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[exsanguinatc]

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Someone somewhere was testing him. Anson wasn’t home all that often. Usually, he was off working or spending the night at someone else’s place. Tonight, he’d come home to his drunk, distraught roommate, and things had only gone downhill from there. There had always been attraction between them, some inherent level of desire in the air that he could taste on the tip of his tongue, but they were in a relationship, and he wasn’t exactly wanting for attention. While he’d never been one for monogamy, he respected when someone else was. He had his boundaries, tried his hardest not to take advantage of the effect that he had on people. Now his drunk roommate was pawing and whining at him though, and he could feel the want. It wasn’t real though. It wasn’t want for him, and he couldn’t let himself get dragged down by it. “Hey,” he said softly, reaching for their hips and pushing them away to keep them at arm’s length. “Maybe you should get some water. Think you may’ve cleaned out our entire liquor cabinet,”

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       “I CAN’T stop thinking about you.”

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        “ How did it take this many years of living in the same area to only be becoming friends now?  “    Amelia teases.   The blonde has never been known as the type of person that went out of her way to make friends that easily,  but Eleanor got her.    They’re both from the same world of crime families and it wasn’t like you find someone like that every day. 

[exsanguinatc]

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The apartment felt empty without Celeste. Without her, the grief and loneliness had descended. There was an ache in his chest that he knew nothing but her presence would soothe again. Still, he almost wished she wouldn’t come back. He hadn’t heard from her since she’d left to find Hecate, hadn’t wanted to bother her or sway her opinion. Regardless of how desperately he wanted her by his side, regardless of how much he missed her after only a few days, he knew that she was better off with the goddess. After all, Hecate was who she was meant to be with. He was just...her friend. She’d be safer with Hecate no matter how much he wanted her with him. So, he was caught between disappointment and elation when the door opened and he saw Celeste step inside. Helios’ journey was almost done for the day, the last few rays of sunlight streaming in through the open door to the balcony to bathe the nymph in golden light. Had more of the gods still been around, he’d have thought she was a gift from them with how divine she looked. His shoulders fell with a sigh, the action laced with both relief and dismay. “You came back.” The desire to run to her and sweep her up into his arms caught him, but he remained sitting where he was with his guitar perched on his lap. Some part of him was hoping that she’d returned only to tell him that she was going to stay with Hecate permanently, and he didn’t want Celeste to rethink her decision because of how happy he was to see her. “How was it?”

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He drummed his fingers on the vanity before him, black nails clicking sharply while he waited for her to be brought to him. It shouldn’t have been a surprise to see her there, neither should the way that he’d managed to zero in on her presence in the midst of the massive crowd that had come to see his band perform in public for the first time. The rest of them had gone off to some afterparty somewhere. Maybe he’d grace it with an appearance later. He’d been too busy telling the band’s manager to find Aspen and deliver her to the dressing room. He probably thought she was just someone he wanted for a meal, not someone he kept finding himself pulled to and pulling to him over and over again. Akira really didn’t care if that was the case. There were times when he still did want to make her a meal. Whether it was how enticing she smelled or how infuriating the things she made him feel were, there were plenty of reasons to do it. In fact, he hadn’t completely ruled it out that night, still turning the thought over in his mind when he heard the door open. “Leave,” he drawled out without turning around, knowing full well that his manager would get the idea. After sitting in silence for a few moments, he stood and turned to face the bane of his existence, who he couldn’t seem to stay away from. And yes, he wanted to bite her. He always wanted to bite her, but the way she’d dressed up for the show was really something else. “I hope you at least enjoyed the show. You must’ve paid a lot for that ticket just so you could stalk me all the way over here.”

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        “I DON’T know where you got that idea, but you and i aren’t an item. and we never were.”

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                      “I ENJOY teasing you.” 

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        “I DON’T regret it. not a single thing.”

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        “LOOK ME in the eye and tell me you want me to stop. go on; tell me and i’ll stop.”

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         “SHHH... DON’T make a sound, wes. unless... you’d want people to know what we’re up to?”

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         “I’D LIKE for you to leave... now.”

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                    “I ONLY wanted to help.”

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It hadn’t hit her until Celeste had visited, but now, it was all that she could think about. Sure, she’d known that Jackson was mortal all along. She knew something else now, too, though. She knew that she’d gotten too...attached, and the longer she stayed, the more attached she’d become. He wasn’t eternal. Losing him someday would hurt too much. There was no afterlife for her to find him in now. The Underworld had fallen into chaos, no longer the peaceful existence for the souls of the dead that Hades and Persephone created for them. Their time was limited, and she just didn’t want to face it. She’d lost enough already. Still, she was dreading this. Realistically, she could just leave. A god didn’t owe a mortal an explanation, and Jackson was smart enough to know that her attention needed to be elsewhere. That wasn’t her way though. After all, she technically worked for him, and she couldn’t deny herself one last chance to see him. So, she’d arrived to the university like she did every other morning with one hand holding his coffee and the other holding her tea. Exchanging a few smiles and friendly greetings to familiar faces, Cat could already feel herself mourning the loss of this life. The ache of it only grew as she entered Jackson’s office, finding him at his desk for once instead of sprawled on the floor or flitting about like he just couldn’t sit still. She swallowed hard. She didn’t want to do this. There was no other choice though. Forcing herself forward, she couldn’t even manage a smile as she greeted him with a quiet “Good morning”. Cat perched herself on the edge of the desk next to him and offered his coffee. Then the nausea set in, dread twisting her stomach and souring the back of her throat. If she didn’t do it now though, she never would. She’d be all too content to lose herself in a life with him before it was torn from her. “So, um, I... Jackson, I...think that I... I need to leave.”

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                     “I’M SORRY, but you know that we can’t do this.”

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         “I’M SORRY; classes are done for the day. you can come back again tomorrow at nine, though.”

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          “I’LL DO the job... if you admit that i’m the best investigator.”