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A jolt of electricity surged through Ellie the moment their lips met, awakening something in her that had been dormant for far too long. She wondered why she had waited so long to open her heart to Henry. As the kiss deepened, the petite blonde couldn't help the sigh of delight against his lips. With a graceful motion, the petite blonde straddled his lap, one hand threading through the back of his neck while the other rested gently on his shoulder. A smile tugged at her lips mid-kiss, and she teasingly nipped at his lower lip before diving back in, her body melting against his as his hands curled into the fabric of her skirt. In that moment, she wanted time to stop — she never wanted this to end.

ellie’s words never failed to make Henry blush or leave him completely speechless. he was in awe of how incredible she was, and even more so by the fact that she wanted him just as intensely as he wanted her. the moment their lips met, every thought that wasn’t about ellie vanished from his mind. desire and excitement surged through him at the anticipation of what was to come. as the kiss deepened, henry matched her passion, his tongue moving in sync with hers as he expertly pulled her into his lap. even the slightest distance between them felt unbearable. His hands slid to her waist, fingers curling into her shirt as he kissed her with everything he had.

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It felt like she would never truly understand the brutal nature of sports — the aggression, the chaos, or why referees always seemed powerless to stop fights before they escalated and someone got hurt. Honestly, fuck her life. Charles was free to go, and yet here he was questioning her about what she said previously. Olivia remained quiet for a moment as she continued to organize her stuff. “You’re also the one who attracts trouble more than anyone,” the brunette finally said, turning to face the player.

"Yeah, but the ref is only supposed to try and break up a fight when it gets too intense. Usually the most they do in a small scuff like this is blow a whistle and send the offenders to the penalty box." He'd have continued, but then she'd dropped that bombshell. "You what now!?" Charles hadn't expected that. Really wasn't sure if he'd heard her right. But she'd gone red as a tomato before she'd turned around. "I heard you correctly when you said you care about me, right? So is that why you grill me more than the other players?"

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"Isn't there a referee, linesman, or whatever, to deal with this kind of situation and punish him?" She clearly didn't know much about hockey, although she had been working with them for a while. Men were so hot-blooded, always getting into fights. She placed a bandage over the stitches, offering him a small smile, hoping it didn't leave a scar on his face. "Because I care about you!" Olivia ranted, looking at Charles. Instantly, she regretted it. "Sorry, I-I didn't mean to speak louder, I..." She nervously touched her hair, walking back. He was right; she crossed the line. "I shouldn't have said anything to you or ranted, sorry," Her cheeks were burning red, she could feel it. She was ashamed for the scene she put up with a player, she was just a doctor, she needed to put her self back in place. Although she got along with the team, they were not friends, she should not cross the line again. Liv turned her back to him. There was no way she could face him after this, so she began to organize her instruments nervously. "You're good to go. You can take painkillers if it hurts badly."

He flinched slightly at the initial contact of the lidocaine. It was mostly the coolness that bothered him then the burning that followed. He caught his reflection in a nearby mirror for a moment as she sewed him back together. He thought, It's not that bad, to himself as she began her usual lecture. "Some of the time I start it, but other times some asshole decides to hit me in the back of the head with his stick. What!? Am I supposed to just stand there and let him keep whacking me?"

As she finished her suture and prepared a bandage for it, he'd planned to just let her wear herself out, but she started rant. "Of course I care, Liv. But I feel like you're stepping over the line as part of the team's medical staff. So where's all this coming from?"

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"This will hurt a bit, hold on," She warned him before anesthetizing the wound so she could stitch it. Lidocaine burns in the beginning, but then it works perfectly. She began to stitch the wound, focusing on it so it didn't leave a nasty scar. "I know it's hockey, but does it really have to be this aggressive every time? And why is it always you with a bruised face? Do you pick fights or what?" Charles looked proud when he mentioned Patterson, which made Olivia roll her eyes. Boys. "Alright, you’re good, but don't move just yet, I'll put a bandage over for protection,” She said as she cut the suture line after finishing the last of the three stitches on his forehead. "You don't need to get checked out, I already did it, idiot. This is about you getting in trouble all the time! What if something worse happens to you? Do you even care?" Liv frowned, genuinely unsure if he cared about it. But she did, more than she wanted to.

"It's Hockey, Liv. Beating the crap out of each other is just standard practice on the ice. A bruised face and few stitches are better than losing my pretty smile. Can't say the same for Patterson. Or that he didn't have it coming after he checked me with his stick." As she saw to him, the adrenaline began to fade, and the pain began to actually be noticeable, but he kept a brave face. And getting stitched up was going to not be pleasant now that he didn't have that going for him. "I'm fine Liv. I got hit in the face, but he didn't ring my bell. But, if you say I need to get checked out, I'll do it. So what's this really about?"

