WHEN WE'RE ALONE [blake]

[artemis cadence russell]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #272029; border: 3px solid #e1e1e1; padding: 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 300px 300px;] A T T Y i had everything... she had him. honestly, she was so close to having him that she could almost taste it, could feel his lips on hers without having it happen. she could imagine in excruciating detail everything she could accomplish once she finally got his lips to make contact with hers. because men were easy. and she knew blake prided himself on being this fantastic guy and she knew that he really was in fact someone who was good and holy and wonderful and all that other shit when it came to her. but she also knew that blake was at his core, male, and with that came the fact that if she could just get a little bit of sexual contact with him, it was going to be harder and harder and harder for him to keep telling her no. it just took a kiss, just a simple little kiss, and she was so close, so fucking close.... and cue cockblock. of course. she should have predicted it. when caleb's body suddenly wedged itself between hers and blake's, she could have seriously punched the kid until he was positively certain that if he ever did something so stupid again that he was going to die. the only thing stopping her from actually doing that was the fact that it was caleb and seriously, the only person who could punch caleb was probably hitler and even then hitler wouldn't punch him because shit, it was caleb fucking farris and he was everything that was cute and adorable and precious in this world. of course he was also ruining positively everything by inserting himself (literally) where he did not belong but angry as that made her she still couldn't bring it within herself to bring any actual physical harm to him. though the thought definitely crossed her mind and definitely sounded extremely nice. instead she just crossed her arms over her chest and shook her head at his little outburst. honestly? she didn't understand it. it wasn't even like they had done anything yet. a little bit of physical contact? never hurt anyone and she would hardly call what she and blake had just been doing any form of intimate. she had gotten closer to people that she didn't even fucking know, and caleb was going to sit there and bitch about a little bit of clothed, innocent body contact? please. blake could touch her all he pleased. why caleb was getting his panties in a twist was honestly beyond her and she had half a mind to just bitch at the poor kid until he cried and left the room. but again - it was caleb. and heartless though she was, she had gotten attached to the little fuck and just couldn't bring it in her to get that angry. however it didn't stop her from being annoyed. so the breath that escaped her lips came out as more of an annoyed huff and when words actually did escape her mouth, they were harsher than she meant them to be. but could he really blame her? she was so close - so fucking close until he barged in. "first of all," she said, "your titties need some serious calming. deep breaths, sweetheart. in. and out." she sighed and uncrossed her arms to pinch the bridge of her nose between her index finger and her thumb. "second - nothing was happening caleb. it was innocent. it was..." she searched her mind for the right words. "an emotional as much as physical connection as it were. and three - again, calm your tits. roommates are allowed to touch. i know that's a weird fuckin' concept for you and everything but here's the dirty little secret." she leaned in toward him, raising a hand to her mouth as though to block her lips from the sight of an invisible audience that might be eavesdropping. "it happens." ...opportunities for eternity Tags;; kit/blake/caleb Notes;; roomies are the greatest ok Outfit;;this

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[blake dean goldstien]

there were a lot of instances in his life where he was presented with a woman who wanted just sex from him. after all, he was getting close to being able to be called an old man at this point. and he might've very well had more chances to have sex than he ever took. but atty was different, and not just because she was his roommate, but because he saw something in her that he was sure no one else in the world had seen, or wanted to see. he saw that she in and of herself was a much better person than she ever gave herself credit for. that really, she just needed someone to have some faith in her. and blake was more than willing to have that faith. and maybe, showing her that he had that faith, being there for her, maybe getting her into a relationship, that would all have to be done going a different route than the one that he usually took. so he was going to compromise, he was going to kiss her, he was going to give her a taste of what it would be like to be with him. he was well and set on it, and well and alright with where it was going. then caleb bursted in.

and call him some sort of dreamer or something like that, but blake didn't see coincidences. he saw things happen, and knew there was a reason for each and every one of them. even if other people didn't think so. and there had to be a reason for caleb busting in like he did, because, maybe the path that he was about to go down with atty wasn't the right one to take. no matter how much part of him was sure that there was some sort of compromise that needed to be made to get this ball rolling. maybe the timing wasn't right. maybe he did just need to be her friend and nothing else. maybe for once in his life he was letting his dick do the thinking, which really wasn't how blake had ever worked. so when caleb put himself between the two of them, and he started yammering on and on with more than enough disapproval in his tone, blake knew that his friend was right. that he was going over some line that he shouldn't have been going over.

