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[m0thisonfire]

9 for the drabble ask game with Vedan/Caramele!

Ask game: X

A heist during a festival is not Caramele's idea of fun. Stuck with Vedan, he decides to show the Count some real fun during their mingling with the commoners.

AN: yes I listened to Kingdom Dance from Tangled writing this, why?

When Grezhul made the announcement he was sending out a chosen squad of Graveborn to retrieve a relic from a temple in a village, Caramele didn't know what he was expecting. Nothing really. He didn't care at that moment because he immediately assumed he wasn't going to be part of the group.

Wrong.

He had been chosen all right. A group of five, with three Graveborn he didn't particularly mind and one he was still on uncertain terms with.

Ferael. Kelthur. Ludovic. Relatively sane and reasonable Graveborn. Good. He didn't interact with Ludovic much because of the noble status he had, that was a given, but he enjoyed his time with Ferael and Kelthur. Kelthur only because Caramele didn't find out his story until much later knowing him.

But then there was Vedan.

Ho boy, he and Vedan...

Now that was a recipe for disaster waiting to happen for more reasons than one. Especially with Isabella and Silvina absent. Vedan's temperament and Caramele's stubbornness...

Unstoppable force, meet unmovable object.

The only upside. When their carriages arrived in the village they were to rob blind, they saw the festival decorations and merriment in the main square.

Caramele had immediately perked up hearing the music and seeing the lights, as did Ferael, both recognizing the signs of a village holiday.

Kelthur and Ludovic were... Mildly interested, though Kelthur was the first to return his attention to the written instructions they had, going over it again to make sure there weren't any flaws or possible missteps.

Fair enough. The plan was simple on paper. Two would stay outside on the outskirts of the temple and village to ensure there were lookouts, three went in to infiltrate the temple and steal the relic. Ludovic and Vedan were there to ensure the soldiers would turn blind eyes if ordered, and Ferael and Kelthur were there to stay out of sight for the most part and sneak the relic back to the carriage in the nearby brush. Caramele was there as a last resort. A distraction. Or at least damage control if anything did go wrong.

A sacrifice. Hooray.

It had been... About half an hour now. He and Vedan patrolled the square around the temple keeping an eye on the merriments. It surprised Caramele no one looked twice at the pair. Considering the fact the factions began interacting more since the Hypogeans returned, it made a bit of sense seeing the Wilders, Maulers, and Lightbearers all interacting with a rouge Graveborn spotted here and there with their own groups. So he relaxed a little bit, deciding to wander a little and enjoy the scenery, pretending he wasn't on a mission.

Until Vedan began complaining-

"Ugh. This is absolutely abysmal." He muttered loud enough that Caramele heard.

The ringmaster turned and gave Vedan a confused look, raising an eyebrow as he asked, "Excuse me?"

Vedan fixed the small band in the main area of the square with a glare, frowning as they played a quick paced song that the villagers danced to.

"Look at them. No decorum or elegance."

Caramele felt his annoyance flare, and he rolled his eyes on instinct as he began rubbing at his nose. Fair enough, the class shock between nobles and commoners had taken Caramele by surprise too. The first time he had to attend one of Cecia's parties, he had thought he was going to lose it from how slow everything was. People were too restrained. Too judgmental on how everything and everyone looked and sounded and behaved-

It had sent Caramele's nerves spiking, and he had to retreat to the balconies more than once to escape the suffocating atmosphere.

But this was a festival. The point was to have fun, to engage with others despite differences and loose inhibitions. His own town had more than a few with the neighboring villages, and he remembered the sense of freedom and adrenaline it would give him during the dances...

...

That gave him an idea.

Vedan glanced over seeing how quiet Caramele got, and immediately grew suspicious seeing the mischievous look on the shorter Graveborn's face.

The Count shifted slightly, asking as he narrowed his eyes, "... What are you plotting? You are far too quiet."

"Am I? Sorry." Caramele replied in a tone that was not sorry sounding at all. He grinned, glancing at the square as he recalled, "I was just remembering what it was like in my town, the festivals. The lights, the dancing... There was one girl that I danced with every year. Her name was Remy."

