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💬 DOMINIC & AZRA

Azra: please tell me how it's any of your business dominic

Azra: pretty sure you know the answer to that question

Azra: i don't have to explain myself to you.

Dominic: azra, goddamn it!

Dominic: if it isn't my business as your ex boyfriend, it's my business as a fellow wolf.

Dominic: hop off this guy's dick, steal your brain back from his back pocket and get your fucking head in the game!

Dominic: what the fuck were you thinking?

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💬 DOMINIC & AZRA

Dominic: please tell me what i heard, isn't true.

Dominic: did you leave town hall with a fuckin' disciple after the valentine's party?

Dominic: just tell me that it ain't right.

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FEATURING KYRA YILMAZ

date: february 13th

status: for @dominic-cook​

“It’s my birthday week, you can’t be a dick to me for the next 5 business days.” Technically her birthday was the next day, but in her mind she deserved a birthday week after all of the stressful things that have happened lately. When she first came to town five years ago, they hooked up a few times, but after he introduced her to the wolves after he caught her dealing, that was over as quick as it began. She believed them to be on the same page about leaving it in the past. They were coworkers now, maybe friends even. She didn’t trust him fully, but there was only a handful of people who earned her completee trust. 

"Suuuuuuuure.” Dominic dragged out the word in a sing-songy way and rolled his eyes. “The next five business days will be worse for you, just because you said that. You fuckin’ birthday brat.” He rolled his eyes again, “Your birthday is tomorrow, which means one day. You get one fucking day. Now shut your yap and lets get some food and listen to this awful music. And no, I’m not buying. Because technically it isn’t your birthday yet.” The man begun walking down Main Street, heading for the stage where music was supposed to take place not long after, “Why do they do this? Every fucking year this goddamned town feels a need to throw some big ass celebration. And for what? So people who are in love can flaunt it and the single people who aren’t getting laid - Myself not included - Can feel like shit about themselves?” It’s clear that he’s not a fan of Valentine’s Day.

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FEATURING AZRA TEZEL

azra already knew that he was going to get on her nerves. it was something that he was very talented at. after the way that they crashed and burned, she had done her best to push him away. yet he seemed intent on getting back in her good graces which was impossible. she was rolling her eyes, her tongue clicking against the roof her mouth,” pretty sure i have vibrators that gave me better orgasms.” that caused an old lady walking by to give her a dirty look which made azra smirk. she had to stop herself from laughing and she was shaking her head at him in disbelief,” if you really want a portrait i’m charging you double and no trying to flirt.” she motioned towards the empty chair,” so it’s up to you.” 

Dominic shakes his head as a laughter erupts from his lungs, “Don’t kid yourself. Your vibrators can’t–Wait....Vibratorssss. As in multiple?” His eyes widened as his mind started racing with images of Azra with her vibrators. Shaking his head to get the images out of his head, Dom then glared at the old lady giving them the stink eye and then moved his gaze back to Azra. “I’ll pay double, but I cannot promise not to flirt. It’s in my DNA. Or whatever it is that controls my flirtation. My dick or some part of my brain probably.” He chuckled and sat down. Crossing his arms across his chest, he prepared for Azra to fight him on the issue. 

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FEATURING GENESIS PORTER

it wasn’t exactly a shock to see dominic by himself. after all she knew how he was with women and that meant avoiding a date on valentine’s day. it was a day that most women took incredibly serious even if men didn’t. genesis was one of the ones who thought the holiday was garbage. even when she was in a relationship she didn’t take it that seriously. she was just praying that he wasn’t still pissed off at her. though she couldn’t blame him considering how she had acted. the both of them seemed to butt heads. she waited almost impatiently for him to take the bottle that she held out to him. all she did was stare at him with a blank look on her face,” maybe it’s because your asshole level has been off the charts.” he was taking the beer and she took that as an invite to sit down. she popped open her beer and took a swig, her eye brows arching up,” who the hell were you going to text?” she was glancing towards the plate of food in front of him and then looked back towards his face. an almost curious look appeared as she set her beer down,” i don’t know if i possess the ability to keep you out of trouble given your track record.” she glanced towards the officer before looking towards his plate. she was shrugging as she pulled it towards her and went to pick up one of the ribs,” maybe you are too skinny,” she teased, going to take a bite,” so what are you doing tonight? i’m heading to rendezvous after that dinner.” 

