oph3liatlou

[oph3liatlou]

ANNOUNCEMENT AHHH

I HAVE

SOME VERY

EXCITING NEWS

an entire series, coming soon...

...just for you

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[oph3liatlou]

— TWO YEARS

pairing(s); laredo!javier pena x bestfriend!female reader

warnings; suggestive content, kissing, smoking, light swearing, pet names in spanish.

word count; 1,372

proofread?; yess.

note from author; THE SPANISH I CAN FINALLY USE!!!

summary; childhood friends reunited after javier's posting in columbia.

The days were long. He’d been working his ass off at his old man’s ranch for the past two days, to get his mind off the DEA and his suspension. He had been exchanging information with Los Pepes, in an attempt to get a lead on Escobar, shame, he got found out.

He ran a hand through his sweat-slicked, chestnut hair, his dark eyes flickering up at the blazing, Laredo sun. He thumbed at the corner of his moustache, before his hand dropped to his side, a marlboro hung from his lips.

“Fuck.”

You rolled your eyes as you wiped the sweat away from your forehead, trying to keep from showing just how hot you really were. You kept staring up at the sun, the sun in Texas could be brutal, especially at this time of the year. You took a drag from your cigarette, letting out a long sigh as you looked at the ground. "Damn, this is hot." You muttered to yourself.

Javi couldn’t help but notice, your pretty pout, pouting as you pulled on your cigarette. He flicked his cigarette away, and wandered over towards you. His broad shoulders and strong, muscular arms made him appear even more formidable than most.

“Yeah it is.” Javi muttered, glancing down at the red dirt, and then back up to you, his dark eyebrows shifting, and his mouth curling into a wry smirk.

You watched him as he walked over to you, a faint smell of sweat and tobacco reaching her nostrils as she took in his appearance. He'd changed since the two of you had last seen each other, your best friend who you'd grown up with had grown into a very attractive man. Even with the scowl of his lips and the seriousness of his expression, you thought him to be very handsome. "Two years", You muttered quietly, "a lot changes in two years."

“Yep.” Javi concurred, softly. His eyes ran over her body, as you stood there, the smoke drifting upwards. “I see you’ve grown up.” He smirked, reaching over and tucking a piece of hair out of your face. His face suddenly, changed, and he looked at you, with a mixture of longing, desire, and something else. He had missed you.

You felt your heart beat a little faster when he smirked at you, when he tucked the piece of hair out of your face and looked at you with an almost hungry gaze, you could feel your insides tingle. You didn't hate him, not in the slightest, but you also didn't know if it was a good idea to give in to your own desires. You were still hurt over the way he'd left two years ago, and you didn't want to get sucked in again only to have him break your heart...like he did when you both were kids.

He wanted to feel you, taste her, but damn, he was on some suspension bullshit, and his past still haunted him. Why now? Was it bad timing, or? Could he afford to let you in once more? He looked away from you, his back to the glaring sun as he inhaled his cigarette.

“Got a lot to tell you, and- to apologize for. It’s been two years- but…” He trailed off, exhaling smoke, before the question escaped him. “Why’re you still here?”

You sighed as you took another drag from your own cigarette, the heat of the sun beating down on you made your skin shine with sweat. You thought about his question, it was a fair question, why were you still here? Two years ago, you would've packed up and went with him in a heartbeat but now things were different, you had changed and grown up without him.

"I could ask you the same thing", You said softly, looking away from him. Your eyes darted to your cigarette, you smoked it down to the butt before finally extinguishing it.

He’d expected a lot of things, but not that. He’d expected to see you, sure. Maybe even to have a shot at redemption, hell you've known each other all your lives, and you was beautiful. You'd grown up alright, it was almost as if he was looking at a completely different woman.

“I…” He began, taking a drag of the cigarette, and sighing softly, before exhaling. “I’m just trying to get away from everything.”