He could see Vedan tensing up out of the corner of his eye, the vampire growing quite still as he began pouting with narrowed eyes at him.

"... Remy."

"Yeah," Caramele nodded as the song ended and shifted to another, some of the dancers dispersing with friends while others took their places, and a few partners remaining for another dance, "She was a sweet girl. I wonder how she's doing-"

"I imagine it's not very easy." Vedan hissed, interrupting Caramele as he stalked to his side, closing the distance with a scowl, "How do you do it? It doesn't look like there's any sense or rhythm to it."

Caramele huffed as he turned his attention to the vampire, asking, "I assure you, there is. It's not waltzing, but it's still fun."

"Fun..." Vedan sneered. Then he glanced down at Caramele, looking conflicted for a moment before he glared at the square again, where sure enough, he was watching the groups dance and laugh as the music swelled once more.

The ringmaster smirked, looking more pleased by the second as his tail twitched. He knew when Vedan was intrigued by something. And the count was notorious for being curious about things he technically shouldn't be curious about...

The music suddenly slowed, and Caramele looked over to see new musicians joining the original band. His eyes widened in surprise when he saw the more classical instruments, horns and actual violins, flutes. One even had a harp...

With the lutes, drums and tambourines, and simple fiddles, it would have been an interesting mix. A mix of ballroom decorum with the festival ditties. Now this was interesting, watching them get together and begin testing the instruments in a new song.

It started slow, and the villagers shifted with the mood, all of them beginning slow dancing, a more relaxed waltz that would definitely not hold up in a more refined setting.

Vedan looked more appreciative of it, and Caramele took the moment to step closer with a hum and a knowing smile. The count glared down at him without any real heat, asking, "What?"

Caramele gestured towards the square, asking like it was obvious, "Would you like a dance?"

For a moment, Vedan glanced around. They weren't really in the square, but they were close enough it would count.

He huffed for a moment, but relented with a growl, "Fine. But only one. And we don't say a word to anyone."

"Deal." Caramele agreed with a grin, taking Vedan's hand before he could protest and pulling him to the outskirts of the square.

Of course Vedan took the lead first, guiding Caramele's hands to the proper placements before beginning the dance. It was a slow pace, but it worked with the rhythm. And Caramele managed to keep his footing, so that was a godsend he remembered the dance steps...

Then he heard the music swell again, a shift in the music picking up the pace as one of the more refined violins surpisingly took the lead. Vedan looked over surprised, and the square's mood shifted with it.

The townsfolk around them that weren't dancing began clapping along, setting a new rhythm as the dancing sped up, and Caramele felt that familiar pull in his chest as he watched.

Excitement, freedom-

The lead shifted, and Vedan found himself shifting from a waltz to Caramele's quicker pace. An impromptu waltz that wasn't too different from before, but with bigger steps and quicker spins matching the others'.

They locked eyes, and now it was Vedan keeping up as Caramele grinned and laughed, covering more ground as they danced.

It was a feeling like no other, with the instruments flowing flawlessly into each other to create a quickening bridge that left Vedan reeling with surprising energy.

The sounds he was familiar with mixing with the ones Caramele had no doubt grown up with-

Was this how it always felt? This sort of dancing?

He didn't know, but he was surprised to find a smile of his own spreading over his face as he kept up.

But then it all stopped, the final crescendo bursting to an end as he and Caramele stopped on the final beat.

Cheering erupted from the square as others stopped as well, the delight tangible in the air as townfolk clapped and whooped.

Vedan and Caramele were still locked in a standstill, staring at each other still clinging to each other. That was different from a waltz. And not like the usual square dancing the ringmaster was used to.

But it was still...

Right somehow.

Vedan was the first to clear his throat and look away, and Caramele quickly took the hint and let go, stepping away as he rubbed the back of his neck. They didn't say anything for a moment, both staring elsewhere where as they calmed from the sudden rush of energy they both experienced.

Finally, the count muttered with a hint of reluctance, "... Alright. That wasn't... Horrible."

That made Caramele chuckle, looking quite pleased as he finally looked up at Vedan, "I'm glad. I haven't danced like that since..."

Raising an eyebrow, Vedan asked with a faint sneer, "Remy?"

