#* keith〳thread

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he  thought  he  was  doing  goof,  turning  tar  into  what  he  could've  had  before  he  lost  his  last  blood  relative.  striving  to  restrict  violence  only  to  be  fuel  to  it.  the  club  took  the  night  as  a  victory,  but  it  felt  less  than  to  the  man  who  lead  the  charge.  his  vp  tried  -  haeul  tried  to  pull  keith  in  the  right  direction  for  the  club  but  they  were  split  among  themselves  from  issues  beforehand.  the  first  time  they  were  tested  on  how  stable  their  foundation  were,  they  buckled,  but  fought  the  outside  invaders  tooth  and  nail.  his  list  was  endless  .  .  .  his  mind  spiraled  as  he  thought  about  the  next  day.  fuck  —  the  next  day. he  was  silent.  the  point  a  feather  hitting  the  floor  could  be  audible.  his  hand  falling  limp  in  her  hold  as  he  simply  nodded.  slow  blinks  as  he  gazed  as  far  as  he  could,  the  thought  of  having  ruby  isolate  herself  from  him  had  ferociously  rattled  every  nerve  that  functioned.  fear.  familiar  when  it  came  to  her,  a  carbon  vulnerability  that  he  would  risk  his  entire  life  for.  "  i  understand.  "  he  sniffed  and  it  hurt.  defeated  as  she  had  the  right  to  it.  only  ruby  could  make  the  outlaw  president  duck  his  head  in  shame.  marinating  in  her  words.  he  closed  his  eyes  for  a  second,  inhaling  her  fresh  but  citrus  scent  fill  his  nostrils  as  he  pressed  his  forehead  against  hers.  eyes  opening  when  she  spoke,  her  words  hitting  sections  of  him  that  he  didn't  think  he  had,  making  his  lips  wobble.  but  he  caught  it,  straightening  his  lips  before  speaking.  "  [  .  .  .  ]  i  love  you,  ruby.  so  much.  "  at  his  heighten  emotions,  the  biker  pressed  desperate  kisses  against  her  lips  before  pulling  her  into  an  equally  desperate  embrace.  face  hidden  in  the  crook  of  her  neck  as  arms  wrapped  around  her  waist,  pressing  her  as  close  as  possible.

a tired laugh threatened to escape her, but it never fully formed. instead just a softened breath that met the air between them. ruby had heard keith joke before, hundreds of times. he was good at it, slipping humor between bruises and blood and bad timing like it was armor. and maybe it was. but this one? it felt different. this one was hollowed out at the center, like it was stitched together with the last bits of strength he had left. she didn’t respond with a laugh, not because she didn’t appreciate it, but because she felt it all too deeply. instead, she leaned into the knuckle brushing her cheek, even if the sight of it - swollen and cracked - made something inside her ache in a way she didn’t know how to name. her hand came up to cradle his, keeping it there. grounding him in her, and maybe herself in him too. “you better mean that,” she whispered, barely louder than the breath she took after, her voice raw. “because if you say it and don’t mean it, i don’t know if i can come back from that, keith.”

not a threat, not an ultimatum; just the truth, plain and trembling between them.

she stared at him, at the eyes that had seen too much, at the face she’d memorized like scripture over years of almosts and not-quites, and she knew - really knew - that if he made good on that promise, she would stand by him through every storm; even if it tore them both apart. her fingers threaded gently through the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer, not for a kiss this time, but to rest her forehead against his. “you don’t have to protect me from everything,” she murmured, “but let me carry some of it with you, because you don’t have to do it alone.”

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ੈ♡˳ ┊ @vicletnight sent /  💐 to give my muse flowers

WHEN  IT  came  to  certain  holidays,  the  mechanic  would  rather  spend  his  days  either  working  on  cars  or  crafting  baskets  for  the  children  within  the  community.  at  first  he  had  lost  interest  in  the  wonders  of  celebrating  holidays  but  ruby  genuinely  flipped  his  perspective  in  the  best  way  possible.  she  was  the  splash  of  color  within  his  life  of  black  and  white,  it  was  safe  to  say,  she  gave  him  hope.  keith  managed  to  put  together  a  make  shift  fort  in  the  middle  of  his  living  room,  decorating  the  scene  with  blankets,  pillows  and  fairy  lights.  to  top  the  mood  he  found  a  playlist  of  bedroom  pop  that  seemed  to  make  him  feel  in  the  spirit  of  VALENTINES  day.  after  arranging  the  range  of  snacks  varying  from  chocolate  covered  fruit  to  finger  food,  he  got  to  his  feet  once  he  he  heard  a  knock  at  his  door  making  the  male  do  a  quick  appearance  check  before  opening  it  to  greet  his  expected  date.  "  rubes,  how  are  ya?  "  a  deep  but  sweet  tone  to  start  off  with  meeting  his  long  time  friend.  purposely  dragging  the  australian  accent  he  was  graced  with.  chestnut  hues  going  from  the  breath-taking  features  of  ruby  down  to  the  bundle  of  flowers  she  held  in  between  them.  "  for  [  .  .  .  ]  for  me?  "  he  was  taken  back  by  the  gesture  overall.  his  gaze  becoming  tender  and  full  with  admiration  as  he  exchanged  glances  between  her  and  the  flowers.  there  was  a  tug  at  his  heartstrings  as  he  held  the  bouquet.  clearing  his  throat  a  visible  shade  of  rose  had  spread  across  his  cheeks.  "  i  never  had  flowers  given  to  me  before.  you're  going  to  make  my  eyeliner  run,  c'mon,  get  in  here.  "  keith  managed  to  get  the  words  out  within  fits  of  chuckles.  "  you  look  beautiful  as  always,  i'm  glad  you  could  make  it.  i  thought  you  forgot  all  about  little  ole  me.  "

