#𓂅 ☾ ⇾ threads ◟brooklyn kingston ◞

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[ madelyn cline ] i just saw that brooklyn kingston arrived in mystic, ct ! they're twenty-four and an original character from grey's anatomy however, you might want to check first because while they've been here one month they do not believe they have been here their whole lives. make sure to make them feel right at home.

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“   why   not   ?   “   her   voice   was   innocent,   her   request   was   not   entirely.   although   part   of   her   genuinely   did   just   want   to   spend   time   with   declan.   as   much   as   he   tried   to   push   her   away   constantly,   she   still   considered   him   a   friend.   maybe   even   her   best   friend.   the   rare   times   that   he’d   have   a   civil   conversation   with   her,   brooklyn   thoroughly   enjoyed   it.   she   enjoyed   him   and   getting   to   know   him.   “   i   won’t   ask   you   for   a   single   thing.   “   brooklyn’s   smile   was   bright,   half   teasing   because   they   both   knew   it   wouldn’t   be   true.   “   my   cats   like   you.   and   i   can   make   us   dinner.   come   on,   let   me   thank   you   for   walking   me   home.   “   not   that   he   gave   her   much   of   a   choice   anyway.   

◟ ⋆ ❛ answered meme   ; @porchkissed sent ; [ ❛    guess   i’ll   just   stumble   on   home   to   my   cats.   alone   …   unless   you   wanna   come   along?    ❜. ] for declan & brooklyn . ( no longer accepting )

◟ ⋆ ❛  “  you  sure  that's  such  a  good  idea  ?  ”  he  had  to  ask  .  he  had  his  doubts  about  that  .  in  reality  ,  he  knew  he  should've  stayed  far  away  from  brooklyn  .  however  ,  while  he  might've  kept  his  distance  ,  he  wasn't  going  to  stop  her  from  coming  around  to  him  instead  .  he  pushed  her  away  ,  but  she  kept  coming  right  back  around  .  of  course  ,  he'd  refuse  her  insane  requests  ,  because  he  wasn't  willing  to  let  her  destroy  her  life  the  same  way  he  actively  demolished  his  own  .  he  was  protective  of  her  ,  but  he  refused  to  show  her  that  .  he  didn't  need  her  getting  the  wrong  idea  .  (  even  if  was  the  right  idea  .  )  the  way  his  mind  operated  was  complex  and  frustrating  .  declan  wished  he  didn't  feel  anything  at  all  ,  really  .  “  you  know  you  shouldn't  be  inviting  me  over  .  ” 

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she   didn’t   know   why   she   got   her   hopes   up   for   that   brief   moment.   declan   had   made   it   very   clear   that   he   didn’t   care   about   her,   yet   brooklyn   constantly   told   herself   that   he   was   just   lying.   that   they   weren’t   only   friends,   but   best   friends.   she   trusted   him,   felt   safe   with   him,   and   she   wanted   him   to   feel   the   same   way   around   her.   wanted   him   to   enjoy   spending   time   with   her.   brooklyn   thought   maybe   he   did,   and   normally   she   could   shrug   off   his   comments   about   them   not   being   friends   or   him   not   caring.   but   in   that   moment   she   had   thought   maybe,   just   maybe   he   would   say   what   she   wanted   to   hear.   her   face   had   fallen   slightly,   never   able   to   hide   her   emotions   well.   “   right.   “   brooklyn   murmured,   swallowing   hard.   she   was   cursing   herself   for   how   easily   she   always   cried,   tilting   her   head   down   to   hide   her   face.   “   well,   mason   does   care   about   me.   so   at   least   there’s   that.   “

◟ ⋆ ❛ he  wasn't  someone  who  easily  regulated  his  emotions  .  he  didn't  think  about  things  in  the  moment  ,  and  he  had  to  remind  himself  that  it  was  necessary  when  it  came  to  brooklyn  .  she  was  his  polar  opposite  ,  really  .  someone  who  was  sensitive  and  soft  .  the  girl  was  everything  that  he  wasn't  .  he  didn't  know  why  she  stuck  around  ,  why  she  insisted  on  trying  to  remain  part  of  his  life  .  “  fuck  ,  ”  he  muttered  ,  shaking  his  head  .  there  his  head  went  ,  betraying  him  right  before  his  very  eyes  .  the  thing  about  brooklyn  was  ,  declan's  ability  to  compartmentalize  seemed  to  disappear  .  had  it  been  someone  else  ,  he  would've  been  more  careful  with  his  words  .  what  the  fuck  was  he  going  to  do  now  ?  he  was  feeling  overwhelmed  already  .  he  took  a  deep  breath  ,  doing  what  he  could  to  try  and  regain  control  of  his  thoughts  .  “  brooklyn  ,  you  don't  wanna  go  there  with  me  ,  ”  he  told  her  lowly  .  he  hated  the  way  his  heart  was  racing  and  the  way  his  palms  felt  sweaty  .  she  did  things  to  him  nobody  else  could  .  “  i  wouldn't  give  anyone  that  shit  .  your  boyfriend's  stupid  for  doing  it  .  ”  part  of  that  statement  was  true  .  mason  was  stupid  for  messing  with  the  shit  ,  but  had  it  been  anyone  else  ,  and  the  price  was  enticing  enough  ,  he  would've  considered  it  . never with her , though .

