#conversations | miray + nasrin.

[rcsesnoir]

@mirayaslan

LOCATION: miray's place, evening. FOR: miray aslan.

THE LAST KIND OF person nasrin aslan is known to be is outwardly happy -- carefree. like the giddy teenage girl she had never realized she could be. even if herself and her cousin hold more power in their hands than most could only dream of, miray is the only person that truly leaves the room for nasrin to feel like she could exist without judgement. while miray did not absolve her cousin of her past mistakes -- she gave her the chance to be something, which nasrin was certainly smart enough to take. now, they were closer than ever, a possibility the young woman had once believed to never truly be possible. they were already attached at the hip. on this particular evening, nasrin has popped a fresh bottle of red, two glasses not far away from her on the countertop. once the are full, she gracefully picks them up before gracefully reentering the living room and handing one off to miray. " now that mina has gone to bed... " nasrin leans back, eyebrows raising with a sly smirk -- her visage glistening in curiosity. " don't think i haven't noticed you attending those parties with a certain dashing hitman. " there comes that girlish giggle before she takes a sip of her wine. " was it... three last time i checked? "

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" HE BETTER NOT. THERE are some pretty damn amazing women in this world who find themselves making excuses for a man. about eighty percent of the time, they're usually medium-ugly. that's probably even pushing it. " it seemed so clear to nasrin that if you had to make excuses for someone, they weren't worth being with. she had better things to do than pick up the pieces of someone else's shortcomings, when they couldn't even do it themselves. they were all grown adults. " right? it's like -- i try. i really do. but, my time is worth more than most can afford. " as her cousin speaks, nasrin's face softens nearly immediately. miray is perhaps the only person who could induce such a reaction. " oh? " she murmers, placing the bottle down on the closest table as she makes her way back to the couch. in a matter of seconds, she goes from sarcastic to concerned. " miray.... " she begins, preparing herself for the worst. " ....are we burying a body? sorry, sorry. whatever it is, i've got you. "

"Oh I know, he doesn't need defending at all." Liam was one of those guys that just didn't have a single red flag. It was nice being with a man she didn't feel the need to defend constantly. The whole relationship was a change in pace to the chaotic, toxic, headache she'd experienced before. "People do have a tendency to be incredibly annoying, you'll never hear me disagreeing with you there." Miray laughed, the sound trailing off as the bottle of champagne caught her eye. "Actually Nasrin... sana bir şey söylemem gerek. It's only right that you're one of the first people to know, I mean you're basically my sister."

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" HEY, YOU DON'T HAVE TO defend him to me. i just know neither of us would stand for going to those things with someone we at least didn't like. makes the gears turn, you know? " she had picked up on that pretty quickly. considering nasrin spent most of her time behind the scenes, she was never someone that most expected to be as observant as she was. her mistake. the woman had always had high-standards, but there were times when she wondered if she was nothing more than stubborn. her brows furrowed as she noticed her cousin did not accept the champagne, but she doesn't question it. perhaps she had to take mina somewhere early, or something else. thus, she keeps silent on that front. " i wouldn't dream of it, trust. " nasrin smiles gently. " y'know, i'd never say this out loud to literally anyone else... but sometimes i wonder if i'm just too stubborn. but every time i usually do, people piss me off. "

"I know I do. Going to a few parties with somebody is nothing, I've attended with friends in the past. I wouldn't have said yes to being his girlfriend if I didn't like the man." Miray wasn't going to try and defend Liam and how he would take care of her and be the perfect boyfriend, she didn't need to. Everybody who knew Liam could tell the kind of person he was, it was so obviously to anybody that he'd never hurt her. "Yeah you can open the champagne, I wont be having any but you're welcome to help yourself. What's mine is yours, always will be. Well, not Liam obviously he's all mine."

