#dylan ft. adela

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when & where: day thirty-nine / early afternoon, post date / terrace

It doesn’t take long for Dylan to pull Adela for a chat after she’s back from her date. The silence wasn’t meant to go on till now, and while Dylan’s someone who needs his time to process things so he doesn’t act on his emotions, he’s also not someone who likes to leave things hanging like that. That’s not saying he’s cooled off entirely, not when his ego had received the biggest hit yet and it has him somewhat doubting the confidence he has in their relationship, but he believes he’s more ready to have a conversation with her where he’s being more receptive, instead of being on the defensive. The worst part of it might as well be that despite everything, he misses her. It’s weird waking up and not fooling around in bed like they always do, not having breakfast together. It had been a conscious effort stopping himself from letting his eyes look for her from where he was sitting. He’s not sure where the conversation’s going to go. All he knows is there’s a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts swimming through his head and he doesn’t want it to simmer, doesn’t want to go down a path where he’s overthinking things on his own and shutting her out and pushing her away when this is a two person thing. “—How did your date go?” His eyes darken a little, signaling a hint of jealousy. It hasn’t been a good morning, and the date feels like some sick fuck you joke from the producers. He was thinking that if that date had come under completely different circumstances, Dylan would be laughing it off and making jokes with her about it. Instead, he’s low key waiting for other shoe will drop. || @bluemmings​

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bluemmings​:

to adela, dylan is a little dangerous— he wasn’t really on her radar, first thinking he was maybe too up naomi’s butt or a bit boring and stale for her taste. she quickly threw that idea out on the first day she was here, now disarmed around a man who makes it known he’s listening, that he noticed her absence; one she’s sure is way too good for her. “ well, aside from kissing you… though i was really hoping we could continue that… ” adela points out, not shy about how much she enjoyed it. she’s had a little taste and suddenly she’s parched, she’d close the distance immediately and climb on top of him if he so willed it. “ but it was fine. i’m not mad about having a bed all to myself… even if i did say you could join me and you totally didn’t. ” adela’s voice is light, small teasing grin on her lips despite the fact it’s her who’s embarrassed. she doesn’t really blame him if phoebe also asked, and maybe actually asked, instead of just insinuated after a fun, steamy kiss. still, if there’s a chance for her to complain a little, she’ll take it. 

“You were? It was too good, huh? I know. Likewise.” Dylan tilts his head slightly to the side at Adela’s directness, a slow, dimpled grin curving up the male’s features, teasing her. It goes without saying he wouldn’t have been opposed to continuing it. “I didn’t think you were serious, honestly. My bad,” he admits with a sheepish smile. When Adela threw it in yesterday night, he thought she was doing it in jest, especially when it was right after a heated kiss and in front of people. “I would’ve said yes had you asked me.” Dylan didn’t have any preference when it came to sharing a bed yesterday night, and he did enjoy his sleep with Phoebe It was pretty much whoever asked him first would get a yes. He’s not leaning towards anyone specific when it came to interest, but he’s hoping today would make things clearer for him on that front. “Tell me something about you, besides the fact that you’re a good kisser and you want me to share your bed.” A grin. They’ve talked a little about their lives on the first day, but he still wants to know more about her and what her life’s like outside the villa.

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WHEN & WHERE: day thirty-two / noon / terrace

Dylan felt guilty last night for having to leave Adela to talk to Callie and then Naomi. It’s not that Adela couldn’t manage by herself, but he was worried she was feeling overwhelmed being somewhere new and meeting the others, especially after how insane the recoupling was. It didn’t make things any easier when Dylan and Naomi were throwing poison at each other. By the time his conversation with Naomi was done, it was nighttime. So he couldn’t do much beyond asking her how she’s feeling, showering her with kisses, and holding her close to him the whole night. This morning, he had procrastinated getting out of bed, just wanting to spend more time with Adela. It was a few hours later before he could properly pull her for a proper chat this time, taking her hand and leading her up to the terrace for some privacy. When they sit down, he immediately and effortlessly pulls her into his lap, wrapping his arms around her waist, wanting the closeness between them. “How’s your day going so far, you doing okay? I’m sorry we haven’t been able to properly talk alone till now.” || @bluemmings​​​

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WHEN & WHERE: day thirty-seven / noon  / pool area

His movements are slow and quiet when he spots Del standing by the pool, careful not to make her sense he’s coming up behind her. His arms go around her waist from the back, leaning down to a press a kiss to her jawline. “Boo.” He grins. “You look like you’re lost in thought. Are you thinking of me? There’s only one right answer.” || @bluemmings​​