then caleb replied to what she was saying: "i will be calm, when you two stop trying to be all bow chicka bow wow. because you both know that it's a bad idea. somewhere in you atty, you know," he then turned pointedly at blake himself. "and you, what the fuck were you thinking. you never do stupid shit like that," he spoke in tones that blake was quite sure that he'd never heard come out of caleb farris before in the year or so that he had known him. blake's head did a tilt to the side and then he let out a bit of a sigh pursing his lips and running his fingers through his hair. he let silence hang in the air for a few moments before he placed his hands on his hips then looked from one roommate to the other. "atty, he had a point," he said simply and then let out small sigh. blake chewed on the inside of his cheek as he gave her an apologetic look and then moved so he was more standing beside caleb, then having the farris boy between the two of them. "damn straight i have a point!" he blurted.

"caleb, please. calm down," blake said in soothing tones and placed his hand on his friend's shoulder for a moment. "wait in the living room, i'll be right out," he said in a tone that was more a suggestion than a demand and that shot caleb's eyebrows straight up to his hairline and he gave blake a stern look. "oh no, i am staying right here, to make sure the two of you don't try to play kissy face." blake rolled his eyes before turning his attention fully back to atty. a sort of apologetic smile was on his lips as he took a step towards the girl and cupped her cheek then pressed his lips softly to her forehead. "atty, i appreciate what you wanted to do. but i think we need to remain just friends. alright?" he spoke, his tone gentle as he kept his eyes locked on hers, simply waiting for her reaction. mostly, waiting to see if she ended up freaking out.

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seriously? seriously? was this really fucking happening? atty stared at blake in slight disbelief as he moved away from her in favor of appeasing caleb's neurotic nature, never shy about her feelings with the strength of the emotion written on her facial features. she knew caleb to be a lot of things - she had not counted on cockblock being one of them. she shot him an annoyed look at his words, a familiar look that clearly stated if he continued talking, she was going to drug and kill him before looking back at blake with a roll of her eyes. he was fine, fine until caleb came in. and she didn't care about whatever stupid thought was running through his mind. all she knew is that he was letting caleb stop a good thing and for what? to make it so the bunny who feared affection only had to hear it through their walls if atty was careless enough to bring someone home? please. caleb was so tightly wound that she was surprised he allowed them to have carrots in the fridge even thought it might look dirty if she wanted to tease someone by eating one in just the wrong way.

and obviously blake was going go retreat back. obviously this was going to set her back five steps and all because caleb was out to ruin her sex life. or at least her sex life with blake. she had to figure out how to turn this in her favor. maybe she dropped out of high school, but she wasn't stupid. she had a brain wired for manipulation and seduction. hell, it was practically written into her dna, she used both to make a living. she was no stranger to the art of getting what she wanted and though it was wrong to twist and manipulate and prey on the emotions of a man who just wanted the best for her, atty didn't care. blake would recover once she was done with him, and she - she would move on as well if he chose to get rid of her like so many in the past when they realized they were just a part of her game, her survival game that started when she was so young. and she would find someone else to shelter her, to give her a house in exchange for sex or money or both. maybe blake was some special breed of man who saved her from sexual assault instead of using it to get her to go home with him, but in the end, he was going to turn out like every other skeeze who had fucked her over. she could feel it with the fickleness of his actions now that caleb was in the room.

and it was this thought that made it click in her head, the part she would play. for the first time in a long time, she let her true frustration show with the rise of hot tears in her eyes, tears no one ever saw, tears she kept to herself. her bottom lip trembled ever so slightly, her voice waving slightly as she said in quiet tones, "what? is. mr relationships now suddenly repulsed by the idea of being with me?" she laughed quietly, humorlessly, bitterly and cocked her head in caleb's direction. "because of him? because there are people around now?" she was taking advantage of her natural hormonal state, of her pent up anger and frustration and pain that she kept hidden with meditation and a sarcastic attitude. she only had to barely tap into that to reap genuine tears and expressions of pain and anger. she pushed away from him and wiped away her tears angrily, as though just as angry at herself for crying as she was at the two men in the room. "yeah. fine, whatever. it's alright." she scoffed, looking at caleb before focusing her gaze on blake. "story of my life."

and ever adding the perfect touches to her performances, she allowed her voice to seize up with her last statement as tears built up behind her eyes and she pushed past the pair of them to exit the room, wiping her eyes again. an embarrassing but necessary display of emotions. she felt slightly guilty, pulling that. the whole "i'm only nineteen but the world has handed me more shit than most people get in a lifetime" card. but there was some truth in her words. blake had been very gung ho about a relationship until caleb's entrance. then he was saying what she'd wanted. they should just be friends. only he didn't mean friends like she did. it was proof, just further proof that the sooner she succeeded in seducing him and dealing with the consequences, the better. he was just another one - just like her. she wandered idly into the kitchen to begin fixing herself a cup of tea, heating water traditionally on the stove as she sorted through containers of tea leaves. they had bagged tea - but she preferred fixing the boldness of her own drinks and anyway, she always distracted herself with tea when she was upset. fixing her own cup this way just added to the illusion.