Genesis was one of the few women, who Dominic actually allowed to bust his balls without serious regret. “My asshole levels are always off the charts. Nothing new there, Gen.” He chuckled and looked at the plate of food, his appetite suddenly returning as he grabbed a rack of ribs and pulled them apart in order to start chewing a piece of the juicy meat. He raised his shoulders in a shrug, before swallowing and grabbing the beer with his clean fingers, “Some chick I’ve been hooking up with. What can I say? My dick doesn’t know it’s Valentine’s Day and that this is not the day to be hooking up.” Dom looked down towards his pants, “Down boy!” And guffaws. The man was in stitches, until he finally gathered himself and kept picking away at the ribs. Chewing more he then grabbed a napkin he’d placed under his plate and begun wiping his fingers and lips, “My track record is pretty impressive. But you’ve got to try your best. I’m not trying to get some chick to stalk me because I made the mistake of texting her on Valentine’s Day.” Dominic shoots Genesis a serious glare, before he looks back towards the police officer and then back to Gen with an offended look on his face, “I’m not too skinny. Look at this...” He raises his arm and flexes his bicep, douchebag style, “All muscle right here.” Placing his lips against his own bicep he then pulls back and cocks a brow at his riend, “And don’t you dare tell me otherwise.” After picking the bone some more he chews and then nods, “I’ll be heading back there too. Not really in a socializing mood... Especially not if my dick’s in jean-jail tonight”

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FEATURING AZRA TEZEL

location: main street stalls

date: saturday, feb 13th

with: dominic cook

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“if you are going to ruin my good mood by talking please don’t,” she said the moment that dominic had stepped up. azra had agreed to do some portraits for couples or whoever was willing to pay. so far she had made quite a decent amount given the circumstances. she had been in the middle of trying to clean up a bit. she was wiping her hands off on a rag and looked back up towards him. a small sigh escaped from her since she had the feeling that she would run into him even if she did her best to avoid doing so,” and unless you want a portrait done you should keep on walking.” it wouldn’t be the first time she had drawn him considering she had used him as a subject for a few pieces. however those days were long over. 

Just as Dominic had approached Azra, she spoke before he got a chance to. “Is that how you greet the greatest lay of your life?” He shakes his head and tuts at her. There is no doubt that Dom is trying get back on Azra’s good side, but with how things had ended between them and with how stubborn he knew her to be, he was well aware it would be a long and tedious process. “And what if I want a portrait done? Will you turn away a paying customer?” He places a hand on his chest and gasps in mock horror, before shaking his head. “You know you love drawing my sexy self, so how ‘bout it? Draw me like one of your French chicks, or however that line goes.” A charming grin finds his lips as he awaits her answer.

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FEATURING GENESIS PORTER

location: main street

date: sunday, feb 14th

with: dominic cook

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her last conversation with dominic had been on her mind constantly. only because of the way that it had gone down. she knew that the reason he was even concerned was because of the fact that she had pushed him away. it was something that she hadn’t really done ever since she had blown into town. she was unsure about what she was doing as she glanced around at everyone that had decided to attend the stupid barbecue. she had the feeling that she would find him there and it seemed she was right. she was sighing but she knew that she had come there for a damn reason. she was unsure even as she grabbed two bottles of beer and made her way over to him. she went to hold one out towards him and bit down on her lip,” truce?” she honestly didn’t know what she was doing,” or at least an i’m sorry for acting like such a bitch?” 

