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charles

“The best thing about this season is the mulled wine. And the selection of all sorts of Christmas alcohol in the supermarkets. That is the only thing that can get me in any sort of jolly mood. I fucking hate this season.” Charles said before he took a sip of his mulled wine. 

“Who can even survive Christmas without alcohol?” he huffed, drinking from his glass of beer. “What, you’re celebrating alone, or what?”

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juliet

Humming in response, she brought his hand up to her lips, pressing a soft kiss as she met his eyes. “She’s my fierce girl that’s for sure,” Juliet spoke, laughing at the thought of a bigger lab running around. “The big ones need homes too. Plus, it’s just more of them to love. Hey.. one day means soon to me.”

Aiden nodded in agreement. “Can’t believe she turns four soon,” he mumbled, remembering when she was this cute puppy every girl on the street stopped to pet - the easiest way to pick up girls, apparently. The touch of her lips warmed his hand, making him long for her lips, but it wasn’t the right time, he knew that. “Fine,” he sighed. “Maybe you’ll get something furry for Christmas.”

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Dean Winchester | 14x08 Byzantium 

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emmy

“Me, knowing rejection? Oh please, you have to know me better than that. Don’t disgrace me,” she shook her head. Truthfully she believed she could get what she wanted but Aiden being as stubborn as he is and at how whipped he was, she wan’t gonna pull shit. Not to mention the fact that they were the strict definition of just friends. “I can take a 5′2 little kid but yeah, sure,” she nodded. “I didn’t just plan on wasting my breath. Go on.” 

“You had your chance back in the day. Time’s changed, Paxton.” It was true, though. Back then, he’d sleep with pretty much anyone - didn’t care if he didn’t remember any of them. “No, you can’t... and you never will... cause I don’t wanna lose neither of you.” He let out a snicker, still a bit uncertain about something only men would normally talk about, he thought. “Well,” he cleared his throat, smiling about how ridiculous it felt just talking about it. “It’s not exactly fun? But it’s not-not fun. I don’t even know, you’re a girl and you don’t like when I talk about my girlfriend so...” Shrugging his shoulders, he leaned the glass to his lips, yearning to empty the glass already, simply to pour it up once again.

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juliet

her free hand traced over the fabric of her skirt, outlining the hem of the material and scrolling through some of the playlists. anything to keep her mind of him and those hands that were gripping the steering wheel.”you’re joking, you have to.. yeah of course your joking because, i would have to break up with you if you weren’t joking.”

aiden enjoyed most music, the problem was he couldn’t stand other’s taste but his own. he could leave a party or an event just because of a song, and even if it buggered juliet from time to time, he was sure she was used to it by now. so by having his permission to pick a couple of songs, well... that was an honour itself, at least aiden thought so. “we don’t want that,” he smirked, “you’re stuck with me and you know it.”

atlantic city

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emmy

“Well don’t count me out just yet. Is it the height? I can shave down my feet and be just like her. Damn, it’s the eyes huh? I’m willing to get contacts,” she nodded sarcastically, puckering her lips slightly. “Well, what if I do? Can’t imagine her trying to fight me,” Em scoffed. Rolling her eyes, she handed him a friendly pour to get him started before sitting next to him on her now covered couch. “I was joking you idiot. But here’s a question. You chug whisky like water, do ya ever get whiskey dick?”

“You and I both know that’s never gonna happen,” he raised his gaze, knowing Juliet was one of a kind, his devil in a red dress. “Trust me, you don’t know what she’s capable of.” He’d never really seen his girl fight, but he already felt bad for the other person who was gonna be a part of it. “Shut up,” he mumbled, still making sure he didn’t touch the actual fabric of the couch. Instead, he took in the great taste of whisky. “Um, yah... you wanna know how that goes or?” he huffed and rolled his eyes. No way.

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juliet

maybe she was just jumping the gun but the man she loved just told her that he loved her back and it was –– more than exciting for her. she grabbed his phone and opened his music library before looking up at him. “they can be shitty ones… right? like terrible, cut off your ears, katy perry kinda bad?”

of course, he couldn’t wait to get to the hotel, but he was happy he didn’t have to lock himself into a shady motel. they deserved so much more than that, especially now. for once they were outta town, far away from all of their friends... and enemies. “katy perry’s bad?” he huffed, looking back at the road, frowning. “didn’t know that.”

atlantic city

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juliet

Yeah sure, she was spoiled but it wasn’t by anyone but him and while she was needy he seemed more than willing to give it to her. “You’re not?” She squeezed his hand, closing her eyes momentarily as she pressed onto him, mesmerized by his body heat. “Kinda want it to be a girl… Maybe a lab,” she shrugged. “You’re too good to me.”

“Don’t think I’m gonna turn down a compliment,” he mumbled whilst his thumb brushed across the top of her hand. “You’re lucky Blondie go rampage on bitches.” A low hum left his lips, sorta surprised when she mentioned getting a labrador. “A fit lab or a fat lab?” Raising an eyebrow, he looked down at her. “I don’t know about that. One day can mean a lotta things.”

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emmy

“Nah I’m pretty sure you still wanna fucking fight,” she mused, her eyes looking over to his with a swift wink. “Jesus Christ, Aiden. I get it, you have a girlfriend. I’d be more shocked if you didn’t mention her the rest of the day. But maybe also ask if I can join in sometime. “It’s real good,” she nodded before looking back with a crooked smile. “Oh nothing,” she said sweetly before grabbing the bottle of whiskey and two crystal glasses. “Eh, something like that, I’m sure. Oh shut the fuck up it’s been a while.”

