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Petra knew things with Sawyer were going to end up being serious. Even with her feelings for Ronan, she still liked Sawyer quite a bit. He made her...happy? For the most part, yes. But there was something else about him she couldn’t quite explain. Meeting with his brother seemed like a good idea though—getting close with the family and all. “Hey!” She offered a kind smile as she sat across from him. “It’s wonderful to meet you too. Beckett, right?” She rested her elbow on the table and her chin in her hand. “So, tell me about you! I wanna get to know my boyfriend’s little brother more than just a name and a very familiar face. You two look incredibly similar.”

Beckett had seen Petra in photos and knew who she was, but they’d never really had the chance to sit down one-on-one and chat before.  And since there was a very real possibility that Sawyer would be angry at him for the snap decision to marry Celeste, it might be the only opportunity he had to do so for a while.  It was earlier than he’d woken up in a while, and after getting so drunk at the graduation party the night before, he’d downed two ibuprofen and was nursing a tall caramel macchiato as he waited at the cafe for Petra.  “Hi,” he waved her over, a polite smile on his face as he stood to hug her.  “It’s good to finally get to meet up.”

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Now that hurt. And she knew that probably hurt him just as bad. She couldn’t believe someone really didn’t recognize him as her boyfriend. Wasn’t that the whole point? To make her look good? And yet she always drifted back to Ronan. Although a little part of her was happy, happy to know she and Ronan might look good to the public. But god she didn’t want to hurt Sawyer like that...she couldn’t watch him suffer and say nothing. “I’m...I didn’t know it was that bad, Sawyer.” She spoke softly, wiping her tears quickly and running her fingers back through her curls. “I just...I’m sorry.”

Thinking about how badly he was hurting always broke her heart a little. “As much as I yell at you and probably make you feel like shit I...I care so much about you, Sawyer. I do. I care about how you feel and what you think of me. And if you think of me as someone who doesn’t give a fuck about you like...it just hurts my heart. I don’t want you to be miserable with me, bunny...” she sighed softly, tears rolling down her cheeks. She took his hand as she scooted closer to him and brought it too her lips, kissing his palm tenderly. “Are you miserable with me?”

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“Because it was nothing!” She snapped back, but caught herself and took a deep breath. She couldn’t let her temper get the best of her. “What do you even mean? How are we together? What, because I give him hugs? Is that what’s got you acting like a teenage boy? Is it because we get along better than you and I get along?” He was right. Things were different between them. How she acted with Ronan…it was just about as close to a boyfriend/girlfriend thing you could get. But it’s not like they were fucking. “I don’t care more about Ronan than I do about you, Sawyer.” She sighed, even if it was a lie it’s not that she didn’t care for him at all. “I like you. I like you so much. But like…when you do this? You make it so hard for me to want to show you the affection you so crave because you’re acting like…like a little bitch, if I’m completely honest. If you want more from me then maybe try not to make me feel like shit.” Don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry. She repeated it over in her head, feeling herself starting to get overwhelmed. Fuck…I shouldn’t have called him that. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Sawyer…” she groaned and covered her face with her hands. “Dammit!” She grunted, voice muffled.

Shaking his head, “It’s exactly that. You get along better with him then you do with me!” He said angrily, knowing the fight was escalating, which was what he didn’t want to happen. However, Ronan was a sore subject for him, “We were at some party celebrating you and while the two of you were off being all ‘couple-ly’, some random person had to comment on how you two were the cutest fucking couple she’d ever seen. To me, your fucking boyfriend. I felt like a fucking idiot.” 

