𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠...

"I'm not rubbing anything in your face, I didn't even know you were going to be here." Eden sighed, though part of her wanted him to react like this. Him seeing her making out with his best friend. "You broke up with me. You didn't want to be with me, you wanted me to be some dirty secret behind doors. If I want to find someone else, someone I can openly make out with at a party, then I'm going to."

grey groans, scrubbing a hand over his face before he's taking her hand in his to pull her to an empty room. he doesn't flick the lock, as tempted as he is to make sure people can't come looking. "did you just settle on the first person in my social circle you could find? annoyed that i wasn't public about us and the breakup that you go for the man i've known my whole life?"

“i don’t know why it should matter how you feel when you’re the one who ended things.” if she wanted to get over him by bring someone else, it’s not on her that he happens to be grey’s son.

"why it should matter...." grey trails off. "it matters, harlow, because you've decided the best person to use to get over me is my son." his voice is low, hand pushing into his pocket so he doesn't reach for her. "what, my brother wasn't avilable?"

open: females connection/plot: your muse was his late wife's best friend. they've found comfort in hanging out together and have become closer than ever. muse: daniel morgan. 35-42 (thread depending). straight. widow. software engineer

"I'm glad we were able to do this." He smiled. Daniel's mom was watching Lily while he grabbed a bite to eat with her. They had become each other's shoulders to lean on in the face of grief. Thanking the waitress as she set their glasses of champagne down, he lifted his to making a toast. "To a beautiful friendship with a beautiful woman."

maybe juno should've found solace anywhere else, instead of with the man her best friend widowed when she passed. a different friend, someone who hadn't known her, someone who wasn't her husband. but she couldn't explain the pull he had, the only person who'd loved her friend as much as she had. "yeah, your mom did the biggest favor." she smiled, fingers still curled around the stem of the glass. "wouldn't want to be here with anyone else."

open: m/nb connection: strangers at a bar plot: your muse comes to save olivia

Olivia sighed in frustration as the guy sitting next to her continued his relentless advances. All she wanted was to unwind with a drink after a grueling day at work. Instead, she’d been stuck with a persistent creep who just wouldn’t take the hint. “Look, I’m not interested,” she said sharply, trying to keep her annoyance in check. “Can you please just leave me alone?” It was beyond frustrating that he couldn’t take a clear hint.

"there you are!" billy droppped into the spare seat on the other side of her, he hadn't meant to watch her from across the bar, but it did mean he saw exactly how many times she's rejected the other man already with no sign of him taking the hint. his arm drapes around her shoulders, leaning into her. "thanks for keeping my girl company, man. you wouldn't believe how late work kept me today."

open to-> f

"You know that you shouldn't be here."

"do you want me to go?" despite her words, niamh takes a step closer, round eyes looking up at him. "it's hard to stay away."

open to -> m

" you know that if he sees you this close to me , he won't be too happy . "

"that really feels like more his problem than mine, don't you think?"

head tilted back as a soft moan was pulled from her lips, bewildered as to how she found herself naked and straddling a machine on her best friend's bed. a simple text asking her to help them test out a new toy they had purchased, under the guise of wanting a test run before they used it with those they brought home. whatever question they posed was lost on her, whimpers echoing throughout the room as the other began messing with the controls.

open to anyone

maybe he should've felt guilty about the technical lie that got her there. while it was a test run, and he would undoubtedly use it with other people, felix had only landed on her as the test subject because of all the hours he'd spent thinking about her in situations just like this. "you're doing so good." he murmurs, it takes everything in him to even be looking at the controls instead of her. "you think you can take more?"

sofia let out a shaky breath because now it was obvious that he was talking about her. "sounds like you still had time to tell her." sofia said as she looked in to his eyes, she had a crush on him. she always had. but she thought there was no way in hell he would be interested in her. she was mouthy and sassy and headstrong. she was a lot to handle at the best of times. "maybe it's not too late to tell her. if this boyfriend of hers is as bad as you say he is."

he steps closer to her, hand cupping her jaw. "yeah, he's the worst. boring, selfish, terrible in bed i've heard." he can't tear his eyes off her face, especially now he was that close. all his time trying not to cross any of these lines with sofia before, and now he was practically going out of his way for it. "you think you could keep it a secret if i kissed you?"