You took in his answer, it was a good answer, and it also made you curious. As his best friend, you thought you knew everything about him, but the truth was, you didn't. You hadn't seen him in two years, and you didn't know the half of what he was going through now. You let your gaze roam over his features as you mulled over her next question.

"From everything?" You asked softly, taking a small step closer to him, a look of curiosity flitting across your face.

“Mhmm.” He nodded, taking in another drag, he looked to you with an unreadable expression. His dark eyes, roaming over your face, but his lips pursed, as if he was debating on whether he should reveal what was bothering him. He wasn’t the type to share his feelings.

“The world’s kinda been shitty for the past couple months- so, figured coming home was better than facing- well, everything.”

Your eyes narrowed as you took in his answer, that was a bit of a non-answer. There was more going through his head, you could see that on his face, but then again, that's the way he always was. He wasn't one to go all emotional, even though he was definitely feeling emotions right now, the way he kept looking at you told you that.

"And there isn't something else that has you on edge?" You asked softly, moving a little bit closer to him.

“What do you mean?” He asked, genuinely not knowing where you was going with this line of questioning. Were you trying to get something out of him? If so, he wasn’t about to give it up willingly. You were the one he’d been avoiding, after all.

“I mean, there’s- well the suspension, which has me pretty riled up, but besides that, there’s nothing..." He paused. "But besides that, there's nothing."

You shrugged. "I mean coming back here…seeing me after-" You inhaled deeply but didn't finish your sentence. He knew what you were talking about. Your breakup before he left.

“Yeah.” He groaned, letting out a sigh as he rubbed his brow. That had been what you'd been alluding to, and damn this was awkward. His eyes met yours, and he looked away quickly.

Javier couldn’t help it. It was stupid. But he had a chance with you, he could see it now, even if he did keep telling himself he didn’t deserve you. He exhaled smoke, his mouth curling into a sardonic smirk.

"I would've come with you," You paused. "To Columbia- if you had asked." But he hadn't, even though you had been together for 3 years.

“Yeah well…” He sighed, looking down, his hands in his pockets, as he shifted his weight from foot to foot. “I was- I am a dumbass. I just thought-“ He huffed, and rolled his eyes. “I don’t even know, honestly. But look, cariño, I’m sorry alright- I was a complete idiot.”

Him speaking Spanish always melted you on the inside. Your legs felt like Jell-O when he stepped closer to you. Dear. You sighed, your voice was softer now. "You still are, Javi." You partially teased.

He smirked, “Yeah? How so?” He asked, his voice as smooth as smooth as velvet.

He took another drag from his cigarette, his eyes trailing over your body, lingering on the curves of your hips- his mouth curling into a small smirk, “Cariño~.”

You smirked. "Well, let's see…" You let your voice trail in suspense. "You still haven't kissed me yet." You crinkled my nose. "I'd say you're slacking."

With that, it was all over. He couldn’t help himself- he reached forward, his hand holding your chin, and he kissed you deeply and passionately, his lips soft and pliant against yours.

It was what you wanted. It was what you needed.

You both needed it.

To reunite.

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[oph3liatlou]

santa barbara ˚.⋆

[oph3liatlou]

STOP THIS NOW

[oph3liatlou]

help me

it’s slut that old man out hours

OOOOOO BOY. 🧎🏻‍♀️🧎🏻‍♀️

[oph3liatlou]

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[oph3liatlou]

LONDON PARSONS - OC

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─ a lunatic, call me what suits your taste - i just want a taste ɞ

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ʚ 𝑷𝑳𝑨𝒀𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻 ɞ

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red means i love you- madds buckley

❛unfortunate, they say such a shame - i turned out this way...a maniac❜

psycho killer - talking heads

❛i can't sleep, 'cause my bed's on fire, don't touch me, i'm a real live wire❜

crazy girls - toopoor

❛said he likes crazy girls, but he hates when i act crazy, it takes two to toxic❜

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─ and i've always heard it's what's inside that counts ɞ

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𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋

（#𝐺𝐸𝑁𝐸𝑅𝐴𝐿）

𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑬 | london colton parsons

london; of latin origin, meaning 'the great river'.

colton; of english origin, meaning 'from the coal, or dark town'.

parsons; of english origin, meaning 'servant'.

