#jesper and fallon thread.

[inkshadow]

random closed starter for @sunliights

".... fallon." he should've expected to bump into her at some point, what with how moderately sized their town is. this coffee shop, however, tended to cater more towards clientele who have their noses permanently turned upwards and jesper was no exception. "didn't think i'd run into you here." in code: it's good to see you.

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❝ yeah, that's what i said. is that really so hard to believe? do you not want me to come home with fries anymore? ❞ as if that was the message of her mockery. his brows mimic hers, actually confused about where he might've gone wrong with the suggestion. if anything, he thought she'd prefer it. ❝ yeah, yeah, i know we will, ❞ jesper waves dismissively, popping another handful of fries. as different as their routine is and their general livelihood, tending to things later was thankfully common ground. they didn't butt heads nearly as much as they would if they weren't aligned. ❝ somewhere.. i mean, it's nothing google can't handle. should be alright as long as next weekend won't be too late? just because we buy the stuff, we'll still need to account for actually setting it up and decorating... ❞ grown up things, things he didn't think he'd be doing at this age.

"take the season off? mr sorry-i'm-late-babe-here's-fries?" fallon's eyebrows shoot up since she isn't entirely sure what to make of the suggestion. how serious he really is about his plans. "i know, i know! we'll get it all done, though." that was seemingly her life moto. we'll get it done with very little planning about when anything was supposed to happen. "there's enough time! i have a list of stuff we still need to pick up... somewhere... that's fine, right? we can always just move it next weekend. once i'm finished painting i don't think there's anything stopping us from setting the room up properly. i still need to sort all the clothes out..."

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JESPER &. FALLON

      fuck. she wasn’t supposed to be here but he should’ve known better. with too much booze and how the stars aligned that night, the familiar face of her worst offender had appeared before him at a bar jesper and fallon both frequented, which meant the probability of her popping up unannounced was higher than usual. jesper hovering with a busted lip and bruised knuckles and ben squirming on the ground crying over a presumably broken nose beneath him, the evidence and scene of the crime was glaringly obvious to all and fallon had seen every second of it. jesper had just been too in his head to notice. ❝ fallon, wait - i can explain. ❞ 

[sunliights]

continued for @dysnomiias​ from here.

     she took the bait. teeth bite down on lower lip in thought, his eyes scanning her face in a panic, unsure of what to say now when he’s on the brink of hurting her again. ❝ yeah i kissed you but that was such a long time ago and we were both drunk and i was hyped up on adrenaline after punching your shitty ex. why are you so stubborn to be with someone who will only disappoint you??❞

“right, so you didn’t do it because you like me. if you don’t like me then say it instead of palming me off with excuses about why you did do it.” fallon supposed it was only a matter of time until she had to put him into the position where he fully rejected her. perhaps then she’d get it into her mind. “i just really don’t think you’re as bad as you make yourself out to be, that’s all.”

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"you didn't even know what the score was until i mentioned it! i should've just lied..." eyes roll and he extends a hand out to let her go first. "i took my shot in the club and won. losing to this won't feel so bad. what do you want when you win, hustler?"

"hey, no. i'm having loads of fun. i like winning!" she heads towards their last hole, turning to face benji. "is it? you don't mind losing?"

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"the poor people you sleep with if that's your kink... you'll just have to find someone submissive enough to handle the pain like it's pleasure." the wide smile on his face showcases the fact that he is and will not be that person but hey, good for her if she finds one. "i know you're hot, i never said you weren't. it just sounded like he was praising you like god or something. which," he shrugs, leaving it open whether he agrees or not. "i came crawling for your food and to pester you about this new guy you've been seeing. not that he'll last. they never do."

“maybe it would make me more interested — like, a kinky thing…” noah trails off in her little self-musing. tends to do such things a fair bit. “why not? i’m hot, you’ve fucked me so you have to think so. why couldn’t someone else?” she tilts her head and gestures towards him and the fact he’s standing in the room. “is it easy? are you sure? you’re here, after all. you came crawling to me.”