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@redemptioninterlude gets  a  closed  starter  !  muse:   keith   yun  .   32   .   biker gang leader/mechanic

it  felt  like  a  decent  night  within  the  stars  as  keith  roamed  the  sky.  mostly  to  test  out  a  ship  that's  been  in  commission  for  over  handful  of  months.  the  ability  to  work  on  such  large  caliber  of  machines,  keith  was  terrified  of  his  own  talent  in  repairing  them.  he  preferred  to  keep  his  name  at  a  level  below  mainstream  to  avoid  the  false  narrative  of  as  gang  leader.  he  made  sure  to  make  the  message  well  known  with  his  organization  that  they  weren't  part  of  the  majority  that  does  partake  in  crime.  at  least  he  thought.  in  regards  of  fixing  the  ship,  the  mechanic  was  given  a  spot  in  a  near  by  bar  for  his  guys.  the  drinks  went  down  with  ease  as  he  participated  in  the  rush  of  a  drinking  game.  somewhere  on  his  third  drink,  keith's  vision  must've  succumbed  to  the  drinks  due  to  him  seeing  a  figure  that  resembled  a  familiar  femme.  "  faye?  "  thick  brows  knitted  together  as  he  squinted,  then  a  humored  grin  started  to  spread  on  his  lips.  passing  by  the  other  men  with  the  matching  jackets,  he  made  his  way  over  to  where  she  was  last.  "  how  long  has  it  been?  better  yet—  how  much  do  you  owe  me, again ?  "

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ੈ♡˳┊closed   starter :   @vvhimsicals plot   based : here

"  sumi, this  it  isn't  even  my  color. can i have it in black, at least?  "

" do you always  complain this much? we're doing this for her.  "

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friend-zoned. that wasn't the case at all in his mind, it was clear to everyone else around him that there was clearly something more than platonic love when it came to ruby. he thought he masked it well, but the gaze he had every time she spoke or simply just around him. now more than ever it was getting hard to conceal how he truly felt towards his best-friend. " always worked better than mine, remember i read organism as orgasim that time in bio? fucking projectors. " he mumbled the curse towards the old fashion tech. " lets hope they don't sneak it in because it wouldn't be a secret then. " poking fun at his lactose disagreement with an additional laugh.

" you're welcome, boob. " reflecting her playful jeer while paying homage to a familiar nickelodeon character. keith pinched a piece of fabric of his shirt to lift it then letting it fall, catching a whiff of himself to check but to also confirm that the smell was indeed still on him. he was thankful for the small temperatures drop as the heat has been constant and a bit difficult to work with. earning a compliment from ruby made him feel flattered. his hand gently massaged her shoulders as a way to silently reassure her as he wasn't sure if his answer was satisfying enough, " and i trust you. more than any of them. " a true statement. " i promise you, if something was wrong you'll be the first person to know. " the bike leaned in slightly, the expression was on the stoic side but his eyes—always his eyes— they were honest all while admiring her. if only his eyes could talk ; you mean more to me than anyone, i can't loose you too. he caught the approaching waitress out of his peripheral as he pulled back to look up, his hand still resting on the designer's shoulder. " onion breath in an enclosed space? i love you too much to do that to you. " returning a wider grin as he slightly scrunched his nose. / @vicletnight

pursing her lips, she fought a smile momentarily before her eyes narrowed in thought, "there's no right answer to that, is there?" she suggested initially before changing her mind, "i mean in my defense, what sane person wouldn't want those eyes stealing a couple of glances their way? i may be in the, what do they call it? friendzone? -or i guess bestfriendzone in our case,- but i do have a pair of eyes of my own that i think work pretty well. if i do say so myself." this was met with a large sigh, the blonde acting as if her statement was more physically taxing than appeared. this of course was forgotten with keith's not so unserious joke, the girl simply shaking her head as it wasn't anything she'd want to contest him against. "okay, truce in that case, i guess your secret jazz band is safe with me," she ensured to finalize this comment with a facetious wink.