𝑵𝑰𝑪𝑲𝑵𝑨𝑴𝑬 | stalker

by joe goldberg.

𝑩𝑰𝑹𝑻𝑯 | november 9, 1997

zodiac sign - scorpio; resourceful, powerful, brave, passionate.

ruling planet - mars; energy, anger, courage, action, aggression, tempermental.

birth stone - topaz; fair-minded, friendly, mental strength.

element - water; clever, introperspective, self-contained, success.

𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹 | female & heterosexual

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─ because my insides are red and yours are too, and the red on my face is matching you ɞ

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𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑶𝑵𝑨

（#𝑃𝐸𝑅𝑆𝑂𝑁𝐴）

𝑸𝑼𝑨𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑰𝑬𝑺 | creative, insightful, principled, passionate, altruistic

creative; london enjoys finding the perfect solution for the people she cares about. to do this, she draws on her vivid imagination and her strong sense of compassion.

insightful; london typically strives to move past appearances and get to the heart of things. this can give her an almost uncanny ability to understand people’s true motivations, feelings, and needs.

principled;  london tends to have deeply held beliefs, and her conviction often shines through when she speaks or writes about subjects that matter to her. she can be compelling and an inspiring communicator, with her idealism persuading even the hardest of skeptics.

passionate; london can pursue her ideals with a single-mindedness that may catch others off guard. her personality rarely settles for “good enough,” and her willingness to disrupt the status quo may not please everyone. that said, londons’ passion for her chosen cause is a key aspect of their personality.

altruistic; london generally aims to use her strengths for the greater good – she rarely enjoy succeeding at other people’s expense. she tends to think about how her actions affect others, and her goal is to behave in a way that will help the people around them and make the world a better place.

𝑭𝑳𝑨𝑾𝑺 | sensitive, closed-off, perfectionist, workaholic

sensitive to criticism; when someone challenges her principles or values, london may react strongly. people with this personality type can become defensive in the face of criticism and conflict, particularly when it comes to issues that are near to their hearts.

 

reluctant to open up;  london values honesty, but she's also private. she may find it difficult to open up and be vulnerable about her struggles. this might also be because she thinks she needs to solve her problems on her own or doesn't want to burden other people with her issues. when london doesn't ask for help, she may inadvertently hold herself back or create distance in her relationships.

perfectionist;  while this is a wonderful quality in many ways, an ideal situation is not always possible. london might find it difficult to appreciate her jobs, living situations, or relationships if she's continually fixating on imperfections and wondering whether she should be looking for something better.

prone to burnout; london's perfectionism and reserve may leave her with few options for letting off steam. people with this personality type can exhaust themselves if they don’t find a way to balance their drive to help others with necessary self-care and rest.

𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘 |

 london grew up with very rich parents, she was the favorite of her mother but - never could she be good enough for her father. he treated her like she was nothing and that she would never be able to amount to anything. her father was a criminal profiler before he retired when london herself was only fourteen. her mother, was a psychiatrist and she grew up around a lot of topics involving psychology and heavy conversations. london kept a small journal because of her upbringing, and filled it to the brim of how she saw people or noticed things about them. her obsession grew with trying to figure out who people really were and, how she could control them with what very little she had noticed about them. the friends she made throughout her life weren't actually her true friends, but people she had practically under her thumb.

𝑯𝑨𝑩𝑩𝑰𝑻𝑺 | swearing, nervous ticks

growing up in a strict household where manners were important, london never swore but - after being on her own she finally let loose and was able to swear around others without getting scolded. she only does it around close friends though, or if she's pissed off.

london has a tell when she's nervous, she starts tapping her foot on the floor. this usually is the case when she's sitting down. she's aware of this tell and is able to control it when she needs to.

