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He turns, already smelling of his old bourbon, his empty flask kept away.

Fae...

He softly slurs, pulling her into his lap...

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

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He nods, patting the small of her back gently...

You know where to find me, hm?

He glances back at Will, giving him a little nod, before heading off to the bar, on his own.

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

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He sighed...

No, but really, I do not want to make a fool out of myself. Hip-hop didn't exactly teach me the Cotillion or the Waltz. You guys go ahead.

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

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Oh, don't forget Mister-Better-At-Math, over there.

He added, cocking his brow, gesturing towards Will, on the other side of her, a certain fondness seeping into his tone.

I'm sure his ballroom dancing lessons covered this, right Mister Perfect?

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

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He exhales, picking up his mug and placing a small kiss to her lips in return, the filth feeling washed.

He was more content, now that he felt albeit better...

Soon, they drove to the venue, a glistening banquet, all sorts of people from the industry arrived. It was indeed a massive event, for all who joined along, chandeliers hanging high.

Walking by him, Victor held faith close, the three of them mindful of each other, subconsciously sticking together.

He looked around with a quiet breath.

They did well, in this one. Doesn't mean I won't critique it, though.

He chuckled.

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

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Conclusion...?

He looks up at him with a curious look, picked up like feather-weight, his tummy doing a little flip inside being carried...

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

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Shower...would...take long, tesoro...

he whispered, looking up, uncertainty dancing in his gaze...

are you sure...?

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

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We should go...

He muttered, albeit reluctant. He couldn't stand it, feeling so dirty, scared, beside a man that he might hurt, and the woman he feared to stain.

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

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He kisses back, taken by it, for the moment, his thoughts tamed for that very instant.

His heart still sunk a certain way, when it all circled back to the conversation with Faith that afternoon...

He could smell the nicotine on his own breath. He kept feeling that he was dirtying Will...in some way.

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

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He huffs gently. As if he knew any better.

I can't...

He mumbles, cheeks flushing in gently...even if he did get the tie...how would he...tie it? he couldn't tell them he could tie...his tie...

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

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He exhales, shaking his head and gently pecking her cheek...

You're kidding, right? I didn't even match my tie with you. I looks terrible, like we're both from two different timelines.

He looks around...

Where's Will?

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

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...He's taken, for a moment, breath caught in his chest...

Yeah...

He couldn't help but feel only a little close to shameful. She was here, before his eyes, a lady, in all her glory to see. And he was...just him., So simple, and dimming the glow around her

Gorgeous.

He nods, mumbling, exhaling a little...

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

[ctrl-vc]

“Hey baby? I’m ready for the soirée”

@faith-monique

He adjusts his collar, exhaling a little, looking in the mirror surface of the sunmica one last time, before turning to her with a curt nod.

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Breathes out warm against her mouth, brows creasing...

That's a good girl...

When Vic returns home from his trip, he finds Faith curled up on the sofa, asleep with some movie playing idly on the tv as she rests, clearly having tried to wait up for him

@faith-monique

He exhales, all worked up a long flight, a long trip, finals season too, and a very many audits having broken his back for the month...

He doesn't think a lot, unbothered about his suit, as he places his bag down, turning the tv off...

He isn't making a sound, already lying down by her, bringing her into a gentle embrace, giving her a warm kiss, humming quietly...

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Please, what, love?

He husks between kisses, his grip gentle, but firm, tracing circles down the small of her back, teasing...

Use your big-girl words, baby...

When Vic returns home from his trip, he finds Faith curled up on the sofa, asleep with some movie playing idly on the tv as she rests, clearly having tried to wait up for him

@faith-monique

He exhales, all worked up a long flight, a long trip, finals season too, and a very many audits having broken his back for the month...

He doesn't think a lot, unbothered about his suit, as he places his bag down, turning the tv off...

He isn't making a sound, already lying down by her, bringing her into a gentle embrace, giving her a warm kiss, humming quietly...

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You.

He whispers, latching onto her in a mildly bruising kiss...grip gently tightening around the dip of her waist, pulling her closer in, needing to let off what he had been carrying for a damned week...

When Vic returns home from his trip, he finds Faith curled up on the sofa, asleep with some movie playing idly on the tv as she rests, clearly having tried to wait up for him

@faith-monique

He exhales, all worked up a long flight, a long trip, finals season too, and a very many audits having broken his back for the month...

He doesn't think a lot, unbothered about his suit, as he places his bag down, turning the tv off...

He isn't making a sound, already lying down by her, bringing her into a gentle embrace, giving her a warm kiss, humming quietly...

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I don't know...I feel like a log...just really heavy....need to clear my head...don't know how, love...

He spoke, weary, head still lazily lolled back...

When Vic returns home from his trip, he finds Faith curled up on the sofa, asleep with some movie playing idly on the tv as she rests, clearly having tried to wait up for him

@faith-monique

He exhales, all worked up a long flight, a long trip, finals season too, and a very many audits having broken his back for the month...

He doesn't think a lot, unbothered about his suit, as he places his bag down, turning the tv off...

He isn't making a sound, already lying down by her, bringing her into a gentle embrace, giving her a warm kiss, humming quietly...