the man chastising her, an act she couldn't be surprised of in the slightest, still caused the woman to give the other a playful shove nonetheless. "thanks, butt," she jeered lightheartedly with the slight stick of her tongue through her teeth just after. "i definitely think it's an option you should keep, one of the most attractive things about a person is how well they take care of themselves, and that definitely gives all the best versions of it." though ruby was slightly tempted to say that it was once again one of the things she found most attractive, she figured the terminology she went with would be preferred. once the question that had been reeling in the back of her mind finally came out, the silence after made her stomach churn. she wondered if it was something she should have kept to herself, only glancing out the side of her eye after a moment to ensure his silence didn't indicate anger in any way. a weight lifted from her chest when this didn't at least immediately seem to be the case, and she was sure he felt it as well as her shoulders eased the tension that they had been holding. granted her jaw was still slightly clenched as she felt it was definitely an answer that was more or less danced around, but she still let her gaze meet the other's once more to give him the most convincing grin she could muster. "okay, if i trust anybody i trust you," this was furthered with a nod, ruby thankful when she noticed the waitress that was now approaching their table to give a needed distraction to slightly tangible tension. ensuring to give the woman their milkshake order before anything else, she glanced back to her company, "did me bringing up the burger make you want one of those, too?" this was teased with a small grin. || @serxndipities

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(✉) ➶ ｡˚  °┊ cont. here / @vicletnight * made with beta

it wasn't a secret that keith admired ruby with every fiber of his being. making her laugh was the highlight of his day even before that night in the diner. which- was a large milestone in their relationship. he didn't realize that during the years of being her best-friend he had pent up feeling and emotions that unraveled within a few days of hanging out again. it started with sweet pecks that eventually melted it's way into a heated kiss.

the way his name rolled off her tongue was purest form of music he's heard. the more he teased the more her face grew flushed with melodic sounds following suit. it drove him nuts, and he wanted more from her. ringed covered hands held her waist as he guided her legs to rest on his shoulders. keith savored the sweet nectar of ruby before he planted sweet but wet trails of kisses on her inner thigh. lust filled pools of brown looked up to the blushing blonde as he hummed deeply in response. " okay, darling. " he smiled proudly. sitting up in his bed until he was on his knees, he wrapped his hands under each of the creases under her knees. pulling her close to him with a chuckle. he didn't complain as simple game night with music turned steamy within a hour, " the things you do to me. " the biker was referring to the large bulge in his sweats, all the blood in his body rushing towards his throbbing cock begging to be free. ink covered hands went to pull the strings to loosen the tied string around his waist pulling them down along with his boxers to free his length. hiking her legs up to where they were on his shoulders, " ruby, baby. " he called with a rasp, he used a hand to hold himself up while he leaned down to press his forehead against hers. his spare hand lining himself up to her entrance, gently dragging his tip up and down her glistening folds. " look at you. . . you're so beautiful like this. . . " he praised. slowly keith eased himself inside of his girlfriend.

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@virtueofsanityx get's   a   closed  starter   ! muse : keith yun . 33 . president of outlaw bike club ( the asphalt reapers ) + mechanic . heterosexual . chri.stian y.u plot :  here

in  what  was  supposed  to  be  his  lockdown  time,  keith  would  rather  spend  it  out  of  town  and  the  opposite  of  alone.  ever  since  he  met  her  he  haven't  felt  alone  in  long  minute,  and  he  wasn't  letting  it  go  any  time  soon.  unless  it  was  her  terms.  the  vibration  from  his  bike  still  rattled  his  bones  as  he  sat  sitting  in  the  parking  lot.  he  fought  the  swarm  of  worried  thoughts  as  he  the  biker  took  the  last  long  drag  of  his  cigarette  before  putting the small fire  out  against  the  outer  sole  of  his  boot.  with  his  helmet  and  keys  in  one  hand  he  then made  his  way  towards  the  set  hotel  room. the  night  came  in  a  blur  as  he  was  tangled  within  the  bed  sheets  with  her.  still  clothed,  he  ran  his  rough  hands  across  inches  of  skin  that  were  exposed.  holding  handfuls  of  certain  curves  as  his  lips  connected  with  her  own  in  a  passionate  but  hungry  tug.  holding  her  close  to  his  inked  covered  frame,  he  pulled  back  from  the  kiss  to  remind  himself  that  he  had  to  manually  breathe.  "  i  can  do  this  all  night.  "  thickened  words  filled  with  tenderness  as  dark  hues  fixated  on  the  beauty  in  his  lap.  bringing  a  bruised  hand  to  gently  cup  her  cheek  in  his  palm,  his  thumb  running  her  lips  as  his  eyebrows  twitched  with  curiosity.  "  how've  you  been,  darling?  "