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─ and goodness, you're bleeding, what a wonderful feeling ɞ

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𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐒

（#𝐹𝐴𝑉𝑆）

𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬𝑺 | winning, gratification, flowers

as a child, london was never told when she did something well - only when she did something wrong. so now as an adult, when someone congratulates her - it makes her feel happier than most.

her mother used to buy flowers for her whenever london was feeling down, or whenever her father had been rude to her. it cheered her up - this is the reason she buys flowers at the local market each week.

𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬𝑺 | being late, social media

london was always on time a kid, having to go to social events with her parents - it conditioned her to always be on time, or early.

she hates the fakeness of social media. she has a few accounts though, her account is set to private and she has absolutely no posts.

𝑭𝑨𝑽𝑶𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑬𝑺 |

𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒓﹔red

𝑨𝒏𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒍﹔fox

𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒉﹔any kind of pasta

𝑫𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌﹔black coffee

𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆﹔her hometown (virginia)

𝒀𝑬𝑺 𝑶𝑹 𝑵𝑶 |

𝒔𝒎𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒓﹔no

𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒆𝒓﹔socially

𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒔﹔yes

𝒗𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒏﹔no

𝒗𝒆𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏﹔no

𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄﹔𝗒𝖾𝗌

𝒐𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄 ﹔𝗒𝖾𝗌

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─ you're down, and you're pleading, my head is just reeling ɞ

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𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘

（#𝑆𝑇𝑂𝑅𝑌）

𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑰 | ongoing

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─ the red means i love you, tasting your blood means I love you ɞ

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𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐒

（#𝐶𝑅𝐸𝐷𝐼𝑇𝑆）

𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑫𝑰𝑻𝑺 | 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓 : ophelia

𝑻𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒆 : 𝐓𝐄𝐔𝐒𝐒 ᵕ̈

𝑯𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒔 : #Teusstemp

𝑭𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎 : milena tscharntke

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[oph3liatlou]

OCS

a list of my ocs for original stories;

- YOU ! LONDON PARSONS - W/ JOE GOLDBERG !

[oph3liatlou]

what's your next updates? Whatever u're writing, I'm gonna read anyway

i'm not sure! i think i'll be updating stuff here and there but i don't have much room in my schedule but - writing calms me down so i hope i'll be able to continue!

#writing #request #reqs open #oneshot #headcanon #smut #harry potter #marvel #magic #superhero

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I hate it when people think (hypo)mania is just having a ton of energy to do all the chores you have when in reality it is

not being able to sleep because you can't, meaning you get up in the middle of the night to go to cycling or for a drive

not finishing your actual chores because you need to write a book, learn how to play violin, or solve world hunger

spending money you don't have in things you don't need, like a pony or a new car or fifteen pairs of shoes

having to take medical leave from work so you can focus on your current project, such as writing a book or solving the world hunger

having rage towards other people because no one but you is competent enough, smart enough, or fast enough

your thoughts going so fast you can't really do anything because your mind can't process anything but your racing thoughts

[oph3liatlou]

he's so babygirl

Channeling my inner Joel today <3

[oph3liatlou]

I actually have a request where it’s like Tommy and Ellie reminiscing about the “hunt” for Abby, like post 2nd game what you think they’d talk about even?

— DON'T DO THIS, KIDDO

pairings; post-tlou2!tommy miller x ellie williams

word count; 1, 202 words

warnings; hints of ptsd, one swear word, mentions of death

proofread?; yes.

author notes; pls this isn't a ship post okay 😭also i cried writing this LMAO

summary; tommy confronts ellie about the events of her and abby's fight.

Ellie and Tommy lived together now, neither of them living in Jackson anymore. It was too hard for Ellie to see Dina, too hard for Tommy to see Maria - and too hard for both of them to walk past Joel's empty house.

But life was quiet between the two of them, too quiet.