Sitting at the barbecue alone on Valentine’s day, seemed like the safest bet to Dom. He wasn’t about to drag some poor unsuspecting thing into bed on a day meant for love and all that mushy crap. The man was wholly convinced women read way too much into this dumb ass holiday, and he would have a level ten clinger on his hands afterwards, should he actually end up in bed with one of them. The fact that Gen and him hadn’t talked since their heated conversation the other day, had in fact been on Dominic’s mind, despite what anyone on the outside looking in, might think. The man rarely ever let his feelings show, save for when they were feelings of anger. So there he sat, a plate of food in front of him but no appetite while he looked down at his phone, considering whether or not to text one of his regular hookups out of sheer boredom or maybe even message Gen for company. Suddenly seeing a beer being held up in front of him, Dom cocked a brow at the friend who had just been on his mind, and absently ran a hand over his beard, “I don’t know, man. Your bitchiness has been on another level this past while.” The faux serious look on his face was broken up by a smile, when the man grabbed the bottle from Gen’s hand and nodded, “But since you just saved me from making a big ass mistake by texting someone I shouldn’t, I guess I’ll forgive you. If you spend the night keeping me out of trouble.” He chuckled and dragged a long sip of his beer. “You hungry? That pig over there, must’ve thought me too skinny, because he loaded my plate up!” He nodded towards the police officer handing out food.

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FEATURING EMILIANA DUPONT

Location: near one of the stalls

date: February 14th

status: open for all @charmingstarters​

“Oh, no I didn’t get this from anyone ‘special’. Do you know those old ladies who go around restaurants or public places like this one, handing you roses and they try to take like ten bucks for the one rose they gave you?” She laughed, shaking her head.  “That’s how I got it. I felt bad for saying no and giving it back to her, so I bought it. I know, I’m a sucker. Don’t laugh at me. So if you want to get a rose for someone, I’m sure she’s still around here somewhere, going between the stalls. It does smell nice though, even if I’m not a flowers type of girl.” 

Having asked Emily how she got the rose, Dom then chuckled at her explanation. “Really? You fell for that age old hustle?” A fuller laughter escaped him. When the laughter subsided, Dominic determinately shook his head, “Oh god, no. I would never dream of giving a rose to someone. Especially not on Valentine’s day. Chicks read waaaay too much into that shit.” He shrugged and turned to look at Emily. Dom had been close with her brother as they grew up together, but as they’d gone their separate ways in life, he hadn’t felt any need to stay in touch with Emily. But as they both got older, Dom had no shame in bringing his childhood friend’s little sister into bed with him. “But effectively, you buying a rose made you a ‘flowers type of girl’, just sayin’” He mentioned with another small chuckle, before casually throwing his arm around Emily’s shoulders, “So whatcha doin’ alone on Valentine’s Day? Don’t you have some lovestruck puppy boy to buy your roses for you?” He asked as they begun walking down the street full of stalls. 

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☎ for valentina

NAME  —  Kiddo

RINGTONE  —  Memories by David Guetta & Kid Cudi

PICTURE  —  

LAST TEXT RECEIVED  —  “Why, Dominic? Why?” - 5:26 am Tuesday

LAST TEXT SENT  —  “If Batman didn’t have money would he still have become a superhero?” - 3:32 am Tuesday

@valentinas

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FEATURING VALENTINA SAXE

Location: Outside Rendezvous

With: Dominic Cook

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Valentina couldn’t help but smile affectionately as she tugged her coat tighter against her body once she saw who was outside of the building she was walking towards. She had asked her latest client to drop her off at the night club after their dinner and drinks, and he was such a gentleman that he didn’t even ask to come inside, just dropped her off, paid her for the night, told her he had a good time and was off. No trying to kiss her, or touch her inappropriately, no opportunity for her to say her inevitable no. Clients like that were hard to find, and that was why Valentina was in such a good mood tonight, and she was pretty sure it could be seen clearly on her face. “Hi, Nugget,” she couldn’t help teasing him with the nickname she reserved for him, before reaching out and wrapping him in a gentle hug. “Shouldn’t you be wooing the panties off some girl at this time of the night?” Valentina asked, rolling her eyes playfully before leaning against the building. “No, but seriously, I feel like I haven’t seen you in a bit. What have you even been up to when I’m not looking out for your ass?”