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[blake dean goldstien]

it really wasn't an easy thing living with people such as artemis and caleb. both of them had their issues. both of them were emotional creatures. both of them had pasts that weren't simple. really they'd both been dealt hands that were shit. and even though he tried. he really, really, REALLY, was trying to make everything work for all the parties involved, it seemed that no matter what he was doing he was going to piss someone off. or hurt someone. or in some way end up as the bad guy. he had no idea what he had done to be put in this situation. even though it was probably as simple as he had let two people such as his roommates move in with him. blake himself was not a man who liked having a lot of drama in his life, and yet here he was stuck in the middle of it. in the middle of pissing off his roommate of the past year or so and hurting atty. and he really didn't think that it would've hurt her that much, he didn't think that this was going to blow up in his face that bad until atty started...oh god, she was crying. she was fucking crying.

this was not a good thing. this was in noooo way a good thing. and there was no way that this was going to turn out good. she hadn't struck him as the sort of woman who let herself cry in front of others. and in all truth of the matter he had never seen her cry. she was so tough, and sure, he knew that a lot of that was just a cover to make it so that she could get through life. because she was always getting screwed over. she had learned that was the only way that she could survive in life. he understood where she was coming from. hell he'd had a lot of his own battles with trusting people. he just, never thought that he would end up being one of the people hurting her. that was the last thing that he wanted to do. was to hurt her. which was why he didn't want to go down the path of being with her in the first place. or at least, not just having a casual sexual relationship with her. it didn't make anything about this easier though. because here she was crying, and here she was calling him out. and all he could do for a few moments was gape.

he looked over at caleb once she had exited the room and the blonde had a similar look on his face. something as confused and just all around shocked as blake himself was. "i'm gunna go talk to her...caleb...just...stay out of it," he said, his tone holding a bit of uncertainty before he turned to leave his bedroom. this was not the way that he ran his house. this was not what he wanted to do. this wasn't what he wanted to happen. and yet, here it was happening. maybe he had said the wrong thing. maybe he was just a bit confused about it all. because here he was, wanting a relationship with her, but not just some friends with benefits situation. which was what he was more than sure she had meant. and now she was upset, she had cried, and it was his fault because he didn't quite know how to handle this situation. he didn't quite know how to make this one right. no matter how much he wanted to just take it back and start over and maybe do it right this time.

"atty," he let out softly once entering the kitchen and he moved to stand beside her. "look...i didn't meant to hurt you. alright?" and he really hadn't, though he was a bit sure that this was going to require a bit more explanation than that. his teeth sunk into his bottom lip for a moment and his eyes looked at her with a soft expression. "it isn't that i don't want to be with you. and i'm most certainly not repulsed by the idea of being with you. but...do you really want to be with me? do you really want a relationship? you said yourself that you couldn't be someone's girlfriend. and, i'm not going to be one of those men who uses you for sex. you mean more than that to me, you really do. and quite frankly, i'm not sure what your angle is here. or if there even is one. are you sure that being with me, sleeping with me, isn't just one of the games that you've played a million times? if that's so, then yeah, we should just stay friends. because i don't want the friendship we have to be tainted by some game. but," he stopped to place his fingers under her chin so that he knew she was facing him, "if you want to be with me. really, be with me. be my girlfriend. then i'm going to take you out on dates. i'm going to be sweet towards you. and i won't sleep with you until the time is right. you got me?" and blake really was hoping, that she would go with the latter.