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he   wasn’t   the   first   person   to   ever   call   her   ridiculous.   brooklyn   was   often   too   much   for   people   -   too   excitable,   came   on   too   strong,   tried   too   hard.   yet   unlike   the   past,   it   didn’t   hurt   her   feelings   when   declan   called   her   ridiculous.   maybe   she   was   delusional,   but   brooklyn   didn’t   think   he   meant   those   words   in   a   mean   way   and   that’s   all   that   mattered   to   her.   “   i   think   they’re   smart,   actually.   oh   !   when   mason   first   met   luna,   she   bit   him.   “   brooklyn   shook   her   head   with   a   quiet   laugh   to   herself.   honestly,   she   knew   declan   would   at   least   find   that   one   promising.   it   had   been   a   red   flag   when   mason   wasn’t   adored   by   her   cats,   but   something   brooklyn   chose   to   ignore   for   a   multitude   of   reasons.   she   watched   the   way   he   looked   at   the   pizza   dough,   another   laugh   escaping   her   lips   as   brooklyn   tried   to   help   get   him   set   up.   he   truly   was   so   funny   to   her   without   even   trying.   “   you   have   to   roll   the   dough,   come   on.   “   she   urged   him,   placing   a   hand   over   his   gently   to   try   and   help   him   knead   out   the   dough.   “   haven’t   you   seen   pizza   before   ?   you   know   what   it   should   look   like.   you   don’t   have   to   make   a   shape,   but   -   “   a   shrug,   and   then   brooklyn   was   reluctantly   moving   her   hand   away   to   shape   her   own   dough.   deciding   to   stick   with   a   small   heart   instead.   “   see   ?   it’s   easy.   “

◟ ⋆ ❛ she  was  so  gentle  .  she  was  everything  that  declan  wasn't  .  he  stole  a  glance  at  her  when  she  was  busy  adorning  her  cat  with  kisses  ,  wondering  what  someone  as  soft  as  her  ,  wanted  to  do  with  a  guy  like  him  ,  or  mason  .  though  ,  he  suspected  mason  was  more  so  someone  of  convenience  ,  someone  who  brooklyn  only  went  to  because  she  couldn't  get  what  she  wanted  from  him  .  one  day  ,  maybe  she'd  understand  why  that  was  .  “  you're  ridiculous  ,  ”  he  told  her  ,  shaking  his  head  in  disbelief  .  it  wasn't  a  mystery  to  him  why  he  fell  for  her  ,  but  he  was  wise  enough  to  keep  those  feelings  deeply  buried  .  he  couldn't  cause  her  trouble  ,  and  getting  with  him  would  do  exactly  that  .  “  i  think  they're  defective  ,  then  ,  ”  he  said  ,  unable  to  stop  himself  from  laughing  .  as  if  he  had  good  energy  .  declan  stared  at  her  in  disbelief  .  how  could  making  something  be  more  fun  than  the  convenience  of  having  it  delivered  ?  it  was  a  mystery  to  him  .  he  furrowed  his  brows  ,  wondering  how  much  there  was  about  her  that  he  didn't  know  .  this  certainly  came  as  a  surprise  .  “  what  the  hell  am  i  supposed  to  do  with  this  ?  ”  he  asked  ,  shaking  his  head  .  “  and  why  are  you  making  pizza  into  shapes  ?  doesn't  that  just  make  it  even  more  complicated  ?  ”  none  of  this  made  sense  to  him  ,  and  it  likely  never  would  .  she  was  just  a  complete  mystery  to  the  male  .