Dominic stood positioned outside Rendezvous, a lit cigarette in hand. The Wolves had a reputation in town and their escorts were not the be fucked with; something the clients knew well. Despite this, when he saw a car pulling up with Valentina on the passenger seat and a client driving, the protective instinct geared up inside of him. When Valentina approached a short while later, without any trouble and the car drove off, Dom’s features morphed from a protective scowl to a light and happy smile. “You fuckin’ idiot. How often to I need to tell you not to call me that?” He laughed, taking the seriousness out of his words. Hugging the beautiful woman back, Dom then looked down towards her lower stature, “Nah. My frequent flyer just showed signs of getting attached. So I had to cut her loose. Besides, my favorite girl, non-sexual category, just showed up. Let’s get you out of the cold and get you a drink, huh?” He took the last drag from his cigarette and tossed it, before nodding towards the security manning the door. “I’ve been getting in trouble. But that ain’t news around here. Especially without you there to look out for my firm and sexy ass.” He laughed and patted his behind, before he placed a friendly hand on her lower back and headed inside. “What about you? How’ve you been without me to look out for you? Heard about a client ditching you a little while back. Just wanted to let you know, he won’t be getting business from us any time soon.” Dominic explained with a serious expression, as he guided Val towards the bar.

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FEATURING NIKKI STEVENS

“Oh I’m sorry you wanted something more violent? Would a slap to the face have been more your speed? Cause I can still make that happen.” She flippantly replied. Nikki just gave him a kissy face after his ‘fuck you’ to her. As if he’d ever say that to her in a serious manner. She watched as he got up from his seat and raised an eyebrow at him as he caged her against bar. “Mmhmm…” She hummed, her head tilting up to look at him and a smirk spreading across her lips as she listened to him speak about making his move. The smirk got even wider as he whispered in her ear about how she wanted him. It was not her fault that all her friends were attractive. Sue her. If there was anything Nikki loved to do it was flirt and she never could back down from a challenge. “Aww…” She playfully pouted, closing the space between them and using her hands to play with the bottom of his shirt. The shirt began to slowly lift. “But life is more fun if you play games and I love to play games.” She purred, looking at him with mischief in her eyes. “Plus-” Nikki released her grip on his shirt only to grab the bar behind her tightly and jump up, using the leverage to sit on the bar top.“We both know if I wanted you, I would have you Dominic. Perhaps I just really enjoy watching you try.” She could not even hide her teasing smile. 

"I don’t know what you’re into, Nikki. But I don’t get off on pain. So I’mma say no, but thanks for the offer.” He had a large, amused grin on his face. When she played along with his whole ‘you-want-me’–charade, Dominic cocked a brow and looked down to her fingers tangled in the hem of his shirt. “Playing games is bound to get you in trouble, just so you know. Especially playing games with the big, bad wolf.” A smirk appeared on his lips at the innuendo, as she jumped up on the bar and he grabbed his beer, stepping back a few paces as he took a sip, “You can try to convince yourself that all you want, but fact is I’m not trying, love.” He chuckled and downed the last contents of his beer. “You just need to deal with the fact that you’ll never have me. I know, I know... It’s rough knowing you’ll never have perfection, but you’ll learn to live with it.” He exuded confidence and cockiness, as laughter rumbled in his chest. The teasing smile on her lips, mirrored on Dominic’s lips, before he shook his head. “Now... Let’s stop these games and walk you to your car. Your shift’s up, right?”