Ellie never talked about her final fight with Abby and never explained to Tommy why she let her go. She knew what Tommy would've done, she knew that Tommy would've killed Abby like he had asked Ellie to do in the first place.

Over months, the quietness turned to bitterness. Between the both of you, you couldn't find the words.

Was it about guilt, about anger, about shame, about hate? Many things sat in the space that once was warmth.

But neither of them ever said anything. Ellie didn't want to bring up the topic, she wanted to avoid all of that heartache again. She didn't want to be that person still looking for revenge - she just wanted to move past it all and to heal. She knew she couldn't lose Tommy too.

One hot summer day, the two of you set out together on their horses, taking a stroll around. The air around you was thick with tension, yet neither said a word. Tommy's face was scrunched up, a deep frown etched upon his forehead. After a deep inhale, he finally spoke. "We should have a proper talk."

Ellie didn't know what to say, she looked down at the reigns of the horse. "Uh, yeah…" Her voice trailed off - hoping he would continue the conversation.

"Why?" His words were clipped, he was angry but didn't know how to express it, or maybe he knew exactly how to do it. "Why did you refuse to take that final step?" He asked, and though there was no malice in his voice, his eyes were full of anger. "Why did you let her live?"

Ellie felt her throat become dry. She didn't want to explain what happened, and why she had let Abby go. She didn't want to have this conversation. She didn't want to relive it.

"Say it." He demanded.

"Tell me why you couldn't pull the trigger. Just say it."

She could see in his eyes that his anger was masking deeper emotions, emotions that he didn't want anyone - especially Ellie - to see. He wanted her to tell him what had gone in that final confrontation, though not only for Tommy to be the one having to have peace.

Ellie couldn't look at him. She felt her heart racing, every time she thought of those few months, of tracking Abby - of her killing Joel…she would panic. And with Tommy getting angry with her, she tried to control her panic attack.

"I said say it." His words were like bullets, each one firing through Ellie's consciousness. She could see Tommy getting angrier, and more agitated, and she could feel herself slipping away.

Fear and rage consumed her in equal amounts, fear for Tommy and her rage for what they had lost. She couldn't breathe, it was like a tight grip around her throat, constricting the last remnant of a safe place she had known.

She didn't want to relive all of it, she didn't want to-

"She was just like Joel and I-" Ellie started to explain, having stopped her horse in the sunny field they had been trotting in. "When he took me from the firefly hospital..."

Tommy paused.

He took another inhale, and the rage in his eyes didn't fade. Not immediately at least, but it did diminish - a crack in the dam of suppressed sadness.

The horse under him shifted his weight.

"Go on."

Ellie looked back down, trying to steady her one hand as she thought back to all the memories. "She had a kid with her, some scar. They were both hurt, both weak." She blinked back tears, she didn't want Tommy to see her cry.

There was another pause.

Tommy's jaw remained clenched.

The silence was broken by your horse, who shifted and let out a gentle nicker. At last, Tommy spoke. His voice was lower than before, quiet and filled with something, though its origins were not known, whether it was emotion, hatred, sadness, or all of it. "Keep going."

She sighed. "The kid was on the verge of dying, I think. Passed out in a boat, she just - wanted to save him." Ellie kept going. "I realized it wasn't about avenging Joel anymore, it was about ending the bullshit she started. And when I let her go, she carried the boy like Joel had carried me from that hospital years ago…"

There was yet another pause, almost a full minute passed.

She felt a chill in the air from the lack of words between the two of them.

Tommy took another deep breath, and finally spoke, though the volume of his voice hadn't changed. "And...that was enough for you?"

Ellie didn't respond for a moment but, she finally looked up at Tommy. "I heard him." She couldn't hide the tears in her eyes now.

Another moment passed. "What?" He asked, his gaze locked on her.

"When I went to stab her I-" She let a tear fall and roll down her cheek. "Joel. He told me don't do this kiddo."

And there, at that moment, is where his rage faded, and only pure sadness settled into his being.