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❝ have you never just had friends before? ❞ it's his best attempt at avoiding the situation head-on, as though bringing up something tangentially related was going to divert attention elsewhere. he stumbles, mouth stammering. ❝ w-where did you get that idea? ❞

sucking in a sharp breath of air, fallon tried to avoid coming across as too sensitive again. that being said her eyes still threatened to water. “right, well. i don’t know. it just seemed like there was... something going on here," she muttered, vaguely gesturing between them. "it certainly started to seem like you liked me."

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JESPER &. FALLON​

a closed starter for @dysnomiias​ featuring fallon and jesper.

“i haven’t seen you in ages and all you have to say is ’hi’?”

      ❝ would you rather i said ‘suck my dick’? it’s been two weeks; miss me already? ❞ 

[inkshadow]

eh, it could have been distressing enough though going to yoga certainly isn't the worst thing that could come out of a breakup. it's just good to see that fallon is still staying true to her usual self, not that he has any right to try and internalize that further. "yeah, thanks. enjoy your laundry list," because while saying 'good to see you' isn't exactly false, it doesn't take away the fact that it was jarring nonetheless.

-fin.

"nothing like a break-up to get someone to shake up their life... just not with yoga." no point in dancing around the topic, is there? they were together and now they're not. fallon doesn't want seeing him to feel so jarring and perhaps by just getting it out there and acknowledging it, she can. "super busy, rushed off my feet." not that she looks it, sitting around sipping coffee. "mhm, sure. enjoy catching up with people, i'm sure i'll maybe see you in passing."

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"okay, i was just curious to know if you'd adopted a totally new lifestyle since last we spoke." that curiosity didn't happen until this very moment but not for lack of wanting to think about her. their ending just didn't provide great grounds to do so. "i hope that coffee does its job then, given how busy you are." a single bit of laughter follow and he acknowledges her attempt with a slightly raised hand. "alright, don't hurt yourself over it. i guess i should leave you to it then."

“me?” she pulls a face, “no — obviously not. it sounds so boring.” too boring an activity for fallon, at least. there are some aspects of her life that she likes to keep boring. relationships, for example. “i’m super relaxed. that’s why i need the caffeine to wake me up.” she shakes the cup as an example before taking a healthy sip. “a… joe-k… joooke…” she says the word slowly for a moment as if trying it out, before shaking her head. “i think i’m good.”

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"do you... do yoga?" he's dated her before and in the history of them being together, he doesn't remember her doing anything of the sort. "nobody's asking you to sit still - just that you need to relax a little." then again, what's she doing to do? actually listen to him when she's got no reason to? "oh you haven't?" his tone is endearing, sarcastically so. like she's been missing out on jokes her whole life. "well i've given you a perfect example of one, in case you want to try it out for yourself."

fallon only rolls her eyes, unwilling to feed into his teasing. "i don't like sitting still though. there's plenty of activities that are relaxing, aren't there? yoga! for example. an activity... and relaxing." not that she can keep her mouth shut long enough to partake in such an activity. maybe puppy yoga would be more her speed. "a joke, huh? i don't think i've ever heard of one of those before, jes."

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"calling the kettle black here, fallon..." he warns playfully, brows bouncing up to really round out that accusatory look. "really can't sit still, can you? there's value in resting too, you know, but i guess if you don't need it then you don't need it." and far be it for him to offer any sort of advice to his ex. "hah, yeah. people to do. it's... it's a joke. the whole thing was wrong, meant to trip the other person up. seems like it worked."

“because my mom is so competitive,” fallon groans a little… however, she gets it. she can be herself. it just creates an impossibly tense atmosphere for her poor, poor father. “i could never be too busy. i like being busy.” rather, she doesn’t like doing nothing. finds herself antsy when there’s nothing to be done. it’s no wonder there are so many half-finished things around her home; cabinets she started to paint before preferring another colour, work side-projects. “people to do?”