[artemis cadence russell]

there was something wrong with the way she lived her life. she knew there was. the wife of someone she'd stayed with before had called her troubled. others naive or stupid or complicated or a plethora of negative adjectives in a list that extended for miles and miles and miles. she wasn't a good person. she knew that for a fact no matter what shit blake tried to pull out of his ass to tell her otherwise. he wasn't in her head. he didn't understand that everything was looked at in the short term. he didn't understand that nothing was permanent to her. there was a time limit on every household she stayed in and though she admired blake and even admired caleb, they weren't any different. one day caleb was going to snap or she was going to fuck it up with blake like she usually did and then it would be back on the streets with her. it was a matter of time. maybe weeks, maybe months, maybe even years. but the day would come when blake would give her that same apologetic look thathe had given her in the bedroom and he would tell her that it was time for her to move on. and she would pack her bags and go because she didn't want to be a hassle. that wasn't a sob story. it was just the reality of it.

and she knew that. she knew that she should change, that she should just be this person that blake and caleb wanted her to be. she should focus on men and women her age instead of preying on her roommate and only sleep with people she was in a relationship with and stop stripping and start focusing on a career in music. she should try to do something productive with her life but she couldn't. she wasn't that kind of person. a steady job and a relationship with someone her age, something uncomplicated and simple...it wasn't her. she wanted to be. for blake, she did because she really did care about him. she wanted to be something, someone that deserved his affection.because right now she didn't feel like she did. she was someone who even now was still planning and plotting on how to get him to fall into bed with her and though she had no doubts in her mind that blake would be a fantastic boyfriend, he was only going to get hurt in the end. she wasn't girlfriend material. she didn't understand what it was like to fall in love and blake deserved better than that. she didn't want to let him down - but god it felt like no matter what she did she would be, so why not reap the benefits of that?

and that was what made her such a bad person. her selfish nature. always asking what she was going to be getting out of something instead of trying to make it good for all parties involved. she cared about people; honestly she did. but when it came down to it, people fucked her over. again and again and again. it was all they did and after caring and getting hurt so many times, she just gave up on being selfless. she didn't see how blake did it. if people pulled the shit that she pulled on him with her, she'd have them out of her life so fast that they wouldn't even have time to pack. her roommate was just a better person than she was and though she knew that meant she should back down, she couldn't. she wanted him. she wanted him so badly that it was painful to say goodnight without having slept with him, to see him every day and not know the taste of him. he was everything she could ask for in a person, more kind and caring and loving than she knew that people could be. and it hurt to do this, hurt to prey on his desire for a relationship as a long con to get sex but in the end...well in the end he was going to get sick of here anyway. was it too much to ask for a little payment in kind?

when he joined her in the kitchen, she immediately took a step away from him,distancing herself. she had started this character. she was going to follow through. his words riled up unnecessary anger inside of her and she settled on a black tea mixture that she rather enjoyed and busied herself with measuring out the leaves. her annoyance just built up further when he grabbed her chin, when he made her look at him, and though she appreciated the hidden dominant nature inside this normally sweet man, her emotions werer taking over now that the dam had been broken and she found it hard to look at him without crying. "you want to talk about my games?" she asked him, her voice cracking slightly. she could keep the tables turned as long as she wanted to. he had followed. he had recognized his own fault. and that was his largest mistake. "look, blake, i really like you and i think you're a great guy and everything but...you said you were different." she searched his eyes for a second blinking back new tears. "and caleb walks into the room and suddenly that's changed? those other guys...i wasn't their girlfriend, i was something hotter than their wives, something to have sex with when she was gone. so them i could understand the two faced bullshit with. but you? i'm not going to have you want something with me when we're alone that vanishes every time caleb pops up crying and don't fucking...deny it because he will. no matter what." she shook her head and set her jaw. "i have very little self-respect, blake. but not that little."

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[blake dean goldstien]

maybe blake was too old for this. maybe he was too old for the games of a nineteen year old girl, and he should just give up in trying to understand fully what she was doing or where she was coming from. but that wasn't blake's way. he wasn't the sort that gave up on anything easily. hell, when he'd gotten into that bike wreck in the last year he had been back on his bike within a few months of being able to walk right again. he didn't give up on anything that he cared about. that was just how he was. and if it was a fault, then he could care less. because, he was old enough now to understand more than atty did. he knew better than she did with a lot of things. and he wasn't going to give up, or change, or be different just because of this girl. he was going to continue to try with her, because that was just how he was. and there was nothing to stop that. there was nothing to stop him letting out the smallest of sighs when she moved away from him, even if he understood. and there was even less stopping him from giving her a look that was almost like asking if she was serious.