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FEATURING DOLORES CADIEUX

“Some space would be nice.” She managed to whisper up at him, both anxiety and annoyance managing to play on her tone. This wasn’t the first encounter she’d had with the man, nor did she believe it would be the last. He had a way of popping up when she least expected it, or when he’d be the biggest hindrance. “We’re not open for customers yet.” Dolores insisted, it wasn’t a lie necessarily but had it been anyone else at her door then maybe she would have let them in. “Guess you’ll have to go looking somewhere else. I’m sure you can pick some up cheap at the grocery store.” She didn’t have it in her to be outright rude, to tell him to leave and stop with the hounding, though it seemed with each visit her patience grew shorter. She glared up at Dominic one last time before bending back down for her keys and making another attempt at getting the door. 

Dominic may be a jerk and have issues with the word no but he’d never be one to hurt women. Sure, he made some women uncomfortable, but it was never his intention. The reason for his acting like he did with Dolores, was merely the chase. After stepping away to give her some space, hands held up in surrender, the man then tilted his head to the side, “Not open for customers or not open for me?” He asked, tucking in his lips to avoid a smile at her nervousness. “My floral needs are bigger than the grocery store can supply. So, if you don’t mind... I’ll be waiting out here, until you guys open for customers.” Dom looked around and noticed a bench not far from Flor Amor. He couldn’t avoid checking out her backside as she bent over, but quickly moved his gaze up to her face as she turned to unlock the door. He really ought to get some sleep, but instead he chose to sit down on the bench and pulled out his phone, “Come get me when you’re ready!” He called after her absently, while checking the messages on his phone. 

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FEATURING DOLORES CADIEUX

With her coffee wedged beneath her arm, a handful of mail on one hand and her keys in the other, Dolores stood at the entrance to Flor Amor and struggled to open the door. It was early in the morning, the sun barely coming up across the town and casting in it a warmth that brought her peace after a night of being unable to sleep. Dropping her keys in the struggle to get the door open, Dolores exhaled sharply through her nose and attempted to bend down, not before feeling someone come up behind her. She whipped back up with speed and turned to see the face of perhaps one of the last people she’d want to be dealing with that early on in the day. “Jesus Christ. What the hell is this?” @dominic-cook

He hadn’t slept yet after being present at a deal in the middle of the night. The adrenaline still ran through him every time they received another shipment, always on high alert in order to take care of his own. The Wolves. His family. The only family he had other than his little sister. So he walked through town in the early morning, trying to clear his mind before giving sleep his best shot. When seeing a woman bent over, Dominic watched as she juggled her coffee, mail and trying to pick up her keys, and chuckled as he stepped closer. When she turned around to face him, he placed his hand on the wall behind her, “Hey there, gorgeous.” He greeted her while looking her up and down. “What the hell is what? Isn’t a man allowed to do some early morning flower shopping?” Dom winked at Dolores and pulled his frame back away from hers, waiting for her to open the door to Flor Amor, “Need a hand?” He asked a hint of a smile playing on his lips. 

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FEATURING GENESIS PORTER

even if genesis didn’t like avoiding dominic she knew that she had to. only because if he started to pry she had no idea how she’d react. most were smart enough to leave things alone but she should have realized that he wouldn’t leave her alone. she merely made a face at his clear try at a horrible joke,” not a thing.” she wasn’t bothered by the fact that he basically just made himself comfortable. it was something the both of them did at each other’s places. she opted to ignore the look that he was sending her way, not meeting his eyes,” you don’t know that.” he was right but she was not about to say that. something told her from the way things were already going that it wouldn’t go over that well. she had noticed how he was reaching for a fork but then seemed to stop. she nearly groaned since she should have realized how he would take her words,” that’s not it,” she said quickly. her eyes widened a bit when she realized that he was basically yelling by the end of his rant. she was going to take another step back to keep some distance between them,” do you seriously think yelling is going to get me to talk to you, you incredible pain in the ass?” she knew that since they had been in each other’s lives she had never pushed him away like she had,” i don’t know what you want from me,” she choked out,” i don’t know what i’m supposed to say to you right now dom! i’m just trying to get through the fucking day here and you want me to what? cry on your shoulder? tell you how i literally keep seeing his face and how i don’t know if i should be doing what i am?” 