The two throwing insults at each other was typical, and if people on the outside saw, they’d ask what the fuck was wrong with the two of them, but they stayed and acted like nothing had happened. “How do I know what Petra I’m getting every night? Sometimes you want to jump my bones and then others, I can’t even graze my fingers near you. I don’t get it.” He scoffed as she started to make the cry face she always did at the end of these arguments. He didn’t care that she called him a little bitch, not when she was crying and defeated. With her tears, the argument was over. He couldn’t fight her anymore, it wasn’t worth it anymore. Whispering out, “I’m sorry…” Trailing off as he calmed himself down. “I don’t care he’s your friend. But sometimes it seems you’re dating him and not me.“

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“Because it was nothing!” She snapped back, but caught herself and took a deep breath. She couldn’t let her temper get the best of her. “What do you even mean? How are we together? What, because I give him hugs? Is that what’s got you acting like a teenage boy? Is it because we get along better than you and I get along?” He was right. Things were different between them. How she acted with Ronan...it was just about as close to a boyfriend/girlfriend thing you could get. But it’s not like they were fucking. “I don’t care more about Ronan than I do about you, Sawyer.” She sighed, even if it was a lie it’s not that she didn’t care for him at all. “I like you. I like you so much. But like...when you do this? You make it so hard for me to want to show you the affection you so crave because you’re acting like...like a little bitch, if I’m completely honest. If you want more from me then maybe try not to make me feel like shit.” Don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry. She repeated it over in her head, feeling herself starting to get overwhelmed. Fuck...I shouldn’t have called him that. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Sawyer...” she groaned and covered her face with her hands. “Dammit!” She grunted, voice muffled.

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She stayed calm, her expression deadpanned as he spoke. She could flip out on him like she used to, she couldn’t make all that kind of noise. Something deep within her wanted to fucking break something but—she only sighed and finished off her glass of wine. She stood up and walked over to the bar, pouring up another very full glass. She spoke with her back turned as she gently pushed the cork back into the bottle. “No, we didn’t share a bed.” She scoffed, taking another sip of her wine. “I told you, we didn’t choose who we were with. It just…happened. Like I’ve literally known him since I was 19, how am I not supposed to be friends with him? It’s like you’ve just gotten so fucking jealous lately I can’t do anything with him without you have some dumb shit to say about it.” She shook her head and took her wine back to the couch, continuing to eat after she set the glass down. “Like seriously, Sawyer? What the fuck is your deal?”

Her nonchalant attitude was pissing him off even more, she didn’t fucking care about him, only about her best friend. “And you told me you roomed together like it was fucking nothing. When you know I have issues with the two of you.” He didn’t want to be the crazy, jealous guy, but when Pet was involved, he saw red and he couldn’t explain it. “I don’t care you’re best friends with him. I care about the way you two are together. It’s not right. I am your fucking boyfriend, yet you give him more affection than you give me.” He didn’t need her to be all goo-goo eyed over him, but some fucking attention and warmth would be nice. Half the time he wasn’t sure if he was going to get the warm and loving Petra, who would give him those puppy eyes asking for a cuddle, or the one who couldn’t stand being touched by him. “You care more about him, than me.” He grabbed the scotch bottle before pouring the rest of the contents into his glass. He needed to calm down, but the idea of the two of them together irked him.

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She stayed calm, her expression deadpanned as he spoke. She could flip out on him like she used to, she couldn’t make all that kind of noise. Something deep within her wanted to fucking break something but—she only sighed and finished off her glass of wine. She stood up and walked over to the bar, pouring up another very full glass. She spoke with her back turned as she gently pushed the cork back into the bottle. “No, we didn’t share a bed.” She scoffed, taking another sip of her wine. “I told you, we didn’t choose who we were with. It just...happened. Like I’ve literally known him since I was 19, how am I not supposed to be friends with him? It’s like you’ve just gotten so fucking jealous lately I can’t do anything with him without you have some dumb shit to say about it.” She shook her head and took her wine back to the couch, continuing to eat after she set the glass down. “Like seriously, Sawyer? What the fuck is your deal?”

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There were times when Petra genuinely cared about Sawyer and how he felt—this wasn’t really one of those times. If it was about work or friends or well…literally anything but Ronan she would be fine talking to him about it. But every time he brought that shit up it absolutely pissed her off. Not wanting to fight too hard tonight, she set down her food and moved to sit with her legs crossed and turned to him. “Hawaii was great, Sawyer. I wish you could’ve gone.” She said with a smile, not wanting to alarm him too much. “What else is there to talk about? I told you before, nothing happened. We’re friends, nothing more. That’s it. I know that sometimes you feel really insecure about him being around but it’s really not a good look for you. Every time you ask me about him I say the exact same thing.” She reached over to grab her wine glass and took a long sip before speaking again. “We’re just friends.”