It's as if with every word she spoke, his facade shattered piece by piece until all that was left was the broken and the vulnerable.

He couldn't bring himself to make eye contact with her, his gaze still falling to the ground, though he tried to hide it. "Ellie.." He finally said, his voice cracked.

Ellie just shook her head and took the reigns again, letting her horse walk again.

Another moment passed, and without wanting to talk anymore, both of them fell into a peaceful silence. The two rode back to their house, and their abandoned street - without speaking a word. A gentle breeze touched Ellie's face, soothing her emotions.

It was a while until they reached the house, where they both dismounted and led their horses to the stables. Tommy kept his back to her, and once they had stopped, he spoke. "I'm…

"It's fine." Ellie interjected. The truth was finally out in the open. It still haunted Ellie but, at least she wasn't the only one with that burden.

"Just one more thing.." His words were slow, his tone solemn. "I want to ask."

She nodded in response as she took off the saddle of her horse and directed him back into the stall.

"When exactly did you start hearing him?" He watched her, his expression now softened.

"I-" Her voice cracked so, she patted her horse to try and distract herself. "As soon as he died."

It only took him a moment to reply, his voice quiet and soft once again.

"Me too."

Ellie nodded solemnly in response.

And there, standing in a stable full of horses, the once strained relationship had softened.

Neither said anything else - that was enough.

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House M.D. 2.02 | Autopsy

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soft 🍄 angst 🌿 smut 🍀

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TWO YEARS | one shot | 1.3k words | javier pena x female reader 🍄

JOE GOLDBERG

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— GO HOME

pairing(s); taken!dina x jealous!female reader

warnings; bickering, small argument/bickering, light swearing, ignorant reader.

word count; 2,214

proofread?; not really.

note from author; guys i'm so gay for her it's not even FUNNY

summary; dina has a new partner, but you've been in love with her for years.

Dina was surprised by how cold, distant and awkward her friend had been acting around her - since she started a relationship. She knew you well enough to notice things like that. She planned on getting to the bottom of things - the only way to do that? Confront you directly. She wasn't going to sit there and watch your friendship fall apart.

Dina knocked on your door. There was a brief delay before you had opened it. You seemed surprised that she was there - assuming Dina had plans with her partner. Dina was silent for a moment, studying your face. "Are you alright?" She asked in a concerned voice.

You nodded indifferently, trying not to show your jealousy between Dina and her new partner. You stepped aside to let Dina into your house - most of the houses in Jackson looked relatively similar to each other. You finally answered her when she was inside. "Yeah, why wouldn't I be fine?"

Dina didn't want to pry, but she also couldn't help to notice your off behavior. "You just don't seem like yourself." She said, with genuine concern in her voice. It was obvious you were upset about something. "Is everything really okay?"

You glanced over your shoulder at her, as she was by the door taking off her boots and coat - it had been snowing. "I thought you'd be out with, what's his name?" You were bitter.

Dina laughed quietly, as she came further into your house. "I think you know his name." Dina shrugged her shoulders, shaking the snow off her coat and hanging it up on your coat rack - by the door. "So, what's up? Are you pissed at me or something?"

You started walking into the kitchen, trying to avoid this conversation as much as possible and distracting yourself. You knew it could end in a fight and as much as you wanted to tell Dina your feelings, you didn't want to ruin your friendship with her. "Do you want something to drink?"

Dina laughed to herself at how transparent your behavior was. Seh knew that you were trying to avoid - whatever this was, but it wasn't going to be that easy. She walked casually into the kitchen and leaned against the counter next to you. "I know something's up. So why don't you cut the bullshit and get to the point already?"

Your head snapped up at Dina's tone of voice. She rarely got upset with you, but you could tell she was annoyed. Though, one of the things you loved about her was her ability to be blunt - in any situation. You kept silent and went back to pouring yourself a glass of water.