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WHEN & WHERE: day thirty-three / morning / kitchen

There’s a grin on his lips when he stands behind Adela in the kitchen, looking over at what she’s making. “Is that for me? Am I going to be amazed by your hidden chef skills?” He leans down to press a kiss to her shoulder then to her cheek, placing his hands on either sides of the kitchen counter. “How’d you sleep?” She had gotten out of bed before he did, and he immediately made a beeline to the kitchen after he got ready to see if she’s there. He reaches for a berry and pops it into his mouth. He’s glad they had that talk yesterday, things had definitely taken a turn for the better for them. He also feels a little lighter today, having cooled off a little bit more after the initial stress the recoupling night and post recoupling conversations brought. || @bluemmings​

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“ charlene and jude. ” adela points out for him, might make introductions a bit easier if he knows their names. “ though apparently i know jude… i think i might’ve met him on a night out or somethin’. not sure. ” she probably fucked him but she’s not telling dylan that if she doesn’t need to considering she’s incredibly certain it will not happen again. fucking kim. “ no, she’s not. ” adela counters, smirk on her lips. “ unless you’re just hiding your tough side from me. ” she laughs, brows arching curiously. dylan’s probably the softest guy she’s ever been interested in, not even sure if he has a tough side; but if he does, she’d like to see it. eyes fix back on his at his admission it felt weird for him, her guilt about it all expanding considering she’s only been thinking about how it made her feel weird, and probably made bash feel awful, which makes her feel awful, too. she wasn’t thinking about how her choices would come back to them, not just her. “ yeah. ” she says it quiet, somehow she didn’t anticipate this. she’d come on here to maybe find someone she could play along with until the end of casa, get back to the main villa and try to win; not whatever this is with dylan which is so new to her it feels fragile, like she has to explain herself for every little slip up just to keep it from exploding around her.  “ i guess… i don’t know, mali told you that stuff, and i know there was still naomi to think about and… i kept bash as an option. even if… i didn’t really want that, ‘cause i wanted to be here with you. ” adela doesn’t know if that makes her sound desperate or cruel, if that confirms mali’s whole spiel about a ticket back which adela is trying to veer away from, prove it untrue when it comes to dylan. " i don’t know why, but i thought he’d stick with rhys. “ maybe it was their conversation about how rhys and bash were still so new, a new connection in casa wouldn’t be all too different, maybe she’s just trying to excuse herself for not being clear with him. dylan lifts her chin and her eyes drift between both of his. ” i didn’t want him to pick me, and i’m sorry that was weird for you… but i’ll talk to him today, clear everything up. “ she nods, a false determination since she has to. she usually avoids things if she doesn’t want to do them, like she’s tried to do with this whole thing, but she can’t say one thing to dylan and then do the opposite. she wants this to work, whether it’s out of pure stubbornness or because he makes her chest feel light, she doesn’t know.  ” okay. “ adela’s smile fixes on her lips, leaning in to kiss him gently. ” we’re on the same page. i want to focus on you. “ she nods, kissing him again before he’s tucking her hair away, making her belly do a billion backflips as she looks at him. she doesn’t really know what to say when he mentions naomi, immediate relief streaming through her as pink lips press in some weak attempt to stop her smile. ” am i allowed to say i’m happy about that ? “ laughter barely leaves her lips before she stops herself, a sudden thought on her mind. “ i mean… is that what you wanted ? “ 

He quirks his eyebrow at her words, a little playfully. “Small world. Must’ve been unmemorable if you’re not sure.” It’s almost funny how if it’s not an ex, then it’s a previous encounter, but whatever it is, they’re not exes. After Rhys and Mimi, he doesn’t think he can go through that road again. “It feels like you’re siding with her when you should be siding with me.” He reaches to press a lingering kiss to her jawline. “I don’t advise that,” he adds against her skin before he looks at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “You’re going to have to stick around and find out my other sides.” He shrugs, dimpled grin playing on his lips. He listens to Adela, noting the anxious energy she’s letting out. Once again, he appreciates her honesty; she could’ve so easily lied to him. He gets where she’s coming from when it comes to him, with how vague and unsure Dylan had been yesterday, but still, what she’s saying is odd, like it doesn’t add up. "This sounds really unfair to him. I’m confused because you didn’t want him picking you, but you kept him as an option.” His tone remains calm, and he keeps Adela close; he’s just trying to understand. He’s not sure what to do with the information. He doesn’t doubt Adela’s genuine interest in him, she’s picked him again and again, something he hasn’t really felt during his time at the villa, but the information is cruel, especially for Bash who had been under the impression there was something there. He doesn’t want to focus on the past and on what Adela’s done, he wants to focus on their connection moving forward, give this a chance devoid of all the messiness that was following them from casa amor. His own experience there had been messy, too, he doesn’t want to fault her for her own mess when she’s trying to make this work and fix it. “Had he told you that he would go back single for Rhys?” Maybe Bash had changed his mind at some point. "It’s okay. I don’t want to be feeling like this, it’s why I brought it up so we can sort it out together. I want to understand.”