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(✉) ➶ ｡˚  °┊ cont. here / @lcveteque * made with beta

at times keith was oblivious to when someone was flirting, his mind mostly focused on his work and keeping his bikers in line. he was more of a straight forward guy, anyways. it's not that he didn't partake in any harmless flirting himself, he found suzuki amusing and admirable so at times it would flow naturally between them. " you can't just demand a flirt, you'll get it when you'll get it. " he teased with a lopsided grin. a quick size up and down her frame to add effect of his playful manner. " i'll do that another time. i'm going to make you wait for it. " feeling that eh rested enough, he stood back up to walking around to the driver's side of the car, reaching into the console to take out the keys then tossing them in her direction. " you're up champ. "

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❝ —tag dump for KEITH YUN! ❞ 🌿

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he couldn't help but to let out a light laugh, leaving his jaw slightly ajar as he shot her a playful glare. " unharmed? " he repeated a in an upbeat tone. " do you think i'm that dangerous? " one thick brow had lifted, " oh c'mon, baby is comfortable to sleep in. " an ink covered hand ran over the leather dashboard. / @gcddamnvampire

"I know but I'd rather make it there unharmed thank you very much," she replied, eyes scanning the sky for any break in the clouds but it was impossible to see with the rain pouring down. "If I have to sleep in this car, I'm going to be pissed."

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when  it  came  to  drinking,  keith  didn't  shy  away  from  it,  he  just  preferred  to  indulge  in  it  when  there's  something  worth  celebrating.  in  a  sick  and  twisted  way,  he  was  doing  just  that.  the  blood  that  seemed  to  have  a  splattered  effect  across  his  inked  skin  was  a  clear  indicator  that  he  was  the  cause.  it  wasn't  his  first  time  but  soon  he'll  register  that  the  chain  of  events  will  soon  have  a  mountain  of  bodies  dumped  at  their  feet.  might  as  well  enjoy  the  moment  before  everything  hits  the  fan,  and  might  as  well  do  it  with  the  woman  who's  been  intriguing  since  day  one.

"  oh,  fuck  off.  "  he  joked.  dragging  out  his  words  as  he  still  brought  a  half  grin  to  his  semi  bruised  face.  "  i  can  handle  it,"  he  sighed.  his  hand  going  to  run  through  the  black  mass  of  his  hair  to  push  it  back,  before  licking  his  lips  to  continue,  "  it's  when  you  have  issues  and  start  drinking,  it  turns  into  something  else.  so  sorry  if  i  like  to  be  in  a  good  mood  when  i  drink.  "  he  explained  with  a  monotone.  his  attention  going  to  her  movements  as  she  took  the  first  sip.  he  wasn't  sure  if  it  was  the  neon  lighting  peaking  from  the  blinds  or  how  comfortable  he  was,  but  his  eyes  couldn't  stop  roaming  over  the  femme's  features.  seeing  her  out  of  the  familiar  yellow  outfit  gave  him  a  different  perspective.  "  what  can  i  say?  i  like  mysteries  and  you're  the  biggest  one  here.  "  this  time,  keith's  lips  had  spread  wider  into  a  smirk  as  lazy  hooded  eyes  never  left  the  femme.  "  why  would  i  lie  to  you  now  when  i  almost  bled  out  at  the  front  door?  if  anything  i  think  i  might  be  seeing  wings  behind  you.  "  was  that  considered  flirting?

maybe this is a bad idea. she thinks about the last time she shared a bottle with someone where there wasn't a bounty involved. how back then it had seemed simpler to trust someone, even with all the damage there. that gren was like a GOOD FIT for where she'd been at, before she finds out about all the way she really doesn't know a person. and it hadn't even been like that ( like what? ), and maybe that's the part that scares her, that despite her own cynical take on things that everyone was shit and nobody could be trusted... that there was still a little part of her that wanted to be proven wrong and felt wounded with every take that seemed to agree with her world view. she wonders.what does she really expect of keith? that part still lingers, a question.

"i'm starting to think you don't know how to handle your liquor." faye shot back, just as dryly, her tongue parting at the seam of her lips, thoughtful about the offer before she's pretty it to her lips, taking that first real sip that isn't from a let me wind down drink poured when she came through the door. "okay. i guess it'd be good to know what YOU'RE looking to know." it's a bit cagey of her, faye trying to make it all seem so awfully dull with the way that she frames it, as if each piece didn't feel like a negotiation to part with. "and i'm just warning you now that maybe some of these answers? might not feel real to you. but i'll uh... promise to tell the truth and nothing but the truth if you do the same." funny. nobody even uses that phrase anymore, do they? small chips, of a life before *all of space* opens up to humanity, weren't they?