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" LISTEN.. YOU LIKE THE man enough to go to not one, not two, but three parties with him. i don't think i've ever cared for a man that much. " nasrin laughs in response. frankly, nasrin had never had much of an interest in dating, specifically the commitment aspect of it. there had been a few love interests here and there -- but she couldn't help it if she had high standards. if she was to think about being in a relationship with someone, they had to fit in her life. nasrin knew liam was amongst the good men in this world -- he had always been kind to her since she joined the crimsons, in his own gruff way. that meant something to her. kindness and integrity. " i know, i know. i just like seeing you happy. and he better keep it that way. " the soft smile that followed was genuine, perhaps the only time an expression like this ever would be. when nasrin wasn't with miray she was a pillar of strength. focused on the task at hand. there were times when nasrin saw the people around her getting into relationships, and she couldn't help but feel a twinge of expectation. like she had to join them. but then she remembered who the fuck she was. " fuck yes! i thought i saw a bottle -- i'll grab it. that is, if you're alright with me opening it. "

"We just started dating a few days ago let's not get too ahead of ourselves yet." Miray laughed. Sure she liked Liam, really liked him but the idea of getting too attached too quickly scared her, especially when she knew deep down there was another in the back of her mind that never seemed to leave. The idea of Nas threatening Liam is he hurt her was amusing. Not only was Miray certain he didn't have the ability to hurt her but she also knew she'd be the one hurting him first if it were to ever happen. Very few men had ever hurt Miray and lived to tell the tale. "He'd never hurt me. I couldn't be more sure about that. Liam's one of the good ones. " The next words from her cousin made a chill run down her spine and she had to take a sip of her drink. Was she really sure she was doing the right thing? So sure that even Nasrin saw it? Or was she compensating for something? Did Miray ever truly know what the hell she was doing when it came to love? "You know I'll never say no to some champagne."

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NASRIN HAD NEVER REALLY considered herself to have true family in this world -- except for miray. her parents were constricting, suffocating to be around, having a path for her she never quite wanted. but miray, she had always been the light at the end of the tunnel. her safe space away from it all. thus, when she knew it was time to get her feet back underneath her again -- she new where to turn to. the only person who, no matter what, would always have her back.

sipping from her glass, nasrin shrugs in agreement. it was true -- she did remember hearing her cousin utter these words. however, much like nasrin, the woman had never known miray to be the committal type, besides her now deceased husband. nasrin, however, had always flown solo. a meaningless fling here and there kept her busy, with the occasional exception. " well -- of course there's that. but this seems... serious. " she takes her cousin's hand with a gentle smile, eyes widening as her inference is answered. " oh my god, miray! hey, as nauseated as most men make me -- liam's a damn good one. i'm happy for you, i mean it. " the woman gives her hand a gentle squeeze before she continues to speak, eyes glistening with mischief. " i'm well aware you can take care of yourself, and that he's a damn hitman -- but if he does so much as hurt a hair on your head, we'll have a problem. " ah, griffin. that was an age-old story that had never quite seem to end, or, for that matter -- make any kind of damn sense. nasrin had been aware of griffin from her time in the military, but never as close as she was with her cousin. while she liked him, there was a noticable difference in the way miray spoke about their fellow crimson. " listen... if you're happy, i'm happy. you seem so sure about liam... i could never quite tell where you were on griffin. but, this is good! this doesn't just call for wine... but champagne. the rest of the city may be mourning your dead singledom... but my cousin's a taken woman. "

When everything else in the world had been taken away from her there had been one thing, one person that Miray had held onto. The only constant in her life now was her cousin, and she was the only person Miray 100% believed would be there for the rest of her life. With a smile she took the glass and sipped the wine inside.

"Yeah, I mean it's not a secret or anything I've mentioned to you so many times how hot Liam is and he's so good with Mina that's like the hottest thing a man can do in my eyes." Miray laughed, not completely surprised that she'd noticed. "Well you know I've been spending a lot more time with him recently and I really like him. He's good for me, I feel like my best self when we're together. We've even made it official now which is the news I was just about to tell you. Plus that whole thing with Griffin is over now... for good this time. I think." She knew how many times she'd said that to Nasrin, especially recently but she was sure she meant it this time. Or at least she thought she did. Maybe the two of them would never truly be done with each other.