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Another game night, another bruised face—one she knew all too well. This time, though, he would need stitches. Olivia pressed her lips tightly together while her eyes scanned the deep gash left on his forehead. It looked nasty, she wondered how this had happened exactly and why the rival player hasn't been more cautios. His question pulled her back to reality. "You'll need stitches this time," The brunette told him, beginning to clean the blood from the wound gently so it didn’t hurt. She shook her head, half-amused, half-exasperated. “How much trouble can one person attract? I swear, since I started this job, there hasn’t been a single week I haven’t seen your face in here,” Not that she was really complaining, he was undeniably handsome. But she would much rather see him outside the infirmary, without bruises and stitches on his face. "You could have had a concussion. Do you know how serious it is?"

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It had been a good game and Charles was still on an adrenaline high. So he wasn't exactly feeling the swelling on the right side of his face when he went to see the team's sport's medicine staff's assistant. He'd known Olivia for years now, so he'd learned to notice when she was upset with him, and she definitely was now.

"Okay, I'll bite. What's wrong? You're looking at me like this isn't just another standard scrap injury. I took a fist to the face. No big deal right? Happens all the time on the rink. Nothing you haven't seen before, so why are you acting so weird, Liv?"

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Would anyone be interested in a thread with my new test muse?

Olivia Clark (fc: Daisy Edgar-Jones)

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"Oh, really? I thought people your age didn't want to have kids anymore. Or at least didn't plan to while you're young," Aurora told him honestly with a soft chuckle. She couldn't judge them, though. Having a kid changed everything and demanded a lot from you, and they were starting their lives, focused on their careers. The blonde couldn't help but smile warmly as she watched them together. He was sweet to his little girl. "Is it? Lonely, I mean," She asked him curiously. She had always thought he was surrounded by people constantly, barely having time to breathe. "It's cool that at least you get to know people from different places every show, chat with your fans, you probably get a lot of love from them, even if it's for just a couple of minutes."

Alastair saw the little girl running toward him, kneeling down to be at her level and smiling warmly at her. “Don’t worry, I adore kids. Can’t wait to have my own,” Alastair assured Aurora, picking up Emma and offering her to the woman who was clearly her mother by her looks. “Hi Emma, I’m Alastair,” he introduced himself to the little girl, smiling warmly and almost…paternally.

“A pleasure to meet you. I love when I get visits backstage — makes things less lonely after the show,” he told Aurora with that classic charismatic smile of his that was part of his appeal.

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Another night, another set-up date that failed. She wasn't bad, she looked good and it was nice to chat with her, but he just didn't feel anything for her, not even attraction. He didn't even kiss her. At least the night was over and he was back home, finally. Holden closed the door and found Alastair in the living room. "Oh, hey. I'm surprised you're awake," He was allowed to sleep there, having a room for him, and of course Holden would still pay him double for it if he stayed the night. Sometimes it was too late for him to go home or the weather was bad, Holden felt better knowing he was safe in the house. Alastair was great with his kids, they loved him, and he couldn't be more thankful to have him there helping him with them ever since his wife passed. "How were they tonight?" He asked taking off his coat and hanging it.

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Alastair was in Holden’s living room, having put Holden’s little one to sleep a few hours ago already. Holden was on a date, trying to find another parental figure for his kid, which Alastair found admirable but a bit soon after losing Holden’s child’s mother. He personally adored the kid, teaching them as much as he could, helping with homework and everything.

Alastair was studying to be a teacher, the nanny work just being to help him get acclimated to having to care for a child as he had none of his own except for his niece, who was like an adoptive daughter to him.

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“How is it? The dress,” He asked her curiously with a half-smirk, finding it cute how she pronounced the word wrongly. “And it’s príncipe, my Darling. You’re the princesa,” Diego told her, keeping their arms together. “You can say ‘Amor’, it means love, but we usually use it more than babe, which is ‘Bebê’. Whatever you like better,” He told her. “I wouldn’t be worried about impressing them if I were you. You don’t have to, we’ll be married already,” Not to mention how hard it was to impress them. Pointless, in his opinion. “I know neither of us wanted to be in this situation, it’s definitely not how we pictured getting married one day, but we’re stuck in this, so we might make it less miserable. I’m quite excited to see my fiancé’s dress, yes. You’ll look beautiful, I know. And if it counts, I’m glad I’m stuck if you and not someone else,” Diego winked at Daisy. At least she was gorgeous and they were getting along, he thought they could have fun together. When his parents set this up, he was picturing this much worse. He still didn’t love her, but they could enjoy each other's presence, and maybe with time they could even love one another, who knows? Or divorce. “Noted. I’ll cry. I’ll work on my tears tonight,” He joked. “You’ll know I’ll be the most handsome man in the room,” The male teased before laughing as they walked together around the place.  