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earlier  that  day,  keith  was  up  to  his  neck  in  trying  to  find  solutions  for  back  to  back  problems.  whether  it  was  keeping  the  police  chief  off  his  ass  or  locals  with  certain  situations  where  law  enforcement  couldn't  deliver  satisfying  justice.  he  was  tackling  one  at  a  time  but  it  was  endless.  he  made  the  executive  decision  to  take  half  the  day  off  from  the  tasks  and  enjoy  himself  for  once.  giving  most  of  them  to  the  bright  eyed  prospects  since  they  were  looking  for  every  bit  of  work  to  earn  their  patch  from  keith.  he'd  start  his  night  of  stress-free  fun  with  stopping  at  a  friend's  party.  he  had  previously  promised  her  that  he'd  come.  and  keith's  a  man  of  his  word.  after  parking  his  bike,  the  male  observed  the  occupied  residence  for  a  second  before  making  the  call  to  go  inside.  he  couldn't  shake  the  handful  of  of  his  guys  that  wanted  to  ride  along  with  him  for  safety  reasons.  so  why  not  let  them  enjoy  themselves  at  a  party?  once  his  knuckles  made  contact  with  the  solid  surface  he  waited  until  it  opened.  being  greeted  by  the  blonde  caused  the  president  to  grin  fondly.  "  why wouldn't  i?  i'm  just  glad  you  thought  i  was  cool  enough  to  invite.  "  he  chuckled.  "  i'm  not  surprised  someone  as  sweet  as  you  know  this  many  people.  "

She knew that she had grown up a rather sheltered life. Coming from a religious household that was very involved with the church would do that to a person. Even now as an adult, she found herself unable to break free from the pure values instilled in her. But she wanted to come out of her shell. Serenity felt like there was so much more to the world than the little bubble she was raised in and she was desperate to explore. The only tricky part was finding a way to do so without her parents finding out. Despite everything, she didn't want to disappoint them. Perhaps that was why she had waited until they had left for vacation to throw a party at their home. Her first party — she was nervous as hell. That was probably one of the reasons why she had sought out a friend of hers the moment the crowd got too big. What was she even supposed to talk about? Eyes scanned the room, disappointment creeping into her at the thought that maybe he wouldn't show. But it was quickly dispelled when she heard a knock on the door. "Hey!" She greeted happily when she pulled it open. "I was beginning to think you wouldn't come." / @serxndipities

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desperate  was  a  positive  way  to  put  his  efforts  to  repel  a  full  relationship.  ruby  was  the  first  of  many  —  a  legend  in  his  book.  she  had  became  his  universe  and  when  you're  astronaut  how  are  you  supposed  to  protect  your  universe?  he  felt  like  a  fraud.  so  instead,  the  biker  disconnected  the  cable  that  tethered  him  to  who  he  once  was.  shedding  all  of  what  made  him  keith  before  he  built  the  asphalt  reapers  —  before  he  became  the  reaper. it  was  shame.  he  knew  it  but  his  togue  had  thick  layers  of  it  to  the  point  his  speech  was  little  to  none.  keith  still  had  the  energy  to  give  her  the  shortest  chapters  of  what  events  took  place  and  the  possible  fall  out  as  it  was  rightfully  owed.  watching  his  soulmate  become  undone  in  the  crease  of  his  neck  felt  worse  than  the  knuckles  and  boots.  through  silent  tears,  the  mechanic  winced  on  contact  but  melted  into  the  embrace.  hanging  onto  ruby  as  if  what's  left  of  him  relied  on  it.  mostly  because  it  did.  lips  being  pressed  on  what  was  near,  her  shampoo  filling  his  nostrils  —  i  could  never  hate  you.  it  all  made  him  remember  why  he  did  this.  the  words  made  the  male's  hold  softened  to  a  looser  one,  pulling  back  to  meet  her  gaze,  his  own  filled  with  fatigue  and  tinted  red  from  his  cries.  "  there's  no  doubt  in  my  mind  that  you  can't,  rubes.  i've  seen  it.  "  he  tiredly  joked.  bringing  a  bruised  knuckle  to  gently  whisk  a  tear  from  her  cheek,  "  [  .  .  .  ]  i  promise  i  won't  push  you  away,  again.  "  his  promises  came  rare.  meaning  the  weight  behind  it  came  with  full  force  to  reach  the  endeavor.

in the short amount of time that keith and ruby had made the conscious decision to pursue one another romantically, something that they’d always both had in the back of their had for lord knew how many years but had never had the strength to say until recently, the woman had felt a happiness within her that she couldn’t recall having prior. it was plain as day, the two of them, and maybe that’s why everything seemed to fall together so perfectly once they were official. sure, there were a few things that ruby had been curious about, but she felt he would explain to her in time if they were necessary to know. the importance of them having been best friends for so many years first she felt making their unequivocal bond the true root of their relationship, and this included anything one or the other would need to talk about. so when there were things that she felt were deemed very important and he didn’t extend this communication, she truly hoped there was a reason for such - and this was even more so when he showed up at her place in such a manner.