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brooklyn   quickly   picked   up   one   of   her   other   cats   that   wasn’t   completely   all   over   declan   for   his   attention.   her   hand   moved   to   the   cats   face   before   pressing   multiple   kisses   to   the   top   of   his   head.   “   how   can   you   see   this   face   and   not   consider   him   my   child   ?!   “   she   gasped,   appalled   at   the   insinuation.   she   kissed   the   male   one   more   time   before   setting   him   back   down,   and   he   quickly   ran   over   to   declan.   brooklyn   giggled,   head   shaking   in   amusement   at   the   three   cats   pawing   and   running   all   over   him.   “   they   sense   good   energy.   “   she   pointed   out.   brooklyn   was   already   on   her   way   to   the   kitchen   to   find   what   they   needed,   but   she   turned   back   when   declan   seemed   confused.   “   of   course   we’re   going   to   make   our   own   !   thank   you   for   the   offer,   but   it’s   not   about   money.   making   pizza   yourself   is   way   more   fun.   come   on   -   “   she   reached   for   his   hand,   circling   it   around   his   wrist   to   drag   him   into   the   kitchen   playfully.   “   i’ll   spare   you   from   making   you   wear   an   apron.   “   the   girl   joked.   she   grabbed   the   pizza   dough   out   of   the   freezer   and   gave   half   to   declan   before   gathering   the   ingredients   and   a   roller.   “   you   can   make   the   pizza   into   fun   shapes   when   you   make   it   yourself.   i’m   gonna   do   a   heart.   wait,   no   !   a   cat.   “

◟ ⋆ ❛ “  they're  cats  ,  brooklyn  ,  ”  he  argued  once  more  .  “  they  are  not  your  children  .  ”  he  thought  she  was  a  little  ridiculous  when  it  came  to  her  cats  ,  but  what  did  he  really  know  at  the  end  of  the  day  ?  he'd  never  really  had  any  pets  .  it  wasn't  like  he  had  any  means  of  taking  care  of  them  growing  up  ,  and  even  into  adulthood  ,  a  pet  was  a  responsibility  ,  and  declan  wasn't  known  for  being  a  responsible  kind  of  guy  .  he  didn't  mind  animals  ,  he  even  thought  they  were  pretty  great  at  times  .  he  rolled  his  eyes  at  her  words  ,  scoffing  as  he  continued  to  pet  the  cat  .  “  i  sincerely  doubt  that  .  she  just  likes  my  attention  ,  ”  he  told  her  .  he  refused  to  believe  that  the  cat  felt  any  specific  way  towards  him  ,  even  if  it  was  secretly  nice  knowing  they  wanted  to  come  up  to  him  .  declan  didn't  really  have  any  preferences  when  it  came  to  food  ,  he  wasn't  exactly  a  health  conscious  eater  .  his  freezer  was  full  of  frozen  pizzas  and  chicken  and  his  cabinets  had  nothing  but  boxed  macaroni  and  cheese  and  pasta  .  he  was  not  exactly  a  stellar  chef  .  “  make  pizza  ?  ”  he  questioned  ,  confused  .  “  why  wouldn't  you  just  order  it  ?  it's  a  lot  less  effort  .  if  you're  worried  about  money  or  something  ,  i  can  just  buy  one  .  ”  to  him  ,  it  didn't  make  sense  that  she  would  find  enjoyment  in  cooking  something  from  scratch  .  he'd  never  liked  cooking  ,  he  only  knew  how  to  do  the  bare  bones  type  of  cooking  ,  and  it  was  merely  because  he  needed  to  eat  to  survive  .

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“   they’re   not   just   cats,   declan.   they’re   my   children.   “   she   put   her   hand   over   her   heart   as   if   to   show   how   offended   she   was   that   he   even   suggested   that.   it   was   no   secret   that   brooklyn   was   lonely   most   of   the   time.   her   parents   were   too   busy   to   ever   give   her   any   attention,   and   not   many   people   wanted   to   be   her   friend   growing   up   either.   she   was   always   too   much   for   everyone.   her   cats   really   were   important   to   her,   but   now   it   was   nice   seeing   someone   else   in   her   apartment   as   well.   even   if   it   wasn’t   her   real   home.   “   luna   loves   you.   “   brooklyn   grinned   at   him,   nudging   his   arm   playfully   as   her   gray   cat   all   but   hopped   into   his   arms.   she   knew   declan,   even   if   he   said   he   didn’t   care   -   he   wouldn’t   bother   to   pay   them   any   mind   if   that   were   true.   “   are   you   a   mac   and   cheese   kind   of   guy   ?   pizza   ?   brownies   ?   wait,   that’s   not   dinner   -   “   brooklyn   cut   herself   off.   “   let’s   do   pizza.   are   you   gonna   help   me   make   it   ?   oh,   it’ll   be   so   fun   !   “

