she took the offered bottle, sighing gently before popping two of the tablets and shaking her head. “ that's what i thought i was doing. but, had i been, then you wouldn't have been there to rescue me, now would you? ” cheeky.

⁽ 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 — 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑡𝘩. ⁾⠀⠀⠀ you yawn like an old man, you know that?

/ this is so jackie taylor coded

/ today has been super hectic. i'll get to replies tonight! ( esp for my twt husband 𝙹𝙾𝙴𝙻. )

݁ ‍ ‍ ˛ ‍ ‍ ‍ ℳᵤₗₜᵢₘᵤₛₑ .

⁽ 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 — 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑡𝘩. ⁾⠀⠀⠀𝙹𝙾𝙴𝙻. . “ you've never told me — where'd you get that scar? or is it a secret? ”

“ i've got time. and so do you, by the look of how full your coffee is. ” she sits down, opposite him, head tilted.

“ my god ... ” she breathed, gaze averting to the floor before she looked back up at him. “ the pain of losing a child never goes away. you just learn to bear it. ”

“ well, for what it's worth, i'm glad you didn't go through with it. ” she means that honestly.

she takes his hand, her free one going to his cheek and giving him a gentle peck on the lips. “ i hope you made extra coffee. ”

a smile against his lips and she's shaking her head, eyes playfully rolling. “ you're a flirt. ”

a soft gasp escapes her lips. every time he did it, she scolded him, but secretly liked it. soon, she was walking up behind him as he made the cup, arms wrapping around him in a soft embrace.

taking it from his hands, she hummed and took a sip, pleasant smile on her face soon after. “ it's perfect. now, kiss me again. ”

⁽ 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠 — 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘰𝘳. ⁾⠀⠀⠀ you, uh ... you look good.

you know what you saying that does to me.

you trying to get into my pants?

⠀⠀⠀ independent multimuse. ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