while her boyfriend began pouring out the truth, ruby stayed silent as she listened intently. of course she had counter questions for probably every sentence he spoke, but she bit her tongue to prevent cutting him off - it had taken him this much to finally speak to her about this, and she didn’t want to shut him down before he’d even finished. the biggest concern she had being in that he’d admitted that they may have lost some people, this statement causing the woman to lose some of the composure she was working so hard to attempt to get just convincing enough. she gasped from this, the worry of just who he may have lost to the fact that it very well could have been him instead of the man telling her of what happened. ruby took into account the fact that he was hurt before she threw her arms around his neck, the silent tears from before now accompanied by audible cries. she didn’t want to add any more pain than he was likely already feeling, but the thought that she could lose the most important person in her life was a devastating and impossible one. as much as she wanted him to be safe, she knew that this was likely the exact same feeling that he had and caused the choices for his decisions, so it was hard for her to continue the anger that had bubbled inside her moments prior. “i could never hate you,” she admitted through soft sobs before pressing her lips against his firmly. the femme reveled in the taste and feeling that she’d been missing, the one that she worried if she’d ever have the chance to do again, before she pulled away to meet his gaze once more. “i just want you to be truthful with me. i know you want to keep me safe, but i can keep me safe also.”

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he  loved  to  play  the  air-head  role  between  them  from  time  to  time.  he  did  anything  to  keep  the  femme  laughing  as  it  was  another  one  of  his  favorite  things  about  her.  having  a  goofy  grin  planted  on  his  lips  at  the  sound  of  her  snort,  keith  brought  his  gaze  to  her  as  she  spoke  once  again.  “  never  in  my  life  have  i  been  told  i  have  pretty  privilege.  “  he  joked.  “  but,  i  need  someone  to  kick  my  ass  when  i  need  it.  you  won’t  pull  any  punches  and  sometimes  i  need  that.  “  in  a  steady  tone  to  emphasize  that  he  did  in  fact  needed  to  be  held  accountable.  especially  now.  almost  in  an  instant  keith’s  entire  frame  had  felt  drawn  to  her  touch,  his  jaw  clenched  as  his  eyes  remained  fixated  on  his  intoxicating  girlfriend.  “  you  sound  like  you’ve  been  holding  onto  that.  “  being  completely  lost  for  words  as  it  was  completely  new  for  him.  being  seen  in  such  a  intimate  light  was  making  the  biker  blush,  “  i’m  sorry,  darling,  i  just  never  had  someone  say  that  to  me  before.  “  his  hand  that  held  her  tugged  her  closer.  a  sense  of  small  possessiveness  was  a  source  of  it.  he  had  always  joked  about  them  being  soulmates  when  they  were  more  platonic  but  he  knew  there  was  truth  to  it.  ruby’s  words  alone  made  him  fail  at  trying  to  hide  his  giddy  smile  and  it  was  all  for  her.  the  few  women  that  do  hang  around  the  club  couldn’t  get  an  inch  of  a  grin,  let  alone  a  genuine  minute  of  his  time.  so  his  dating  record  was  little  to  nonexistent.  most  of  them  only  chased  the  idea  of  riding  with  bikers  but  there  was  a  lack  of  loyalty.  which  was  another  reason  why  he  wanted  to  keep  their  worlds  from  colliding.  "  oh!  now  you're  saying  i'm  heavy?  you're  so  going  to  get  cancelled.  "  the  man  busted  out  with  laughter  as  he  teased. he  soaked  into  the  comfortable  silence  as  it  was  the  most  peace  he'll  receive  until  his  largest  obstacle  was  passed.  the  more  he  tried  to  tuck  the  thought  into  a  deep  corner,  there  was  a  moment  of  a  reminder.  the  member  that  rode  through  with  concerns,  his  phone  buzzing  on  the  night  he  made  sure  his  vp  was  in  charge  for  the  night,  then  the  sigh  that  left  from  ruby.  it  made  him  shift  out  of  slight  awkwardness.  one  thing  about  being  best  friends  is  that  she  didn't  have  to  say  much  and  it  would  still  be  a  response.  and  it  was  fair.  he  shared  everything  with  the  femme,  there  were  no  secrets  until  now  but  it  was  with  decent  intent.  "  holy  shit—  in  two  days?  "  the  jump  from  the  amount  of  days  made  him  perk  up.  sitting  up  on  his  side  and  propping  an  elbow  to  lean  on.  the  male  couldn't  deny  the  rightfully  earned  smile  that  fought  to  be  on  his  lips  at  the  sight  of  her  pouting.  he  was  ecstatic  for  her.  to  go  to  milan,  he  would  do  anything  to  see  her  live  her  dream,  as  her  work  was  the  embodiment  of  blood,  sweat,  and  tears.  she  deserved  it.  "  yo  -  you  want  me  to  go  with  you?  "  he  was  astonished.  "  you  being  my  sugar  mama  makes  it  very  fucking  tempting.  "  keith  nodded  his  head  as  he  removed  his  hand  from  her  side  to  push  his  hair  back  before  letting  out  a  sigh.  still  grinning  he  nodded  his  head,  "  i  would  love  to go with you,  but  i  have  take  care  of  one  thing  first  [  .  .  .  ]  can  i  meet  you  after?  "