◟ ⋆ ❛ “  you're  not  a  very  convincing  liar  ,  brooklyn  ,  ”  he  told  her  ,  shaking  his  head  .  surely  ,  she  should've  already  known  that  .  maybe  she  might've  been  successful  in  her  attempts  at  lying  to  other  people  ,  but  it  wouldn't  work  on  him  .  he  knew  her  too  well  .  he  also  knew  that  he  should  have  been  staying  away  from  her  .  unfortunately  ,  that  wasn't  something  declan  felt  he  was  capable  of  doing  .  though  ,  perhaps  it  was  for  the  best  .  someone  had  to  keep  an  eye  on  her  ,  considering  her  piece  of  shit  so  -  called  boyfriend  couldn't  even  do  that  .  “  they're  cats  ,  brooklyn  ,  ”  he  pointed  out  .  secretly  ,  maybe  he  liked  the  fact  that  the  cats  had  a  preference  for  him  .  declan  would  never  admit  that  ,  though  .  he  hoped  her  boyfriend  didn't  show  up  ,  because  then  he'd  have  to  embarrass  him  by  kicking  his  ass  right  in  front  of  brooklyn  .  declan  wasn't  a  monster  ,  so  ,  when  the  cats  came  in  to  greet  him  ,  he  bent  down  to  pet  them  ,  like  any  decent  person  would  do  .  “  uh  ,  i  dunno  ,  ”  he  answered  ,  looking  over  at  her  .  “  whatever  you  want  ,  i  guess  .  ”

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her   shoulders   relaxed   when   declan   apologized   for   yelling,   and   she   could   see   him   trying   to   lower   his   voice   for   her.   while   brooklyn   knew   declan   would   never   hurt   her,   the   sound   of   anyone   yelling   always   seemed   to   put   her   on   edge.   she   was   sensitive,   emotional   and   one   person   raising   their   voice   could   always   get   her   to   break.   “   do   you   ?   “   brooklyn   finally   said,   her   brows   furrowed   together.   maybe   she   should’ve   cared   more   about   the   fact   that   he   said   her   boyfriend   didn’t   care   about   her,   but   all   she   could   focus   on   was   how   that   seemed   like   declan   did.   “   i   mean,   you   won’t   give   me   any   of   that   shit.   so   you..   i   mean,   don’t   you   care   about   me   ?   “   her   voice   was   hopeful,   because   she   cared   about   him   more   than   anyone.   “   if   you   didn’t   you   would   give   me   what   i   asked   for.   right   ?   “

◟ ⋆ ❛ he  paused  ,  blinking  .  she  was  the  only  person  who  could  actually  get  him  to  stop  and  think  about  his  actions  .  “  i'm  sorry  i  yelled  ,  ”  declan  replied  calmly  .  he  wasn't  one  to  apologize  for  most  of  the  things  he  did  wrong  ,  but  he  always  found  himself  feeling  guilty  if  he  didn't  apologize  to  her  .  he  didn't  like  seeing  her  upset  ,  and  he  especially  hated  when  it  was  because  of  him  .  “  he  doesn't  love  you  ,  brooklyn  !  ”  he  argued  ,  though  he  was  sure  to  keep  his  voice  at  a  level  she'd  deem  appropriate  .  “  you  don't  need  that  shit  ,  brooklyn  .  what  don't  you  get  about  it  ?  it's  not  something  you  should  be  messing  with  .  he  .  .  .   ”  he  paused  ,  shaking  his  head  .  “  he  doesn't  care  about  you  .  that's  why  he  doesn't  care  about  giving  it  to  you  .  ask  him  who  else  he'd  give  it  to  you  .  you'll  see  .  ”