Sighing as he heard the same thing she always said, it pissed him off, because she couldn’t acknowledge there was something there, “I mean, it’s weird for a guy’s girlfriend to share a room with another guy.” He tried to keep his voice calm, as he gulped down more of the scotch, finishing off the glass. He was going to need more liquor. “Not a good look? That’s funny. I can say the same about the way you are with him. I’m sure people wonder if it’s you and I dating, or you and him.” He just wanted her to admit that there was something there with him, that if her PR team allowed it, she’d be with him. “Did you two share a bed?” He asked, as he told himself to not freak out. He wasn’t sure if her telling him her real intentions with Ronan would help him or hurt him. He wasn’t this guy, this jealous guy, but something in her, made him this little bitch. He never had to worry about a woman cheating on him, until he started dating her.

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There were times when Petra genuinely cared about Sawyer and how he felt—this wasn’t really one of those times. If it was about work or friends or well...literally anything but Ronan she would be fine talking to him about it. But every time he brought that shit up it absolutely pissed her off. Not wanting to fight too hard tonight, she set down her food and moved to sit with her legs crossed and turned to him. “Hawaii was great, Sawyer. I wish you could’ve gone.” She said with a smile, not wanting to alarm him too much. “What else is there to talk about? I told you before, nothing happened. We’re friends, nothing more. That’s it. I know that sometimes you feel really insecure about him being around but it’s really not a good look for you. Every time you ask me about him I say the exact same thing.” She reached over to grab her wine glass and took a long sip before speaking again. “We’re just friends.”

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Petra took the glass and listened while she drank. “Mm.” She gently set the glass down as she swallowed. “It was very busy. I had literally seven different meetings and four shoots, one of which I had to end up helping the photographer.” She sighed and took another sip of her wine. She could so easily read him, seeing just how miserable he was on his face. “What’s wrong?” She asked as she stepped closer, pushing up the corners of his mouth with her fingers gently. “I don’t see that charming little smile of yours today.” She chuckled softly, she was just happy to have some wine in her. She took another sip as she made her way over to the couch and sat down, patting a seat next to her. “Come on, let’s talk it out.” She said as she started to set out the food on the coffee table in front of her. “Bad meeting client or something?” She asked before she started to eat, taking another sip of wine.

He gave her a small smile, as he enjoyed listening to her talk about her work. It was one of the things she was passionate about and she always sounded genuinely happy about. At least they had these moments together. Hearing her ask him what’s wrong, tensed his whole body up. She mentioned it in passing that she roomed together with Ronan in Hawaii. He didn’t want to argue, but it had made him uncomfortable. His girlfriend and her best friend, who was a guy rooming together. Did they share a bed? What else happened that he didn’t know about.

Talking in her soft voice that made him relax as she pulled him over to the couch, he sighed, “No, nothing to do with work.” He swallowed, not wanting to bring up the elephant in the room. He didn’t want to be a dick about her best friend, but he could tell there was unrequited love there and he reminded himself that he was just eye candy to be on Petra’s arm for good press, not that anyone could know about that. “How was Hawaii? We never really got to talk about you and Ronan sharing a room.” Sawyer told her calm as he tried to figure out a way to bring it up without starting a fight, but the second he mentioned him, shit would hit the fan. 

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Petra took the glass and listened while she drank. “Mm.” She gently set the glass down as she swallowed. “It was very busy. I had literally seven different meetings and four shoots, one of which I had to end up helping the photographer.” She sighed and took another sip of her wine. She could so easily read him, seeing just how miserable he was on his face. “What’s wrong?” She asked as she stepped closer, pushing up the corners of his mouth with her fingers gently. “I don’t see that charming little smile of yours today.” She chuckled softly, she was just happy to have some wine in her. She took another sip as she made her way over to the couch and sat down, patting a seat next to her. “Come on, let’s talk it out.” She said as she started to set out the food on the coffee table in front of her. “Bad meeting client or something?” She asked before she started to eat, taking another sip of wine.