"Since I died..." Caramele corrected, still smiling as he looked back over the crowd. Then he sighed, closing his eyes and looking at peace as he softly said, "Thank you. I needed that."

It was the most at peace Vedan had seen him in a long while. And the count's expression softened as he reached over and gently took his hand, responding quietly, "You're welcome, I suppose."

The moment was interrupted when a commotion began erupting from the temple, only audible to the Graveborn considering they were closer.

They both whirled towards the building, noticing Kelthur and Ferael sneaking out of the window with something in hand and Ludovic in tow, shouting growing louder from inside as soldiers no doubt began scouring the area.

"Oh no..." Caramele groaned.

Vedan's lip curled as he began pulling Caramele along towards the direction of the carriages, "That's our cue to go before things get bad."

Indeed it was.

At least the night wasn't a total waste. As they all regrouped and retreated, Caramele summed the night up to a surprisingly pleasant success.

The mission was a success, and he got to feel the rush dancing with a partner again. He almost felt alive again.

... And by the smile that would be present on Vedan's face from time to time as they traveled told him that he felt it too.

[emahriel]

I am losing my mind. source: x

[modrzewek]

"I will shiver the whole night through" by PsychosMarket is a fanfic with such vivid, beautiful descriptions, that I just had to draw at least one scene from it

from what I understand, it's a part of a series, so I hope I didn't do something that completely doesn't make sense, ig I'll have to read the rest of them and see

some other color versions under the cut

[httyd-art-requests]

Concept art light fury? She fits in so well, I wish we got to see her

EXCELLENT REQUEST!!! I love this thing so much, look at her widdle face

Dragon #118 - Concept Art Light Fury

Requests are currently closed!

[huginsmemory]

As someone whose asexual and a monsterfucker and knowing that there is a large subsection of the monsterfucking community that is Ace or on that spectrum, Ford being very Ace-coded and implied to have fucked a a triangle feels accurate to me. representative, even.

[hkthatgffan]

I really did not wanna talk about this stupid topic, but with so many people falling for it, I figured I should; THE DIRECT ARTICLE ABOUT A GRAVITY FALLS REVIVAL IS A FUCKING LIE!! Lemme explain below why!!

Ever since this article by The Direct was published, way too many people are thinking Gravity Falls is really coming back and the usual season 3 belief is spreading yet again. And of course, YouTubers who should know better made videos on it and other "journalists" are spreading this lie. Here's the real facts! The executive in the article NEVER alluded to a revival. All they said is that Alex is publishing a book (The Book of Bill) and there's some shorts being made. All this article is basing its claim on is the phrase, "Never say Never!" Alex has had a deal with Netflix since 2018. Under that deal, he cannot make new cartoons for other networks, including Disney and Gravity Falls. He can voice on non Netflix shows and help in small ways like he did on TOH, but he cannot make a new show outside Netflix.

The shorts they are alluding to are confirmed to be likely stuff like the Broken Karaoke series on Disney Channel's YouTube page or theme song takeover stuff. Disney TVA News, while not 100% the most reliable source, has suggested that as the case and given Alex was at DTVA in April recording something per an Instagram story he made, it makes the most sense. What's more, there is a rumoured short being made for The Book of Bill which this could be meaning. Notice how it has no indication of a revival? Alex Hirsch has said he has ideas for GF stories, but they are more book centric. Heck, in me and Hana's interview alone he alluded to Stan and Ford stories he'd wanna do if given the chance to make another graphic novel. That is all!

And speaking of Alex…he's not said shit on this! He's not tweeted about it or liked any tweet about it. And Alex has said in the past to not believe anyone claiming Gravity Falls is coming back unless he says so himself on Twitter. So, take a guess what I did? I messaged him!! I was in talks with Alex recently for another video I'm making later in the future and asked him about this article during it. Without leaking our DM's, Alex said straight up, this article is all "just talk!" It's clickbait! Alex Hirsch confirmed it is clickbait!!