because the words that were coming from her mouth, they were nothing even close to the truth of how he was. because, he wasn't those men that she had lived with before. he didn't have a wife. he didn't need sex from her to let her stay in his home. and he was more than happy to just let her stay, even if they were just friends. he was going to be different towards her, because she deserved that much. she deserved to have someone that gave a damn about her in a way that no one had bothered to give a damn about her before. she deserved to have a true friend. and blake could be that friend to her. if she would just let him. and he could be more to her. he could be a good boyfriend to her, if she would just let him. and he was sure that she could be a good girlfriend, if she would just let herself. but she wouldn't let herself. she wouldn't let herself be anything good, because so many people had told her that she was bad for so long. it was a basic matter of psychology. and he would be damned if he wasn't going to break it.

a stern sort of expression came onto his features as he looked at her, and his brow rose slightly. being compared to those men that she had been with before, well, it damn near pissed him off. the man let out a bit of a sigh before pinching the bridge of his nose and then moving his fingers back to run through his hair. "atty, i am not like those guys. i have never been like those guys. if i was like them i wouldn't have told you no time and time again, no matter how much you have come to me. which, really, has been a lot. you'll have to excuse me, if i'm being cautious when it comes to you. i accept you for how you are, i really do. all the good, all the bad, because that is being a true friend. but that doesn't mean that just because i accept you i'm going to be naive to the person that you are. act like i don't know. just fall into bed with you, and have sex with you, only for you to play me. to eventually leave me behind because the game is over. because things might get too real for you. you might actually feel something for me."

he paused to turn his attention fully towards her again, his hip resting on the counter. his eyes bore into her in a way that was intense, but at the same time held that all too common softness for the man. he let a soft smile take over his lips. "and for the record. if you want to be with me. really be with me. not a game, but actually be with me, i won't give a damn who is around. i'll tell caleb to shut his mouth and stay out of my business. because that's how i am with my girlfriends. i stand up for them. atty...i'm not those men. i'm different, and you know that. when i'm with someone, i'm serious about it. i care about people deeply. and to be honest with you, i care too much. but if you want to be with me, then nothing will keep me from being with you. and i will fight for you, for your honor, for our relationship, against everyone. including caleb." he reached out then to place his hand gently over hers. "can't you just let someone like you for who you are for once?"

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #272029; border: 3px solid #e1e1e1; padding: 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 300px 300px;] A T T Y i had everything... at his words, at every last one of them, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. she liked that blake was a nice guy - hell, she appreciated it more than anyone could ever know. but sometimes he was too nice. he was a people pleaser. he could say that he changed his mind because he was suddenly wary of her all he wanted but the truth? the truth was that it upset caleb and he didn't want to upset caleb. and now that he found out he had "upset" atty in the process, he was trying to make amends by telling her once again that she was wrong. maybe he didn't mean to play games. maybe he didn't mean to be bad the way that she meant to be, but he did. she didn't trust people as it was and yet here as some sort of request, he was asking her to put faith in a display that she just saw the complete opposite of? it was laughable. honestly, if she didn't want to have sex with him so badly, she probably would have called him out on the obvious pleasing nature that was getting him tangled in a series of lies he believed to be true. but as it were, he wanted her to play into his little game and right then, with him looking at her like that with that small smile on his features, it was hard for her to come up with a good enough reason to keep playing resistance. if she actually wanted a relationship with him, maybe she would have. if she really had any qualms about the way that he'd treat her, she'd have him backed up and facing his own god damn mortality with the shit that he just tried to pull. but real relationships...hell, he could call her girlfriend and beat her around and treat her like shit and she could hardly give a damn so long as she was able to seek solace in someone else. real relationships didn't exactly make sense to her. she wasn't seeking one out. but he was, and he needed to believe that he was so for a moment she allowed her lips to purse as she evaluated his words. "i already feel something for you, blake," she told him quietly, honestly for the first time in a while, and then she looked away from him to think more on what he'd said. honestly, she didn't plan on doing that to people - the sleeping and then leaving. to be honest, once she slept with people, they sort of stuck in her life forever. she wasn't the kind of person who threw people away after she was done toying with them. she always got the itch for something unique to everyone she slept with and it was nice to have them there, to have them stay. it was others that threw her out. she'd sleep with someone and their girlfriend or boyfriend would kick her out; maybe their wives would toss her out onto the street. sometimes they just got overwhelmed with guilt and asked her to leave. but she rarely left of her own accord - not when there was sex and shelter and food waiting for her somewhere. just another example of how blake was blind to how she really was, how broken people had made her. she didn't mean to do that shit - people made her. they made themselves victims of her assault. "but you don't know me," she added after a little while, and that was the truth. she hadn't opened up enough for him to know. he saw her at her best and at her worst but very rarely did he see the girl that people like her brother would be able to describe to him. he didn't go watch her play or see her joking with her friends often and he had never seen her repent or meditate or the things that she preferred to do alone. when it came down to it, blake knew very little about how she was and to be honest, it made it that more unbelievable that he could find it in him to be interested in her at all. "if you did, though," she said slowly, picking her words carefully as she pushed the tea leaves away from her and turned to face him again, "if anyone were to know me...and for some reason stick around because they have some sort of crazy addiction to adrenaline and disasters..." she bit her lip, the corners of her mouth turning up in the makings of a smile she was holding back. "i'd want it to be you. but abandonment goes both ways, sweetheart, and i'm sorry that your word just doesn't necessarily mean law to me right now. what with the shit you just pulled." she gave him a knowing look. "i don't do relationships for a reason and it's not that i don't want them. it's because of that. say one thing. do another. it's the story of every ghost of relationships past." ...opportunities for eternity Tags;; kit/blake Notes;; ugh feels Outfit;;this