Maybe it’s because he hasn’t had a smooth time so far in the villa or maybe because he hasn’t really felt like anyone was tunnel visioning on him, but when Adela says she wants to focus on him and that they’re on the same page, his smile grows wider. He kisses her back, watching how her face lights up at the knowledge. He knows they’re still very new, but god, he wants to try and make this work. “Wow, you really do want me so bad,” he teases her before there’s a pause at her question. He doesn’t want to involve Adela in whatever mess he’s had with Naomi. He wanted to keep the two separate, and didn’t want it affecting what he and Adela had, especially when it’s still so new and fragile, but he understands that by bringing her back, that meant she is a part of it. “I’m not going to lie to you and say it was an easy break up. It wasn’t. But it had to happen. I knew back in casa amor it wasn’t going to work out.” He pauses again, looking at her. “I did what was right for me. I‘m not going to be an option and I’m done with the dishonesty.”

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“ not everyone, but most people, i think. ” not naomi, if that’s what he’s wondering, though she’s not really in a rush to speak to her at all. she might if dylan asked her to, but she can’t think why he’d want that either.  “ i spoke to callie, though… says you’re a big softie. ” she teases, the tip of her nose brushing his whilst she grins. it’s a bit intimidating having to meet someone so close to him so early but she’s trying not to sweat about it, trying to seem like a semi-decent person and make a good impression since callie’s opinion likely means a lot to him. it makes her feel incredibly lame, desperate for approval and wanting to prove she’s a good fit for him like she thinks she is; like she knows he is for her. there’s never any doubt in that when he’s kissing her, leaning into his lips and smiling at his callout, hoping to distract him, even more so once he mentions bash. she wishes a kiss or two could stop her having to answer. instead she stiffens slightly, creating a smidge of distance between them. " a little, yeah. “ but adela can’t find it that shocking given everything, even if she was still caught off guard by that. her gaze wanders from dylan, a soft exhale leaving her nose as she’ll dart her eyes along his neck, his jaw, anywhere beneath his eyeline. she knows why he’s asking her, wonders if he trusts her, but doesn’t blame him if he doesn’t. ” i guess it makes sense, though… if i was the only person he felt like he connected with ? i didn’t exactly say to him, you know, don’t pick me, but now i wish i did… god, that made me feel awful. “ adela groans, lip catching between her teeth as her gaze makes her way back to dylan’s, brows knitted in thought, trying to see if she can read his expression. ” i still need to speak to him about it… but i really don’t want to. “ she’s avoiding it, would much rather stay hidden up on the terrace with dylan for the rest of the day, but she knows it’s a conversation she’ll have to have with bash even if she dreads it. her smile is timid while he thinks, aware he’s teasing her but even so, she doesn’t like the what if of it all. “ dylan, ” she warns, eyes narrowed playfully at him, ready to get annoyed about it if he doesn’t hurry up and say he still likes her. his grin makes her own show; the pull closer to him feeling more than just physical as she listens to him. it’s exactly what she wants to hear and her expression won’t hide that, smile bright as she looks at him, fingers once again playing in his hair.  “ good, ‘cause… i mean, if you’re having second thoughts, i need to know about them. ” adela claims, soft laughter leaving her lips as she feels a little giddy about it all. “ but GOOD. me too… i’m really happy to be with you. ”