The man took two deep breaths and closed his eyes while reining in his anger, knowing he wouldn’t get far with Genesis if they ended up in a screaming match. Opening his eyes and seeing the way she backed away with widened eyes was the first sign Dom realized he needed to calm the fuck down. He dragged in another deep breath and looked towards the woman he considered one of his closest friends, “I just want you to fucking talk to me.” His words were spoken through clenched teeth as his anger was trying to take control and he was fighting it tooth and nail. When Genesis choked out the rest of her words, that was when he knew they’d reached the source of her problems, and his rage seemed to vanish. Sighing heavily as he walked towards her and placed his hands on the back of her kitchen chair, he leaned forwards to look at Gen “I don’t want you to cry on my shoulder or any of that crap. I know everything’s been rough on you since the day you got promoted,” he started and looked at Gen with nothing but affection in his eyes knowing what she’d been through with her ex, “but you need to talk about this shit or it’s going to eat you alive.” That was one thing he’d learned while being locked up; Things that went unsaid would fester and only cause more problems than they had to begin with. “If you keep seeing his face in this place, you need to move. If you’re just trying to get through the day, you need to lean on your crew. And if you’re doubting whether you should be doing this now, it’ll only get worse from here. I’m saying this as both your friend and a fellow Wolf.” Dominic looked towards Gen with a tilted head, “You don’t have to talk to me about all this. But someone Gen. You don’t have to be a hardass all the fucking time. We all struggle from time to time. Remember that. Just... Keep it in-house.” He added the last words, since they really weren’t trying to have anyone find out about the Wolves’ internal struggles. 

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FEATURING NIKKI STEVENS

She would always be grateful for everything Dominic had done for her. She didn’t have a lot of close friends, but he was definitely one who always had her back and she would always have his. Nikki smiled widely at having made him laugh, but her mouth dropped open at his words about her new look. “Hag? Hags are old women. So not only are you calling me ugly, but old too? Just say you hate me and you want me gone. It would hurt less.” She pouted, ready to defend her new look and probably go on a rant about ‘new hair, new nikki’ but was stopped from doing that once he laughed. “You’re such a jerk.” She reached over to pinch his arm, still pouting as he laughed before eventually cracking a smile. It was his next comment that got her to laugh aloud. “Oh is that what you’ve been doing this whole time? That’s kinda sad, Dom. All these years of trying and you have yet to reach your goal.” She put her hand on her heart and gave him a look of faux pity. “You poor thing. Bless your heart.”

When the woman pinched his arm, Dominic pulled it towards himself, “A pinch? Seriously? Most of the other girls in here woulda kneed me in the balls for a comment like that.” A full blown laughter escaped him as he shook his head. Looking over and watching her pout turn into a smile and then a laugh, Dominic cocked a brow. “Fuck you.” He spat at her comment. He tried to look angry, but it didn’t last long until his face lit up with a smile. Taking a sip of the ice cold beer in front of him Dominic just chuckled at her faux pity and shook his head again, “Don’t take pity just yet. I have a plan. This is all part of it.” He raised his bottle and pointed the neck of it around the room, before putting the bottle down. He got up from his seat and placed both hands on the bar, caging Nikki in between his chest and the bar. “See... Maybe I was just waiting for you to be in the right mindset, before I made my move. Ever think of that?” He tilted his head to the side before leaning in and placing his lips against Nikki’s ear, “You know you want me. And I’ve got you right where I want you” He whispered in a sultry voice. It didn’t take long before he pulled back and shot his most innocent smile towards her, “Don’t play games with me, Nikki. You won’t win.” Grabbing his bottle from the bar he took a long sip, before winking towards his childhood friend. 