Dina remained leaning against the counter, watching you pour yourself a glass of water silently. Her eyes studied you carefully, searching for any hints of what was really bothering you. She noticed that you were avoiding eye contact with her, as if you didn't even want to look at her.

A moment a silence passed as Dina watched you, awaiting any further words. She had expected you to become more defensive or to try and change the subject, but the silence was a surprise. Finally, Dina spoke again, her voice softer than before. "Look, I know something is bothering you and I want to help, but it's really hard to do that when you won' t talk to me."

You sighed, finally looking up to meet her gaze. You decided to only tell her some, of the truth. "You've been spending alot of time with your new boyfriend and, we never hangout anymore."

Dina chuckled quietly to herself at how quickly you had caved. She had been expecting another round of evasive behavior, but it seemed that you were ready to open up now. "So that's really what's bothering you? That I've been spending more time with my boyfriend than with you?"

You shrugged gently, taking a sip of your water and swallowing. "Yeah." It wasn't the full truth but - that would've been way too much to talk about.

Dina noticed how casually you admitted the real issue, but she wouldn't let herself get complacent just yet. She leaned forward, crossing her arms as she continued to observe your behavior. "You're just jealous that I've been spending more time with someone else than with you."

You furrowed your brow - now a bit angry with her for wording it that way. "I'm upset that I don't see you anymore." You paused, slightly worked up. "We've been friends for two years and you just want to throw that away for some guy you've been dating for a few weeks?" Too much? Maybe.

Dina was beginning to see a little bit of your true feelings now. The jealousy and anger in your tone of voice was undeniable, and her suspicions had been confirmed. She smirked to herself, finding it funny that you were trying to play it cool, but she could tell that you were a bit worked up. "And that's how you really feel?" She pressed, looking right at you, her arms still crossed against her chest.

"Yeah, I guess so." You paused, glancing up at her and softening your expression to be less hostile.

Dina raised an eyebrow, continuing to study your expression and body language. You were finally giving her something to work with, which meant that it was time to dig a little deeper. "And why exactly are you so upset about me spending more time with my boyfriend?"

"Because I miss us-" You had started to answer, and then realizing it sounded weird. Though, you wished that it was true. ", our friendship." You corrected yourself.

"What exactly do you miss about our friendship?" Dina's voice was soft now, but she watched you closely, as if searching for any further signs of denial. You were so close to admitting the truth, but she needed to hear it straight from your lips before she could call out your bluff.

You didn't know how to respond without speaking the full truth. So, you tried to stay as indifferent as possible. "I don't know just-"

Dina smirked as she saw how hard you were trying to cover up your true feelings. She could see the uncertainty and defensiveness in your eyes, but it was only a matter of time before you admitted the true reason you were upset. "You do know. But you don't want to say it out loud because that would make it real."

Your water glass was empty now, as your head snapped back up to meet her eyes. "Don't do that." You sighed.

Dina laughed softly at how quickly you had become aggravated again. Your anger made it clear to her that she had struck a nerve, which meant that she was on the right track.

"You can't deny it." She teased quietly, crossing her arms against her chest again and still watching you closely. "You have feelings for me, don't you?"

Annoyance became an emotion again in your eyes - but she was right. "It wouldn't even matter if I did."

Dina looked at you for a moment longer before her jaw dropped slightly in surprise. She had been expecting denial, frustration, or anger, not…this. Dina's smirk finally faded away, changing to an expression of genuine understanding. "Because you already know how I'm going to respond to that, don't you?"

You shrugged. "Seeing as you have a boyfriend - it's pretty fucking obvious." This time, you had started walking back into the living room, making a point that you were still mad at her.

The change in your tone of voice and behavior told Dina that you were still annoyed and hurt. She couldn't blame you for that, of course. But she wasn't going to make this easy for you either.

"So that's it, then? You've just been keeping your feelings to yourself this whole time, while you watch me fall in love with someone else?"

You scoffed. That hit a nerve. "If you wanted to fall in love with me - you would've. I didn't make you do anything." You argued.