“There’s a lot of us here now. I don’t think I met all of the bombshells yet either… I reckon I only have Jenny and Naomi’s bombshells left.” He doesn’t even remember how many bombshells stayed from the main villa. “A softie?” He lets out a chuckle. “My sister’s lying.” He smiles when she brushes her nose against his. So much has happened since he talked to Callie last night, but he’s been meaning to chat with her again, now that they’ve each met each other’s partners. He notes the shift when he asks about Bash, his brows furrowing only slightly. He’s not sure what to make of it, especially that Bash clearly had no idea before last night that Adela wasn’t into him… so why hadn’t she told him? He wants to believe that it’s because Adela felt bad, because yeah, Bash is way too nice, but still, she should’ve spoken to him about it, because the guy clearly got the wrong idea. It makes Dylan a tad skeptical. Mali’s voice rings a little in the back of his head, but he dismisses it, he doesn’t want to think of this possibility. He’s tired and drained, in his head a lot lately that he wants an out. His fight with Naomi yesterday and subsequently breaking things off has him a little more vulnerable right now, he’s a little anxious about a repeat. He just wants to hold onto something good. “Well, if he picked you, it seems he reckoned you felt the same way and wasn’t aware you decided it wasn’t in the cards… it was weird for me to see, figured it was something you’d have talked to him about.” Though, of course, after yesterday night, he knows very well where Adela stands, but still. He can see her eyes looking everywhere but at him, so he gently takes her chin again so she looks at him. “Hey, look at me.” He nods. “I know it’s a little awkward, but it’ll be fine.” Besides, Bash is a big guy, he’ll be fine. He grins when she narrows her eyes at him, which only widens when she says she’s happy too. “I’m not having second thoughts. I wouldn’t have brought you back with me if I didn’t see a potential for something good between us. I know we’re still new, but I want to focus on this, on getting to know each other and exploring that. I know you’re focused on that too, which is important to me. I want us to do this right, you know? I know I said it before, but I want us always to be on the same page.” A pause, moving to brush a loose strand of her hair behind ear. “And before you ask, yes, Naomi and I are over. We broke things off last night,” he tells her, looking at her to see her reaction. 

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there’s a split second that makes her doubt the terrace, that he’s brought her here to hide her instead of wanting her just to himself. those doubts leave her the second he’s pulling her onto his lap, a place she’s realising she loves to be as her hands drape across his shoulders, fingers trailing the nape of his neck absentmindedly.  “ it’s okay, don’t apologise. ” adela really doesn’t need him to when she knew it was going to be weird for him coming back, he’d already ensured she’d be fine with putting herself in this situation and she is. the only thing that’s really rattled her is bash choosing to switch, assuming she was his choice, but adela’s more intrigued by whatever drama will be unfolding with all the other couples and hoping whatever josh or charlene has in store for naomi will keep her too preoccupied for dylan. she half expected him to regret his choice as they stepped into the villa, but she’s glad they spent their night in each others arms, stealing soft and tired kisses, it makes her feel secure in whatever they have right now. “ i’m actually feeling really good. ” she smiles against his lips, pecking the corner of his mouth and trailing kisses against his jaw. other than mali, adela didn’t think the recoupling was that bad, but she also has no connection to more than half of the people in here. it’s obviously different for him.  “ how are you feeling ? ” and she knows he spoke to naomi, and even if he hadn’t, their words at each other last night had some sting to them. “ any regrets ? ”

Dylan’s been honest with Adela about what she should expect coming back with him. He’s wanted to sort his business out as soon as possible, even though things weren’t very simple, but still, he’s appreciative she understands, and although they still have a few things to talk about, he’s more than happy to have some alone time with her. “Yeah? I’m glad to hear that. Have you met everyone else yet?” He smiles against her own lips, moving his head to the side as she peppers kisses across his jaw. If her lips reach his neck, it’s game over and he’ll have to put his all into keeping some semblance of control and not forget about the talk and just make out with her instead. He gently takes her chin in his fingers so he can look at her and presses a kiss, then another, then another to her lips. “You’re going to distract me.” A pause. “Were you surprised Bash wanted to couple up with you yesterday?” He was surprised, considering Adela told him it’s not in the cards for them, so it seemed to Dylan like Adela had not talked about this with Bash and Bash was under the impression there was something there, which Dylan finds weird. It’s why he wants to know what’s going on there. He feels bad about Bash, that he wanted to pick her and had no idea she was into him, instead, honestly. “I’m feeling good, too. Yesterday felt a little never ending.” He’s going to tell her about his talk with Naomi but I am waiting for me and Kati to get somewhere first before he starts to tell her lol. “Regrets? Hm.” He pauses, as if he’s contemplating this, just teasing her a little bit before the dimpled grin on his lips widens and he pulls her even closer to him, pushing a loose strand of her brunette hair gently behind her ear. “No. Absolutely none. I’m really happy you’re here with me, Del.” He maintains he’s made the right choice bringing her back with him. Granted, they’ve only known each other a few days and they still have to know each other outside the casa amor bubble, but so far, things look good.