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“   the   only   thing   i   want   is   to   hangout   with   you,   declan.   “   it   didn’t   matter   to   her   if   he   didn’t   consider   them   friends.   declan   was   her   friend,   and   she   enjoyed   spending   time   with   him.   even   if   he   was   aloof,   or   if   he   didn’t   give   her   the   drugs   she   was   asking   for,   brooklyn   would   take   spending   a   night   hanging   out   with   him   regardless.   mason   would   be   livid   if   he   found   out,   but   as   far   as   brooklyn   was   concerned   she   wasn’t   doing   anything   wrong   right   now.   “   you   should   care   if   my   cats   like   you.   they’re   angels.   “   brooklyn   pointed   out,   narrowing   her   eyes   in   his   direction.   though   her   features   switched   quickly   when   he   agreed   to   come   inside.   “   yay   !   “   her   hands   clapped   happily   together,   smile   bright   as   she   reached   for   his   hand   to   bring   him   upstairs   into   her   apartment.   like   clockwork,   all   three   of   her   cats   ran   to   declan   as   soon   as   they   entered.   “   what   do   you   want   to   eat   ?   “

◟ ⋆ ❛ “  you  know  why  ,  ”  he  reminded  her  .  the  innocence  in  her  tone  wouldn't  convince  him  otherwise  ,  either  .  the  list  of  reasons  why  was  long  ,  really  .  he  hated  her  boyfriend  ,  he  wanted  her  for  himself  even  if  he'd  never  admit  it  ,  he  was  putting  her  at  risk  every  time  he  went  near  her  .  the  list  went  on  .  the  more  time  he  spent  with  her  ,  the  more  difficult  it  became  to  stay  away  .  he  didn't  belong  with  someone  like  her  .  she  shouldn't  have  been  near  the  likes  of  himself  or  mason  to  begin  with  .  she  was  supposed  to  be  off  doing  great  things  with  her  life  .  “  you're  lying  to  me  ,  you're  going  to  want  something  ,  ”  he  declared  ,  squinting  at  the  blonde  .  he  knew  something  was  going  to  come  up  .  he  shook  his  head  ,  sighing  .  “  i  don't  care  if  your  cats  like  me  ,  brooklyn  .  ”  though  ,  he  could  probably  rub  it  in  mason's  face  that  they  did  .  he  didn't  mind  the  cats  ,  either  .  thumb  and  index  finger  pinched  the  bridge  of  his  nose  for  a  moment  ,  eyes  falling  shut  .  “  fine  ,  ”  he  mumbled  ,  dropping  his  hand  and  fixing  his  gaze  on  her  .  “  only  for  a  little  while  .  ”

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“   stop   yelling   at   me!   “   brooklyn   was   quick   to   reply   back,   her   voice   not   raised   because   she   never   yelled.   she   hated   when   people   raised   their   voice   at   her,   eyebrows   furrowed   to   stop   herself   from   crying.   she   was   too   fucking   sensitive,   especially   when   she   was   always   arguing   with   declan.   but   maybe   that’s   what   made   it   so   much   worse.   “   he   loves   me.   “   brooklyn   clarified,   crossing   her   arms   over   her   chest.   “   and   he’ll   get   me   whatever   i   ask   for,   declan.   it’s   either   gonna   be   from   you   or   him.   “

◟ ⋆ ❛ “  what  the  fuck  does  that  have  to  do  with  anything  ?  ”  he  argued  .  he  didn't  have  a  leg  to  stand  on  ,  really  .  he'd  repeatedly  told  her  they  weren't  friends  ,  yet  ,  there  he  was  ,  sort  of  expressing  concern  for  her  .  he  looked  like  a  fool  ,  but  he  didn't  care  .  declan  had  dug  himself  into  holes  deeper  than  this  before  .  “  i  already  fuckin'  told  you  !  i'll  get  you  weed  ,  i'll  get  you  coke  .  .  .  but  that's  where  i  fuckin'  draw  the  line  .  ”  he  shook  his  head  ,  arms  folding  across  his  chest  .  “  no  .  and  you  should  really  stay  away  from  that  guy  ,  brooklyn  .  he  doesn't  give  a  shit  about  you  .  ”

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“   but   you’ve   told   me   a   million   times   that   we’re   not   friends   !   so   why   does   it   matter   ?   “   they’ve   done   this   before,   so   many   times   that   brooklyn   had   lost   count.   and   yet   declan   never   seemed   to   budge.   always   the   same   argument,   but   she   was   just   as   stubborn   as   he   was.   “   please,   declan   ?   just   this   once.   i   don’t   want   to   have   to   ask   mason   today.   “

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◟ ⋆ ❛ “  brooklyn  ,  how  many  fuckin'  times  do  i  gotta  tell  you  that  i'm  not  getting  you  that  shit  ?  i'm  not  letting  you  throw  your  life  away  like  that  .  –––  and  before  you  start  ,  i  don't  wanna  hear  that  i'm  a  hypocrite  .  ”