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FEATURING NIKKI STEVENS

Location: Mayhem Maidens

With: Dominic Cook

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It still felt like such a relief to be back in Charming. While her stint at rehab gave her some time to get her mind clear, there was no place like home. She missed being on stage. Nikki also missed the line she’d do right before a performance, but she was moving beyond that now. It all still felt familiar. Like here she was sitting at the bar after her shift, but instead of smoking she had a drink in her hand. Baby steps. It wasn’t just home she missed in rehab, but her friends. One of which had just taken a seat next to her. Dominic had been a fixture in her life since she was a kid. They’d grown older and evolved, but the friendship they had always remained.  “Okay, I think it’s time we address the elephant in the room…” She took a deep breath, giving herself a moment as she turned to face him. “Was going blonde and chopping my hair too much? It’s okay. You can be honest with me. I can take it.”

Sitting down next to Nikki and ordering a beer despite the club being closed for the night, Dom then looked towards his friend and smiled. He knew all about her stint in rehab but just as she had been there for him through his incarceration, he had been there for her though her own personal trials and tribulations. The pair had been close for longer than Dom dared to admit and he couldn’t help but trust the woman; And anyone who knew Dom, knew his trust didn’t come easy. Especially since she worked at the strip club the gang he was apart of owned. Making sure she still had a job after her return to Charming had been Dom’s favor to Nikki. When she spoke, he instantly furrowed his brows in confusion and turned towards her in his seat. Because as far as he knew there was not elephant in the room when it came to the two of them. They’d always been able to talk about any subject matter. When Nikki finally continued, he couldn’t help but laugh and place his face in his hands to try and wipe the smile of his face. “I think it was too much.” He says while trying to keep a straight face, “You look like a ugly hag and I actually came over here to fire you, because the customers complained” This was all a running joke, which was revealed when Dom dropped his head back and laughed for a solid few seconds. “Nah babe. You look gorgeous, as fucking always.” Dom’s words were earnest and the man winked at his friend, “Why else would I have spent most of my life trying to get in your pants?” 

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FEATURING GENESIS PORTER

Location: Genesis’ Apartment With: Dominic Cook @dominic-cook​

“that key is meant for emergencies,” stated genesis without even looking up. only a select few number of people had access to her place. of course she wasn’t even sure that she wanted to stay living there. of course she knew exactly why he was stopping by. she let out a breath as she scraped the eggs from the pan onto the plate that she had waiting,” you do know that there is such a thing as a phone? you don’t need to just show up here.” she was going to set the pan back onto the burner and turned to face him. her hands went to rest against the edge of the counter and she tilted her head. she knew that she had been avoiding him a lately even though she wasn’t sure. she went to pick up a fork and took a small bite,” and i know that i have been keeping up with everything that i need to so what do you need?” 

Letting himself into Genesis’ apartment with the key she’d given him for emergencies, seemed like a good way to get his friend to talk to him. The woman had been avoiding his attempts to talk about anything other than work lately and Dom knew her well enough to know something was up. His suspicion was that it had something to do with her – now deceased – ex-boyfriend. “This is an emergency. A friendship emergency. A friendgency if you will.” He chuckles at his own lame joke, as he closes the door behind him and walks into the place with the confidence of a man who believes he owns the place. Leaning against her kitchen counter, Dom then crosses his arms across his chest and tilts his head to the side, looking at her with an incredulous expression, “A phone? Are you kidding me? You would’ve ignored me. Don’t try to convince me otherwise” Dominic was about to grab a fork for himself when she spoke again. His arm froze mid-air before he pulled it back and his face went hard and void of emotion. “Oh, so that’s what it’s like now? I have to need something, to see you outside of work?” He asks and shakes his head so little it’s barely visible, “Unbelievable. I’ve known you for years Gen, and you’ve never been like this. So spit it out. What the fuck is bothering you? Because this” he waves his hand between them, “is more than just a need-to-know friendship. I’m not saying you have to tell me everything but at least let me in the loop!” Without realizing it, his anger had grown and by the end, he was practically yelling. Dom swallows back his rage, before taking a step back, leaning against the counter again with his arms crossed, waiting for Gen to speak.