before she became Harley Quinn. Espionage was his forte, which was why he was handpicked to 'observe' the vigilante in the most civil way. "Harleen?!" The male called, holding a coffee to go in his hand as he approached the blonde. Where was his Oscar nomination, he thought. Genuinely surprised by the hug, he hugged her back. It felt nice and comforting still. "How long has it even been? You haven't changed every single bit." Brandon smirked as he pulled back from her embrace, still holding her gently by her waist. "You missed me?" He repeated her question, smiling bright. It was either the coldness or her blurting out she missed him, but his cheeks were certainly low-key colouring red.

Kaylee

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“Mentally, huh?” Kaylee mused with a growing smile she was happy he missed with his focus on the floor. “Are you trying to say you were thinking about me before you showed up at my door last night?” Flipping the two pancakes, she turned her attention to him with her arms crossed under her breasts. “I’m happy you did. It’s one of the only honest things you’ve ever said to me.”

Brandon folded his arms and looked amused at the brunette. In just a matter of a few seconds, he was actually owning up to admitting she's been on his mind lately. "Eh, I was just taking a stroll after a long study session and happened to end up in your neighbourhood and that's how I was reminded of you. So technically yes and no." He poked her side before he pulled her a little closer to him. "Well, I did my share for today. What's going on with you nowadays?"

"Has anyone told you that you have a nice ass?"

“Everybody tells me that I have a nice ass. I’m a dancer. It comes with the territory.”

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“Do you hear yourself? Secrets don’t make for healthy relationships. I don’t want to always be wondering what it is you’re doing or if you’ll come back.”

"I'm sorry, but I'm not the one who disappears and returns with all kinds of bruises that seem to appear out of nowhere. I know you've got something going on. Why the lack of trust?"

#solhcir #// hahah well he isnt actually charming either - provoking her

solhcir :

“yes, genius. my existential crisis started because you didn’t do the dishes.”

“well, i am having mixed signals over here, missy. excuse me for being too oblivious.”

"Has anyone told you that you have a nice ass?"

“Everybody tells me that I have a nice ass. I’m a dancer. It comes with the territory.”

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“I just know a guy like you has secrets. I have my own secrets and.. I shouldn’t get attached to someone like you, just like you shouldn’t get attached to a girl like me.”

"What's wrong with having secrets? Don't you think it wouldn't be a waste if you hadn't tried anything before you can judge it?"

Kaylee

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“Because you and me? We don’t work. We didn’t work the last time we tried this, and we won’t work now.” The dancer pointed out without looking up from the pancakes. Plating both of them, she started on another set of two. “It’s exciting, yes. Terribly so which is what happened.. But I don’t mess around, and definitely not with guys like you.”

"I know..." He stared down at the floor for a moment as he nodded. "It's just... I keep coming back to you, if it's not physically like last night, it is mentally. It sucks, yeah." Brandon swallowed, just realizing he was actually sharing his inner feelings with her, contemplating already whether it was wise to do so. "Well. I wasn't planning on saying that." He jumped off the counter, a little embarrassed.

"Has anyone told you that you have a nice ass?"

“Everybody tells me that I have a nice ass. I’m a dancer. It comes with the territory.”

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“Well, you have it for now, what is it that you want with my attention, Brandon?”

"I have the feeling that you don't like me as a person, am I correct? Like, you know, have I done something to upset you so much, Davenport?"

"Has anyone told you that you have a nice ass?"

“Everybody tells me that I have a nice ass. I’m a dancer. It comes with the territory.”

"Alright, alright, don't get on your high horse you. I was just too lazy to come up with something clever to get your attention."

Kaylee

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Kaylee’s hands moved over his chest and own as those lips pressed all too familiar kisses along the side of her neck. “Here we are again..” She muttered with a light tremor to her breath. As his hands moved to take over for her pancakes, she swatted his hands away and returned her focus to the cooking at hand, turning in his arms to face the stove top again. “Or maybe I just have a habit of making bad life choices..”

Brandon groaned a little at her physical response to showing off his potential pancake baking skills. "A bad life choice? Tell me why." He jumped casually on the countertop, observing her and the pancakes. "Well, you're the first person to say so. But don't you agree that it is thrilling to do something, or in this case someone, you are not supposed to?"

Kaylee

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Life for Kaylee would always be complicated. Especially when she kept the two parts of her life so very separate from one another. The later from Brandon. Which was part of the reason things hadn’t worked out the first time around. Playfully, she wiggled her hips back against his, looking over her shoulder with a smile of her own at his teasing. “I would say they completely make up for last night.. But they’ll help.” She mused, catching that smile as she was turned away from her project to face the Stark child. “I missed it too..” Kaylee admitted that truth at least. “But we said we weren’t going to do this again..”

All Kaylee knew about him was the part where he's a med student, low key passionate about it and that he comes from a wealthy family, his parents being well-known and all. He purposely left out the fact he was a high ranked SHIELD agent, not wanting the brunette to bail on him the minute she would find out. It was too soon, because he was aware of the shady activities she might be part of. All that mattered right now was that he got laid and it was with someone he found hot. "Yet here we are again, miss Davenport." A crooked smile appeared, he leaned in a little, pressing a couple kisses in her neck. "Guess you found me too irresistible after all." He whispered to her as he took over the pancake baking smoothly from her because he figured she'd be distracted by his touches.

Kaylee

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“I do what I can,” Kaylee beamed as his lips pressed to the rise of her cheek and did her best to suppress it. “I do what I can.. I had fun last night so I thought I would try to return a little of the favor.” The latina girls shoulder lifted and dropped in a shrug. What was she trying to accomplish here? Even Kaylee didn’t know.

The taller male stood behind her for a moment, holding her gently by her waist. He too did not know what exactly was playing out at the moment, given their history, his family name and what people may think of it. "Hmm, those exquisite looking pancakes sure make up for what I did last night." He teased, genuinely smiling from ear to ear. "I missed it..." Brandon admitted with a softer voice, turning her to him slightly.

Kaylee

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“Well.. Good morning to you too.” Kaylee greeted the man as he emerged from their room. “You slept in. I made some pancakes, are you hungry? I decided to take the day off with you after all.”

Brandon yawned, stretching his arms as he entered the living room. "How generous of you. Thanks." He wasn't sure whether it was okay to be this intimate already with Kaylee but he still went for a kiss... on her cheek. "You certainly know how to make someone special, huh?" A hint of that teasing sarcasm was there, but he actually meant it.