a small snort escaped the designer when he took her compliment the way he did, or at least the way he joked that he did. “well of course you’re hot, too,” she reassured with a firm nod, mentally counting all the ways he was able to make her swoon in just his looks alone. “but anyone could be hot and open their mouth and instantly that all gets retracted immediately.” which is something that had been encountered one too many times, she thought, as her thumb stroked the length of his jawline tenderly. “you, however, stimulate the brain just as much as the eyes - if not even more so. you just have a way to keep me hanging on to your words.” of course this was one of the many reasons why other guys seemed to annoy her more than anything when she attempted to date, they didn’t seem to live up to the kind of person that her own best friend was; granted, looking back now she wondered if she had intentionally tried finding the flaws for the same reason. a louder laugh came from her this time, the image in her head alone attempting to carry him around while sitting squished in a bucket being enough to amuse her, albeit even if that’s not what he was meaning. “that might be a little heavy…but maybe i’ll look into one of those wagons like we used to have when we were younger?”

the next moment was silent for a second, but this was okay for ruby, as the two both seemed to be taking the time to enjoy being held in the other’s arms. she pondered what kind of job would be okay with her simply staying in bed all day and wrapping herself in her boyfriend’s warmth, and debated how easy it would be to sketch a design or pick out fabrics in such a position. this of course she knew was only wishful thinking, but it did make her thankful for the time she did get to spend with him. though when he seemed to dodge her question, an unintentional yet exasperated sigh broke free from her lips before she promptly smiled thereafter. she could feel something was going on, it was just something that she sensed, but part of their friendship always did well on the fact that they felt like they could speak to each other if needed. ruby didn’t know if his response would be the same were they still only just friends, but she also knew she didn’t want to force anything out of him that he wasn’t comfortable with. because of this, she spoke quickly in an attempt to pull attention from the sigh from just a moment prior. “i’m not sure of just what everything entails,” she begins, pursing her lips shortly as her eyes did a quick gaze away before returning to his own. “but i am kind of bummed, actually. i found out that i’m going to have to leave early for milan fashion week, so instead of leaving a week from today i’ll have to leave in two days.” giving the man a pout, she never expected she’d be one to want to stay in her hometown instead of going to a city like milan…though when you have someone you want to stay for it makes things different. “i was even debating on asking if you’d want me to be your sugar momma so i could take you with me.” while this was true, she mentioned it more so in a joking tone knowing that the man had well too much on his plate to drop everything - and on short notice at that; she never wanted to be the kind of girlfriend to make someone give up their whole life for them.

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he really needed to give his brain a break. having to carefully plan the future he cared so much about, and carry the weight of not only his charter but the aftermath after tonight. he wanted to think about anything else. anything. there was a moment where he drew up a flirt towards the bounty hunter. tossing between referring her to his nurse or a guardian angel that's tired of his bullshit. it was a good thought. faye valentine. just her name alone was soothing and leaving him wanting to stay there. he'll take his chances with the possibility of getting pistol-whipped by the femme. at least he'll forget the night until the morning comes.

he internally cringed at the memory of his past self. starting out the club was harder than setting up his garage, and it was without paperwork. there were a lot of favors and many times his life was on a thread. yet, his strange relationship with death saved him as if he was bound to it. being preserved by it whenever they said it was his time. those favors got them where they are now. they branched out to have charters, tar wasn't just local. the plan was to spread it across the galaxy. " im starting to think you like me drunk. " he chuckled, shoulders jumping. letting her take the bottle from his hold, he leaned his back against the fabric of the sofa as his lips matched her smirk. " well, the one with the bottle should go first. "

well. who WASN'T involved in a little illegal activity, here and there? faye doesn't talk about her debts, her own times pinged as a bounty for all the things she's stolen, swindled, and conned along the way. she wasn't a good person anymore. not the girl who'd woken up after the fuck how long, the one who'd been made a fool of, and for what? she'd had everything she'd ever wanted before, in family, wealth, and friendships... and now it felt as if everything was so... hard to grasp onto. even this, this could evaporate at any moment, couldn't it?

life was just all FUCKED UP like that.

young, huh? what's that make him now? she wants to laugh at that, but she imagines, her even at 20 was a different woman than the one that she was now. loss does something to a person. loss of people, loss of faith... she finds herself in a crisis of it, constantly, reminded that the only thing that she could pledge herself to was herself, selfishly. funny thing that. he was living the opposite way, for everyone else but himself. she wonders. what was it that made him feel so STEADFAST in his dedication to the club that wasn't just a club? "well. i'll drink if you start telling me some of those secrets." that's a bad idea faye. she knows what it is. it's the kind of intimacy that strikes closer to the bone, the sort of thing she demands because everything else is laughable. she's a liar, a cheat, a thief... and she doesn't know how to open up at all. how hopeless. her fingers ringing round the neck of the bottle, smirking, as she raised it up to her own lips. "i'll tell you mine, if you tell me yours."