[inkshadow]

her exasperation has him laughing harder than he should, his hand fitted around his coffee cup lifted to his mouth to hide the ever growing smile. he knows it's all just a formality, to not think anything more of where they stand in one another's life, but it is... sort of nice. "what's wrong with board games? thought that was your shit, dork." another nod and sip of his coffee. "busy, busy bee... got stuff to see, people to do. just don't overwork yourself."

“it’s not my fault if they aren’t!” fallon does still feel bad for the whole incident but considering she doubts she’ll ever see the little family again, she’s probably in the clear. probably. life has a funny way of proving her otherwise. case and point with the fact she’s speaking to jesper. “schedules are nice until you’ve had a full dinner and you just want to nap but it’s board game time.” she feigns a little eye roll, has never really minded the traditions they’ve had. "i probably won't be home for long, though. lots of projects and stuff."

[inkshadow]

"right because five year olds are totally on top of horror movie scene." it's made in jest but he knows the weight behind it all; there's history here that can't be erased and the deeper they delve into it, the more familiar they'll feel. something tells him that's not exactly what she's wanting. clearing his throat, jesper gives an awkward sort of nod, fingers coming up to scratch the back of his neck. "schedules are nice sometimes," he shrugs, "means you don't have to think about how to fill the time." but he does appreciate her acknowledgement, given everything.

"it was topical! besides, spirit halloween did this moving mannequin thing so i thought it would be everywhere..." she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, not shy at the topic of conversation but it is always weird talking about passions... with an ex... at a coffee shop. excuse her for being quiet about it. "i'm sure it will be fine." she shrugs, takes a sip of her drink. "at least you can arrange your day how you want it. my mom has things on a schedule." a half-hearted attempt at lightness given she knows a bit of his situation.

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❝ plenty... uh huh... i don't believe you. maybe if you hadn't lost the list, you'd have something to show for it. ❞ even now, jesper will always have something to say, a diss of sorts though the longer time went on, the less weight he puts on them. ❝ the more you use that as an excuse, the less the effect has on me. last i checked, you didn't exactly care if i pulled out so who is really at fault, hmm? ❞ long legs bring him back to her, fitting his lanky frame between her own as she continues to munch on her little snack. at least he'd done one thing right today. ❝ oh please, now you're just being picky with presents. i think you should just be happy with whatever i give you. whether it's in a tin or not is still TBD. - you finally gonna give your baby daddy a kiss after not seeing him for a whole day? or are you gonna keep whining? ❞

"i have plenty to think about!" perhaps it wasn't stuff that fallon had to think about but she couldn't help the way her mind worked. it seemed that when she had a task just about anything else that popped into her mind would take precedence over it. not helpful when she was on a rather tight timescale. "you know. you're doing an awful lot of insulting towards the woman who is currently carrying your child, jes. tell me how you really feel." she lays a hand on her chest in her feigned insult; the fact the other hand is lifting a fry to her mouth probably negates her dramatics. "maybe you should! get it engraved and everything."

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❝ you have nothing but baby to think about and yet, ❞ jesper pauses, gesturing with wide-spread arms the lack of baby stuff in their home. doesn't dare finish the statement, however, knowing that she can very well finish it herself. they operated in such different ways that it's truly fascinating how they're able to get on indoors at all sometimes. ❝ slow and clumsy. no, wait, you've always been clumsy huh? miss push-on-a-pull-door. ❞ no shame; everyone's done it. drying his hands, jesper turns around and crosses his arms, flashing a smirk at her as he leans back against the counter. ❝ yes, that's why you got the bag back, right? seriously? shall i put it in a tin for you, princess? ❞

"jesper!" she isn't actually annoyed but it's quite easy for her to sound like she is with the way she groans his name. "you do want to do it the boring way. we're going to get pre-built furniture and just put it places because that's what is easier. i literally have nothing but baby to think about until they get here so i'm sure i could get on top of things... eventually. because i'm pregnant and slow as a result. nothing to do with my lack of urgency skills..." though, they most certainly didn't help anything. grabbing the bag she's quick to stick her hand in. "can you be nice? can you? at this rate i'm thinking about asking for a push-present..." she's joking. maybe.