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[blake dean goldstien]

atty was difficult. that was close to all that there was to it. she was difficult and probably always had been, and chances were that she always would be. it really wasn't that big of a deal. it was just one of those things about her that had attracted blake to her in the first place. that didn't mean that in times like these there wasn't a part of him that wished if only for five minutes she could let that guard of hers down and just speak to him with raw emotion. be real with him in a way that she hadn't been yet. in a way that he was sure she hadn't been with anyone for a very long time. was it so wrong for him to want to be that person in her life? to be the person that she could come to and talk to no matter what emotion she was feeling. was it so wrong to want to be the one who held her when she was sad? he didn't think so. he didn't think that the feelings that were developing for the girl were really that wrong. no matter the gap in age. because she was more than a pretty face to him. he knew that there was so much more about her that he didn't yet know, but he would be happy to know if only she'd let him.

he looked at her with waiting eyes, just standing there anticipating what it might be that she decided to say when she finally decided to open that pretty mouth of hers. he didn't know what it was that he was expecting. sass, obviously. maybe more words telling him just how wrong he was in thinking that he wanted something with her. how completely off he was. grilling him again for the way that he had just acted when caleb came into the room. which, he knew was a dick move right after he had made it. because it sent mixed signals. it didn't show him being honest in his feelings regarding her. he knew that much and if he could take it back he would in a fucking heartbeat. the words that did finally come from her lips, though, really weren't the ones that he was expecting. his brows rose and the smile on his features turned into something more boyish than was often seen on his lips. even though he was happy to hear the confession he knew that there was going to be but tagged onto it. there always seemed to be.

part of him, just wanted to cut her off though. part of him wanted to close the space between them and kiss the girl silly even if it meant getting slapped. he would happily suffer that fate if it meant that he could make any part of this right again. get even the tiniest step back in the direction of where they were going when they were inside. because if he could just get her to be with him. to try a relationship, then maybe he could show her that someone could love her. someone could hold her at night. someone could be there for her when no one else was in the world. was it just the need to be a hero that was causing his motives, he didn't think so. because, he knew when he felt something. and he hadn't felt something like he was starting to feel for atty since ray was in his life. and that blonde had left him well and heartbroken going off with her cia agent.

he listened to her, though, leaving all thoughts of blondes of his past and cia agents in the wind instead focusing on the conversation at hand. "and to be honest, atty, you don't know me all that well either. we haven't known each other that long, but the person that i do know, i really care for. and i would like to get to know better," he spoke on soft tones and listened to her nodding in understanding before letting out a soft sigh. there wasn't much that he could do in regards to what had just happened int he bedroom. all that he really could do was just move forward and take baby steps in attempts to change her feelings if only slightly. "i know that i fucked up in there," hy said simply and left it at that. there was no need for a but. just for her to understand that he knew he might've blown his chance. "my relationships past goes like this. i fall terribly, unwaveringly head over heels for my best friends, we have sex, and then they end up leaving me in the dust for men who wear suits. we all have our pasts atty. the patterns in our lives. so if i were to follow the pattern of how things go for me, right after we end up having sex you'll find some soldier, or some cia agent, fall in love, and i will be friend zoned all over again." he then moved to close the gap between him snaking his arm around her waist and pulling her to him. "so how about we break the mold for both of us?" he suggested before dipping down and pressing his lips against hers in a soft kiss.