#and dia1 is like (there is blood in my mouth.....as a journalist i'm gonna spit that shit up rn now .....and then write more about it)

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prompt: send me ‘👀’ for something my muse has said about yours to someone else / when they’re not around | dia & sg!tv for: @moonsaintsverse: of gods and monsters notes: journalist!cloud, and not an art hoe cloud, goes on a blind date and her sister wants to know the details. thing is...she's still processing things. date was...different. i did not reread this btw. i am doing drabbles for nano and just posting stuff. so.....✌️♥️ we don't proof read here.

When Cloud walks through the doors of her sister Amya’s home, Amya’s arms are crossed and she’s shaking her head with a smirk on her face, which manages to make Cloud roll her eyes. Cloud looks like she’s gone through a walk of shame, because some of the buttons on her blouse are broken when they weren’t before and her hair is unruly and her makeup is, well, everywhere. Plus her heels are in her hand when she walks through the door and she looks like she's buzzing from adrenaline.

And though Cloud would typically high five her sister after a good night out where she got laid after a great blind date with an attractive person, that’s not what happened at all. She did not get laid, and her date night was more confusing than anything else.  

Last night she went on a date with a guy her sister had set her up with and the two of them had gotten along pretty well, up until trouble followed and made the date a whole lot more than your typical wine and salad that ended with a make out session. 

No – this night out, hadn’t even ended in trouble due to her own bullshit, it had ended that way due to his. Apparently, ‘trouble’ was this guy’s last name. Sweet, overly honest, wikipedia smart Steven, had people after him that caused even her to question things. Because, well, they weren’t uhm – human, or even just superhuman or mutant.

Whoever was after him were Other.

Which, you know, should have caused her to jolt the fuck out of any future date that could ever occur between them. And the fact that she was so chill about it probably made her seem suspicious enough for him not to call her – and he hadn’t since she’d left – but she thought it was interesting enough that, when her sister cleared her throat and had her hands out and asked, “So – how was the date?” Cloud couldn’t help but to smirk and shrug a bit half-shrug, before placing her heels near the door. 

“It was fun, I think I’ll call him in a bit. See if he’d want to have another date sometime soon. I really liked him,” even though there was more to it than that and more than one person on their date technically, when things began to go to the fuckening. Though that person wasn't technically her date. And the whole thing was a bit confusing, despite her own knowledge on these things. “He likes old things like I do. Talks a lot though. But he’s honest like you said and kind…Thing is, there’s more to him than meets the eye and I like that, too.” Amya leaned forward, rested her head in her chin. “That’s the first time you’ve enjoyed a date in a while. That good in bed huh?” 

Cloud rolled her eyes. “I don’t kiss and tell, you know that,” she lied. 

Amya rolled her eyes, “Boo.” 

Which made Cloud laugh. “No, no – we didn’t do anything. We just, like, had a good time. And you know me, always falling on my ass and injuring myself somehow. Fucked up my outfit. But it’s all fine. He doesn't mind the fact that I almost ended up in the emergency for having fun.” Another lie, despite Amya knowing some of the Delphine stuff she does not know all, so there’s not much else to go into. “Nice guy, you had a blast, and you didn’t even bone – a waste.” Amya teased, sitting back. “Just when I thought I knew you, I was wrong.” 

Cloud laughed at her sister again. “Amya, please. It was a first date.” 

“Yeah, yeah. It’s not like you haven’t fu–” 

Before Amya can say anything else, there’s a knock on the door, and when Cloud goes to open it, there’s no one there. “Weird,” she said.

“Actually no, you’re doing that thing you do. Where you think you hear something but –” 

“I don’t,” Cloud finished for her. 

Amya nodded. “Go rest. Go dream about your date that you didn’t get to bone, because you don’t live life as adventurously as I thought.” 

Cloud shook her head, ran her hand down her face. It had been a long night, and her sister had somehow managed to make it a good day. But Amya, more than anyone knew it was true, she needed to go to bed. Thing was, Cloud wasn't exactly sure she could sleep. There was too much on her mind. Too much that didn't make any sense.