Direct is lying to you and so is anyone else saying this is real or that Gravity Falls is coming back! It just isn't. The only person who you should believe about this stuff is Alex Hirsch himself and he clearly has said it's not. And even supposing Direct is telling the truth about this executive saying something is possible, it's just gonna be book or small shorts stuff…NOT a season 3 or reboot, or revival or spin off series. I know that stuff is pretty popular to talk about, hell, I'd kill for a Gravity Falls prequel story myself. But it's not happening.

But with that said, I hope this post helped you better understand what is up. This article is a sham and a joke to the field of journalism. Do your damn job and tell the truth instead of making clickbait shit that will get you ad revenue! People who write articles like this are a joke and I feel bad for anyone who falls for their BS! These articles will never stop being made, so it's up to you all to be smart and not fall for them.

Remember, if Alex Hirsch doesn't say anything about it, it's not legit!!

Stay informed properly out there! New videos coming soon :)

[paintedcrows]

I just wanted to let you know that you and your art are the reason that Murphy's Law by Honey Revenge is my #1 song on my Spotify wrapped this year, due to that absolutely gorgeous, heart wrenching piece you made of Stan. I went and looked up the song after I saw that art and couldn't stop listening to it, it made me cry several times while listening to it, looking at your art, and thinking too hard about Stanley Pines. 💙😌

YESS YESS!!!! THE STANGST OF IT ALL!!! Oh my god thats amazing! And tysmm!! I'm so glad it resonated 😭💙

I love Honey Revenge, they were my top artist this year! Imo their songs "Are You Impressed?" and "Distracted" work well for Stan too! But Murphy's Law, man. It's just such a perfect song for him. So angstyyy

Also I need you to know that after reading this, I had to literally pace around my room a bunch to calm down. Then I opened the animatic wip I had for the song (and had kind of abandoned) and drew a whooole bunch more for it! It's very much a work in progress, but I hope it vibes? :>

[whowantshota]

perv!wonwoo please

pervert!jeon wonwoo

warnings ☆ MATURE CONTENT AHEAD, smut, inappropriate touching, pervert!wonwoo, mention of porn, wonwoo likes tits a lot, afab!reader x jeon wonwoo

a/n: possible perv!wonwoo gamer n tutor ver bc i like him too much...

possibly study sesh with pervert!wonwoo later?

pervert!wonwoo who's your best friends' roomate. he happens to see you often, since you frequent their apartment at least thrice a week.

pervert!wonwoo who notices what you wear when you come over to see mingyu. dressed in casual camisoles and shorts that show off plush thighs. you're utterly oblivious to how bad he wants his cock inside of you.

pervert!wonwoo who you start to get more comfortable with, giving him the occasional hug. tits pressed up against him and your arms wrapped around his neck. you feel so soft and you smell so good.

pervert!wonwoo who jerks off to porn that reminds him of you, and even that's not enough. edges himself till he's throbbing and red, precum dripping down the side of his length. "fuck, fuck, can't–" his glasses are low on the bridge of his nose, lenses fogged up and breathing heavy when he finally cums.

pervert!wonwoo finds out you'll be crashing at their apartment for a while—something about a situation with your landlord. he only has enough self control to make it through a day and a half, because he wakes up to find you walking around in nothing but a t-shirt and booty shorts.

pervert!wonwoo who can see your nipples pressing against the fabric of your shirt. wants to press you up against the kitchen counter and suck on them so bad.

pervert!wonwoo who gets off to how comfortable you are around him, especially when mingyu's not there. the way you slide a hand on his shoulder, tease him about something. the way you're currently letting him manhandle you into a spot against the counter.

pervert!wonwoo who's flipped you away from him, grinding his cock against your shorts. he doesn't have much time with you till mingyu's back, and he needs to cum inside of you.

pervert!wonwoo who fucks you stupid, has you drooling on the counter. he's got harsh grip on your hips while he sucks hickeys and kisses along your neck.

pervert!wonwoo who's wanted you for so long, finally gets to cum inside of that pretty pussy. "too fucking good," he groans, slips out of your cunt and pulls up your panties.

pervert!wonwoo smirks at you when mingyu gets back and he spots you talking with him. he knows you haven't even bother changing, walked around with his thick cum inside of you all day.

[mcgucket-computer-majigs]

I know you went to a pretty low-quality college, but what was it like?