Dina rolled her eyes at your attempt to sound tough and dismissive when in reality, you were just as vulnerable as she was.

"Is that right? And now, you're just going to pretend you don't care because I have a boyfriend now? You really have convinced yourself of that, haven't you?"

A deep sigh escaped your mouth, as you now turned towards the stairs - to where your bedroom was. "I've told you how I felt, there's nothing more to it." You paused. "I'm going to bed - you can let yourself out." You weren't going to bed, you were just done arguing. It hurt too much. You started up the staris.

Dina watched you for a moment, debating whether or not she should follow you. She was tempted to just let you go and have some space to think things over, but something in her gut was telling her that you needed her right now. She shook her head, following you up the stairs.

"I'm not going anywhere." Dina said softly as she walked up behind you. "We're not done talking about this yet." But you were quick with a response, as you started grabbing some clean pajamas from your dresser. "Well, I'm done. There's nothing else for me to say."

Dina remained standing in the doorway, watching you as you changed your clothes. She noticed that you were still avoiding eye contact with her and that you had an annoyed expression on your face.

"Maybe there isn't anything else for you to say, but there's something I need to say, so I'm not leaving until you've heard it."

You finished getting changed silently, not making eye contact yet again.

Dina remained right where she was, patiently waiting for you to acknowledge her presence. She knew that you were trying to ignore her, but she also knew that this wasn't going to make her walk away until she had said what she had to say.

She took a step forward, leaning against the door frame. "Look at me."

But you didn't. Instead, you climbed into your bed and started reading the book from your bedside table - ignoring her.

Dina watched you as you lay in bed, reading your book and completely ignoring her. She had never seen you act this way before - being so nonchalant and dismissive. It was almost infuriating, but at the same time, she was starting to get worried about you.

She took another step into the room, making her presence even more clear to you. "Are you just going to keep ignoring me?"

"Yes."

Dina sighed quietly as she crossed her arms against her chest, frustrated but also curious. It was hard to believe that this is how you were acting right now. Normally, you would be more open and honest about your feelings, despite the anger and pain that you were trying to push down.

"Why?" The frustration in her voice was rising more and more - and that put you on edge. You tossed your book down. "Because everytime I look at you - I'm reminded that you're in love with someone else!"

Shit.

Dina took a deep breath at your response, surprised by the raw emotion in your voice. She felt guilty for putting you through this. She had never meant to hurt you, even though she knew that by being with her boyfriend, she had.

She stepped forward into the room and sat down next to you on your bed, her voice softer and more soothing now. "You hate seeing me with him, don't you?"

You sighed. "That makes me sound like a bitch." Your tone was soft, after that miniscule outburst.

Dina couldn't help but laugh at your blunt confession, and suddenly, the tension in the air started to lessen. "A little bit, yeah. But it's understandable. You love me and it hurts to see me with someone else."

"Dina, why are you still here?" You asked her, wondering why she had decided to even follow you up into your room.

Dina stayed where she was for a moment, silent, before replying. "I'm here because I care about you." She reached out a hand quietly, placing it gently on your arm. "I can see how much this is hurting you and I don't want to just leave you alone like this."

You gently shook her hand off of you - that was just too much. "You being here, makes me hurt more." You paused, looking up at her. "Go home, Dina."

A look of defeat crossed Dina's face as she saw how you brushed off her attempt at reassuring touch. She felt hurt and confused, but she wasn't going to force you to accept her comfort.

"Fine." She muttered softly, her tone of voice revealing the depth of her frustration. "I'll go home."

Dina stood up from the bed, walking towards the doorway and stopping before she stepped out of the room. She paused for a moment, looking back over her shoulder at you.

"Good night." she said quietly, her tone just as cold and dismissive as yours had been.

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soft 🍄 angst 🌿 smut 🍀

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- nothing here yet!

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- nothing here yet!

- nothing here yet!

- nothing here yet!

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she’s so fine