- @scftlightz

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he  knew  better.  the  macho  man  role  was  a  facade,  and  one  that  ruby  can  peel  with  little  to  no  effort.  their  history  was  one  for  the  books  as  she  was  there  before  the  asphalt  reapers.  his  gaze  couldn't  linger  on  her  the  way  they  begged  to.  the  forceful  wedge  he  planted  worked  high  in  his  favor  when  it  came  to  protecting  her,  but  the  end  results  was  what  he  was  most  fearful  of.  having  her  upset  either  way  it  would  have  been  played  out.  ruby  had  always  been  the  keyholder  to  who  he  was  before  and  when  his  world  shattered  the  first  time.  after  carefully  stripping  his  upper  half  from  the  stained  shirt  and  leather  cut,  the  patterns  combined  with  his  torso  didn't  reflect  his  stance.  spine  still  somewhat  straight,  head  high  as  he  prepped  for  the  final  battle.  telling  ruby  everything.  in  his  peripheral  he  could  count  the  tear  droplets  that  fell  from  the  femme  as  they  sat  in  silence. "  shit  [  .  .  .  ]  that  came  out  wrong.  "  the  cool  cloth  being  tapped  over  the  burning  cuts  and  the  pulsing  nebula  of  red  and  purple  became  a  cold  wave  over  his  body.  letting  him  know  that  he  could  finally  relax  and  turn  off  survival  mode  for  now.  her  words  digging  further  and  cutting  more  than  the  blades  he  managed  to  dodge  during  his  ‘  business  ‘  meeting.  the  word  reaper  made  his  eyes  land  lazily  over  towards  the  symbol  on  the  back  of  his  cut.  ironic.  “  more  like  became  one.  “  his  confession  filled  with  layered  anguish  but  he  couldn’t  let  it  pull  him  further.  “  i  didn’t  want  you  to  end  up  like  [  .  .  .  ]  “  the  man  brought  a  hand  stained  with  red  to  his  swollen  lip.  between  the  courage  and  rattle  of  emotions,  keith’s  vision  was  blurred  as  he  finally  brought  his  gaze  to  meet  ruby.  “  we  tried  everything  —  we  didn’t  want  it  to  result  in  this  way  but  defense  is  really  all  we  could  do.  we’ve  gotten  into  some  hot  water  —  i’m  talking  just  a  basic  wannabe  gang  that  attempted  to  take  over.  we  tried  being  diplomatic,  turn  the  other  cheek,  and  such.  we  did  what  other  club  would  do  for  their  home,  we  fought  and  might  have  lost  some  people.  that’s  not  what  I  built  the  club  on,  none  of  this  is.  “  he  chuckled  through  his  tears  that  desperately  wanted  to  fall.  he  swallowed  a  dry  lump,  “  i’m  sorry.  i’m  sorry, i  didn't  tell  you,  but  i'd  rather  you  hate  me  and  be  alive.  “

the woman was almost entirely certain she was moments away from having steam come out of her ears, at least up until the point where the other spoke. the fact that he did indeed have blood filling his mouth, along with the way it altered his voice as he told her, disarmed the blonde a little more than she was prior. once he’d made his way inside, ruby shut the door behind him and locked both locks - ensuring specifically that the dead bolt was good and secure before she followed him to the kitchen sink. she couldn’t remember the last time she took all that she absolutely could to prevent herself from breaking down in front of him, wondering if a potential sting of numbness held the dam just at bay. finally, as she reached for a wash rag, dampening it for just a moment under the tap water, the tears began to silently fall as she was helping her boyfriend tend to his wounds.

it made her stomach turn at the vast amount of injuries that were scattered all over keith’s arms and face. inked skin that she’d sat in bed so many times before, tracing the lines almost as if she could draw them by memory, now spattered with a deep crimson instead. “i’ll decide on how mad i get,” she attempted to say with as much strength as she could muster, though her voice shook as a side effect of the tears streaming down her face. her next demand was wanting to know these reasons he spoke of, but instead an extended worry slipped past her lips. “i thought you had died,” she admitted softly before hesitantly continuing. “do you know how scary it is to worry someone is dead, only for them to show up looking like death on your doorstep?”