"I promise it's probably nothing you haven't done before, but I'll tell you that I'm no good with relationships, with keeping males around that don't want to pull out all my hairs." She explained with a little smirk, taking his arm when he offered her one and glanced around the venue once more. "I do have a dress already, yes." The blonde's head tilted aside and she grinned widely while looking at Diego. "Are you a curious little princesa?" Daisy asked, teasing him a little with using his Portuguese vocabulary against him. "What's a word for baby or babe in Portuguese? I want to learn it all, impress the in-laws and shit." Daisy chuckled. "You're not actually excited to see me at the alter, right? I mean, it's my dream dress but it just - it feels like it doesn't really count." Of course she wanted to be head over heels with him and love him but it was also very fake. "Guess you'll have to wait until tomorrow, I'll make an impression, have you blow your mind and if you don't cry, I'm out." It was a joke, but her tone was serious for a little while before she flashed him a smirk. "All jokes aside, I'm also very curious to what you will wear." and how she would feel walking towards him in that very moment. Maybe she was a little more nervous than she admitted.

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"That must have been beautiful! I love flowers," Juliet told him before sipping her drink. She truly loved flowers, of all kinds, and they were one of her favorite things to draw and paint. She had seen pictures of Japan and South Korea during cherry blossom before, and it was mesmerizing. "Would you?" It was sweet of Callum. "To be honest, I wasn't in the mood for art for a while," She hadn't been inspired to it and the mood certainly didn't help. The arranged and loveless marriage did mess with her head, but now things were getting on track. She could say she was genuinely happy at this very moment with him. "Perhaps now it's a good time to take this habit back," The redhead smile at her husband. "Can we turn the smallest bedroom into a studio?"

He could only smile to himself hearing her say that she cared about his feelings. It was something small and bare minimum but to him it was like a mountain of weight. "I'd say....South Korea? When I went it was spring, and it was just covered in flowers," he said remembering what it looked like from driving in his car. "You should have said something earlier, I can have one of the offices or bedrooms turned into an art studio."

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"It would be cool to see that. They'd be truly desperate," Alice chuckled, imagining a movie-like scenario where they go in a helicopter to rescue him. This time together sounded like a dream. It has been a while since they got to enjoy some time alone, no inferences. "A private collection? Mm... Baby, you're so naughty," Her lips curled up as she looked at her boyfriend, liking the way he was thinking. The more they talked about this getaway, the more excited she got. "The usual. Eating, drinks, most times at someone's place, lots of jokes and talking. What did you do to have fun while you were away?"

"They'll have to helicopter in to reach me," he knew it was easier said then done. But he wanted no interviews, no photoshoots, no sessions to interfere with the time he had with Alice. It had been some time since they could be just them, not him in some stupid disguise just so they could have a semblance of normalcy. "Of course, though there may be room for a private collection," he said followed by a wink and a lean in to kiss her cheek. "What do you do with your friends?"

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“You have a point, all guys are fools. Some are just cuter than others,” She joked with a light chuckle. He was no fool though, Henry knew what he was doing, what he was doing to her, and she was enjoying it. She never got to know this side of him. Her eyes lowered to his lips, nipping her lower lip before looking into his eyes again. Her lips curled up when he said she was home. It surely felt like that, although nothing inside that place was hers. Not even him. Ellie closed her eyes, sighing in delight at the feeling of his lips on hers, giving ehr instant butterflies. Her small hand moved up to the back of his neck, gently touching it as she deepened the kiss. She needed more of it. More of him. She could tell she would be addicted to Henry from now on.

henry laughed at her words, a delighted grin practically painted on his face. "a little bit of a fool, yeah. aren't all guys? the key is to be less of an idiot than a good bit of them and you're set." when their eyes met following the admission that they both were into each other, he could feel something deep within him that he wasn't sure he had ever felt with anyone before. hopefully, this was the start of something incredible. "good," was all he managed to say as he noticed her eyes dipping to his lips for a moment and found himself doing the very same think. any train of thought he had was long gone, instead falling silent for a moment as he soaked in her words and the way she looked at him. "you are home.. if you wanna be," he softly spoke. unable to deny the allure of her, the man slowly leaned forward to press his lips to hers - sealing the distance with a sweet, passionate kiss. the instant flutter of butterflies in his stomach practically took his breath away as his hands moved to rest against her waist.

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"I... intrigue you? How come?" Sarah was genuinely curious about that. She never thought she'd hear something like that from him, whose favorite pastime was to annoy her. It was the first time they were this close to each other and so raw. "I never denied it. Because it was never brought up, in the first place," And if it did in any other occasion, she would deny it for sure. Fuck. He was also feeling the tension. Richie was making her weak to her knees. Her lips moved as she tried to reply, but no words came out. She was speechless. Her gaze lowered to his tempting lips and looked up into his deep blue eyes again, making her nip her lower lip nervously. Her lips turned up at his question, thinking it was sweet of him to ask. "Quite the opposite."

"yeah, i'm sorry about that. it's cliche as hell that i tease the woman that i... that intrigues me." while he did like her, he also wasn't sure he was ready to say that - instead just treading the line between flirting and exposing himself. his cheeks flushed pink as he felt her hand on his arm, a gleaming smile crossing his lips. "i know, but are you denying that you think i'm hot? i can't be the only one feeling some sort of tension here," he teased her with a bite to his bottom lip, deep blue eyes gazing into hers with obvious longing. "i don't usually ask, but given the circumstance of your deep annoyance of me.. would you hate it if i kissed you right now?"