#❛ — dorian suarez. ╱ threads.

[aftcrhours]

“she gets more annoying by the day if you can believe that.” couples therapy was not something dorian thought he would need to attend in order to annul his marriage to daphne. apparently, the court needed proof that they couldn’t stand each other. “she moves my things out of my room every time i leave. she refuses to acknowledge that this whole predicament that we’re in is her fault.” he continued, “i can’t even sleep at night for fear that she might snap and do something to harm me.” @champagns​

[wastedtimcs]

he closed his eyes and all the outside noise began to drown out. he was trying to get his mind right before his match, his own private pregame ritual. his father's voice could be barely heard ushering everyone out of the room. everyone except his wife, daphne.

'you stay, talk to him. it's a big match.' alvey nodded in daphne's direction before he closed the door to give them their privacy. @champagns

[wastcdtimes]

open to f based on x (changed from president's to mob boss’ daughter)

     dorian fiddled with his sunglasses as he waited for her downstairs. this was an everyday occurrence and it was safe to say that he was quickly growing tired of it. once the clack of heels began to echo down the stairs he raised an arm to check his watch, “i’m beginning to think you’re doing this just to piss me off.” he knew he should be nicer considering she was his bosses daughter but she was a pain in his ass so he had to push back just a little. “so, where to today sweetheart?” finally they began to make their way to the car where he’d be her driver as well as her protection. basically a babysitter but if this is where he had to start then he’d be the best fucking babysitter to ever exist.

[aftcrhours]

open to f plot: he's the new security guard at the club your muse dances at.

"the names dorian." he greeted the room full of women who were busy getting ready for the night. he held no judgement, they were here to make money just like him. "let me know if you ladies need anything."

[aftcrhours]

"hey." he waved slightly as he stepped inside of her place, it was kind of late but he'd promised to stop by after his training session.

dorian wasn't ignoring autumn, more like ignoring his growing feelings towards her. it wasn't supposed to be this way, she was supposed to be with his brother but unfortunately he'd been taken from them way too soon. / @silvrmoon

[aftcrhours]

open to f | based on this

"are you alright?” dorian asked once they’d been escorted out of the loud nightclub. he was sporting a busted lip as well as a small cut under his eye, but still he was more concerned about her.

[aftcrhours]

open to f connection: girlfriend, best friend. background: he’s an up-and-coming mma fighter.

“i don’t understand why you suddenly have a problem with this?” dorian was trying to stay calm but he couldn’t help the anger that was beginning to fill his tone. “this is my chance, my shot and i have to take it. i’m not getting any younger and my last name can only take me so far.” he had his father's legacy to uphold, all eyes were on him to see if he could be as great as the legend. “i’m fighting him whether you're there or not, but i hope i see you there.”

[wastedtimcs]

dorian suarez tags

[aftcrhours]

@champagns​

        he had been nervous for days, unable to sleep or even just sit still. he wasn’t sure what exactly lead him to think this was a good idea, let alone even agree to it, but it was too late to turn back now. he was in the middle of recording some guitar riffs when he heard the studio door open. he was almost afraid to look, but he couldn't ever not look at her when she was in the room.

        woah.

        she looked even more beautiful than he remembered. he wasn’t sure that was even possible. but beneath the beauty she looked tired, older. he wondered if the rumors were true. 

        “hey.”

[aftcrhours]

@realforyou​

        shopping wasn’t something that dorian enjoyed very much but this extra time spent with ivy was more than wanted, even if he was technically working. “i like this store way better than the other ones.” a small smirk grew on his lips as they walked through the lingerie shop. “planning on buying something for me?” he asked by her ear as he moved up behind her, one of his arms moving around her waist. 

[aftcrhours]

closed starter for @solutiions​

        "hey.” lips pressed to the femme’s cheek for a quick kiss as he entered the flower shop. “this is for you.” a single rose appeared from behind his back, “and no, i totally didn’t steal it from the roses display out front.” small teasing smirk appeared on his face. he was doing his best to hide his right side from her as he felt the cut under his eye sting a bit. 

[aftcrhours]

open to f / based on x

        “it just feels like you don’t believe in me.” dorian spoke as he stood from the bed where she was in the middle of tending to the cut under his eye from a training session he had earlier. “i’ve been working for this my whole life… this is all i know.” his father was a legend in the sport and he always felt as though he had to live up to his legacy. “it’s this or nothing.”

[aftcrhours]

closed starter for @champagns​

       he’d spent years thinking about what he’d done and why he’d done it, replaying the events over and over again in his head. he’d decided that he wouldn’t change a thing except maybe pulling the trigger sooner in order to spare his father's life. him and dorian had always had their ups and downs but at the end of the day he still had love for his old man and now he was gone. when his mind wasn’t taking a stroll down memory lane it would be on his mother. he wondered how she was doing and if she hated him, he figured she might considering she’d only come to visit him a few times during the first two years. but now, after five years, it was his release day and he’d told himself that when he walked out of those front gates he’d leave his past behind him and start fresh. but it looked as if his past wasn’t quite done with him yet. “what’re you doing here?” he asked as he began the trek to close the distance between them. it wasn’t until he saw her that he realized that for the first time in his life his mind wasn’t wrapped around her. 

[aftcrhours]

closed starter for @champagns​

       the moment she hit the stage all eyes were on her including his own as he slipped his sunglasses off. her beauty was undeniable and inescapable as she commanded the whole room from her spot on the stage. it was only when his new boss appeared next to him that he was broken from her trance. ‘she’s trouble kid.’ the older man informed him before they left the main room. it wasn’t until later that night that he saw her again as he was being introduced to all the girls as new security. “i’m... i’m dorian.” he slightly stuttered over his words as she walked in. he’d never seen beauty like hers before that he’d caught himself staring as other girls started to leave the room for the stage.

[aftcrhours]

closed starter for @champagns​

        "you’ve gotta be fucking joking.” dorian spoke in pure disbelief as she arrived at their table. “listen, i understand that you’ve got some major crush on me but the feeling is most definitely not mutual so please just leave me alone.” his tone was hushed yet stern as he pulled out his phone to type out a strongly worded text to his idiot friend who decided to set him up with daphne devaux. 

[aftcrhours]

based on x open to f

        “hey.” he greets her as she enters the kitchen where he’s currently grabbing a glass of water. her father’s in the dining room next door where there’s a meeting going on so they both know they have to act casual but he can’t help the way his eyes glide over her body. her father’s had him so busy that he hasn’t properly seen her in almost three days and now she’s right within reach.