"I’m sorry you’re never gonna beat my girlfriend,” he snickered, clearly enjoying bothering the crap outta her. As long as she didn’t kick him out. “She’s too jealous for that kinda stuff, and I don’t plan on asking her.” No, he wasn’t gonna lie and say a threesome wasn’t tempting, but it would forever be a fantasy, and he could live with that. Also, he was used to Camila joking about it every time she was around. When Emmy went for the drinks, he took a blanket and put it discreetly under where he was seated. “Whisky never fails.”

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juliet

juliet looked out at the road, a smile spreading on her lips as she applied pressure to his leg when he warned her. a thought sparked through her, maybe it would be nice to wait this one time, after all, how many times would they get to be in a five star hotel? “fine,” she mused growing closer to him, her lips pressed to his jaw. “we’ll wait for the hotel.”

she couldn’t really blame him. to ‘get it on’ on a motel bed which was already covered with god knows what was far from something he craved right now. especially not after telling her those three words. no, he’d rather wait, his mind was consistent on that one. “two songs, remember,” he mused after a moment of silence. 

atlantic city

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richie rich‌

Ryan could see the hit coming from a mile away, but he didn’t dodge it or stop it from happening, and instead just let Aiden punch him in the face. Turning his head to the side on impact, Ryan just nodded. “I guess that’s fair” he said, looking back at Aiden. Ryan squinted slightly as Aiden mentioned guns. He was sure his friend wasn’t going to shoot him, but Ryan had had a bad week and right now he wasn’t opposed to the idea. Pulling his gun out from the back of his pants, he put it in Aiden’s hand. “Now you have a gun. You gonna let me have a drink before you shoot me?” he said before taking a step back and walking over to his liquor cabinet. Pulling out his favorite whiskey, Ryan took a swig and looked back at Aiden.

Aiden hadn’t expected Ryan to react the way he did. It was one thing to know him, to have known him for years, but that didn’t mean shit. Not with Ryan. That being said, he did prefer not getting hit back, though Ryan had no reason to do so in the first place. Instead, he kept a cold stare, keeping himself from throwing another punch at him. What happened next was what surprised him the most, or maybe it shouldn’t have. It was Ryan, after all. The heavy weight of a gun planted in his hand, giving him goosebumps, and not the kinda goosebumps he liked. “No,” he responded while slowly unloading the gun. “Nothing here’s worth shooting. Not even you.”

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juliet

If it wasn’t for his body keeping her warm, she’d be freezing right about now but as she got pulled closer the more relaxed she felt. She moved her head to have her lips next to his, pressing them to the corner of his mouth. “Because you’re the best pillow around and maybe… it should?”

Aiden could never say no to her, didn’t matter if they already had two dogs. They both knew they had enough time and love for more, and like she said; space of room on the bed. “I’m not gonna argue on that one,” he hummed, as well as puckering his lips when thinking about what kind of dog breed she’d want. The only thing he hoped for was for Blondie to accept it. “I do like me-sized-dogs,” he shrugged, “so we should go check that out one day?”

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juliet

leaning her head on his shoulder, the girl put her hand on his leg, tracing the hem on the inner thigh. “honestly –– i don’t even care.” 

aiden didn’t know what to do with himself now she couldn’t seem to care less about where they ended up. he had looked forward to entering that big suite all day, but at the same time, his body wanted something else right now. “baby, you never care,” he hummed and palmed the top of her hand, the one on his thigh. “careful.”

atlantic city

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juliet

the one thing she loved about his car is that there wasn’t anything dividing the seats. gotta love old cars especially for that reason. her head resting on his shoulder, she couldn’t help but look up at him as the city lights danced on his skin. a radiant laugh left her lips, “yeah? i heard it tastes even better in the shower,” she shrugged, looking for any motel that they might pass. “the sooner you pull over the better it’ll feel.”

aiden pursed his lips when she answered. seeing as he already was too excited, she didn’t make it easy for him. “in the shower? well, alright,” he murmured with a brief snicker. “you wanna jump in a dirty motel room when we got a big suite waiting for us five minutes away?”

atlantic city

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juliet

Closing her eyes for a moment, the girl kept her eyes on their legs and their hands. How much he hated her old boss always made her smile, only he could care so much about a tiny little man coming for her. “Shut up,” she smiled, turning her head to look at him. “There gonna be the only ones you get,” she praised looking at his green eyes. “Maybe we should but I think in our giant bed we all have enough room yet we all kinda gravitate towards you.

Aiden smiled back at her once their eyes met. She seemed calm, at least she sure acted like it, and hopefully, she was. “Make me,” he hummed and pulled her tighter. “Yeah, I still don’t know why yall do that. And just because there’s more room in bed doesn’t mean we should get another dog, you know.”

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juliet

“I’ll call in a minute,” she told him, nuzzling to him her free hand going up to bunch his shirt in her hand as pain shifted through her briefly. This felt like heaven, like something she could rely on and look forward to. “Yeah, it was really cool, way better than where I used to work and the paintings my old boss used to paint. What a schmuck,” she mused. “You’re just saying that ‘cause they’re the only lips you got but yeah –– no. No chihuahua’s, they yap too much and Giant sleeps on us too often.” 

“Alright,” he spoke along with a crooked smile. All that was missing now was a blanket, and then they would look like some hardcore American Christmas movie. Cheesy as hell, but now he couldn’t care less. He felt hella comfortable with her against his chest, with her solid heartbeat and warm body. “A creepy-ass schmuck,” he agreed, rolling his eyes while he was at it. “They’re the only lips I want, idiot.” His arms bumped her carefully, like a small tease. “Giant’s smart, he knows the bed’s comfortable as fuck... and Blondie, who I thought was smart, is sleeping in his bed. So, maybe just stick with those two assbutts.”