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Petra and Sawyer…got along? It was weird. Very hot and cold. Sometimes being with Sawyer was absolutely lovely. But she had to be drunk to really appreciate him. She never understood why he stayed with her, but she had a feeling it something to do with that damn PR team. Thai was the dinner for tonight, after idiotic bickering led by yours truly. Petra wasn’t beyond trying to annoy him, but that day she was just being…well, an idiot. “Yeah! I’m coming!” She sighed you herself in the mirror, looking over herself—messy bun, no makeup, big t-shirt, fluffy slippers, glasses and all. Today just wasn’t a feel good kind of day. She walked out of their room and over to the bar, giving Sawyer a little scratching on his back as a form of mild affection. She grabbed the bottle of wine from the bar and used the bottle opener. “Can you open this for me?” She asked as she struggled to pull out the cork herself.

Feeling Petra’s presence next to him, Sawyer tensed up and held his breath. What a happy couple they were? They had already gotten off on the wrong foot tonight, with her squabbling over what to have for dinner, the two eventually coming to agree on his first suggestion: Thai. Feeling her fingers lightly run over the small of his back did little to relax him, but he gave her a tight-lipped smile, “Of course.” Grabbing the half full bottle from her, he managed to pull the cork out and poured out a generous glass; she’d bitch if he didn’t, not that he could judge her for drinking too much. He had gone through the bottle of whiskey pretty quickly. 

“How was your day?” He managed to ask, engaging in small talk with his girlfriend, unsure if he was going to get the good or bad side of Petra. There was days when he truly was falling in love with her and then there were others where they could barely stand each other. Usually on those days they’d fuck and forget all their problems just for a little longer. At least the sex was satisfying, or else Sawyer would have probably given up this relationship a long time ago.

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lace - if you own any dresses, which is your favorite?

“There’s this gorgeous red Rei Kawakubo dress I wore a few years ago at the Met Gala and it’s got like the weird shapes and proportions to it. I love it.”

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buttery - favorite snack?

“Sweet potato fries. The thin cut ones with that sweet thousand island kind of sauce—mm!”

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This guy...is so talented! Looking him up before the shoot was a great idea...I can actually see him at work. He’s so natural and knows exactly how to pose us. I’ve gotta hire him for another job.

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poppy - favorite pastel color?

“Pastel blue! If it were up to me I would paint my whole suite that color.”

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How does your muse respond to people making advances on them?

“I try to be as kind as I can. Sometimes I’ll flirt back just a bit just to ease a bit of the tension but I usually mention my boyfriend while I do. Sounds weird, I know. But it’s the nicest way to tell them I’m taken and they should leave me the heck alone.”

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What kills the mood for your muse instantly?

“Smells. If you smell bad I am not about it. I don’t want to kiss someone who smells like wet garbage. I’ve done it before and I very much so regretted it.”

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freckles - most-worn article of clothing?

Answered here!

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Does your muse enjoy teasing? Giving or receiving? How long can they stand it?

“Depends. Typically I’ll give a little sass and happily expect it back when I’m working. We like to keep things fun and upbeat as much as we can. Although if it distracts from what we’re doing...then no. In my more personal relationships? It’s very fun to go back and forth. So I can dish it and take it for a while.”

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Does your muse enjoy kissing? Caressing?

“I do! Yes. But only from certain people. And I usually have to be in a particular mood. I’m just very big on personal space in my personal relationship because I don’t get very much of it on the job.”

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nightlight, cuddles

nightlight - do you read before bed?

Answered here!

cuddles - do you have any pets?

“I do not! But I would like to get one. I think I would be a cat person.”

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freckles, nightlight.

freckles - most-worn article of clothing?

“Hm...I have this little locket necklace that my dad gave me when I was a little girl. It broke a few times, the chain, but the locket as always stayed in tact. It’s got a picture of us together from when we were still in Russia.”

nightlight - do you read before bed?

“Often. Usually keeping up to date on the news or enjoying articles about my favorite friends, coworkers, and clients.”