[m0thisonfire]

20 for the drabble ask game with Vedan/Nil!

Ask game: X

20.

Nil isn't fully accustomed to affectionate gestures or physical intimacy yet. Vedan decides it's time to start slow.

"... I do not fully understand the purpose of this."

"I know." Vedan sighed, not moving from where he was reclined. His head was resting against one of his hands as he crossed his leg over the other to give the impression he was more relaxed than he was feeling. He was sitting on one of his more comfortable chairs, one of the ones Nil often would complain about being 'inefficient' and 'unnecessary'.

Nil was standing in the doorway of the study, watching Vedan closely with those unnaturally bright blue eyes, intense and focused with that inhuman precision. No doubt she was examining his body language and the state of the room trying to figure out why he called her in.

Fortunately for her, it was more of a bonding experience, or experiment, for the two of them.

Vedan shifted in his seat, sitting up more as he asked in a purposely soft tone, "Do you trust me?"

Silence. He knew the answer to that question already. If Nil didn't trust him, she would never show up when he summoned her, much less be willing to be alone anywhere with him. He heard that faint sharp clicking sound that often accompanied Nil getting nervous or suspicious as she tilted her head.

"Of course I do, Vedan. What is this?"

The Count just smiled, gesturing for her to come closer. Which she did. Vedan could hear the increasing volume of her internal workings, the clicks and whirs speeding up audibly as she went to stand in front of him. He didn't say anything. He was nervous too. This was... New. And he didn't want to frighten the automaton off before he actually did anything.

Holding a hand out invitingly, he uncrossed his legs and waited patiently for her to make the next move. Nil kept her eyes trained on his face, no doubt tracking every moment and expression shift that passed trying to discern his intentions. When she finally took his hand, Vedan carefully pulled her closer before wrapping an arm around her waist and tugging her down to sit on his thigh. A test, keeping his grip loose should she feel the need to react.

Nil held perfectly still, though Vedan swore he heard something make a popping glass sound somewhere inside her chest. He raised an eyebrow, asking in a low voice, "Are you-?"

"Perfectly fine." She interrupted with that calm and even inflection. Nil's expression didn't change, but she did frown as she fixed her gaze on Vedan, repeating her earlier question with a hint of hesitation, "What... Is the purpose of this?"

"Uhm..." Vedan took a moment to formulate a response she wouldn't find odd or be frustrated with, deciding to be as honest as he could with her, "I just... I wanted to be close to you. Closer, at least. It's a thing people do when they're in relationships."

Nil fell silent again. Vedan took the moment to focus on the fact that despite being an entity made entirely of metal, she was oddly light. She was wonderfully designed, too. A near perfect pass for a normal human woman, save for the slight glow to her eyes and the very clear uncanny feeling in the way she carried herself.

She finally made a hum, shifting slightly. Vedan expected her to move away or attempt to get up, but his eyes widened when instead Nil leaned against him and rested her head on his shoulder.

Relaxing more, he leaned back against the chair with her, letting her get comfortable. Nil spoke up again, her monotone voice ringing with an air of curiosity, "This is... Affection. I've seen it. With the others. This is what it's like?"

Vedan smiled, moving to tentatively put a hand on her back, "I believe so. The whole physical contact thing isn't so bad, is it?"

"It's disgusting. And I still believe it is a form of weakness." Vedan wasn't sure whether to sigh or roll his eyes. But then Nil's eyes flickered for a moment, and her expression shifted into her pouty frown as he admitted reluctantly, "... Not bad though. This... Vulnerability."

That made him chuckle, asking amused, "So I take it you want to get up then?"

"No." Nil immediately responded, making no move to get up.

Ho boy...

He just shook his head and closed his eyes, listening to the fireplace crackle and the low, now much duller and droning sound of Nil's systems slowing.

... If she shut down here, he was screwed, he wouldn't be able to get up for the rest of the night-

[claraoswalds]

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES S02E18 The Last Dance

[typing-catastrophe]

I have been so cooked for this man lately that I need to talk about him— I genuinely think that with a ADHD/autism/AuDHD partner Ford takes notes on your stims and quirks, even before any serious relationship. Just little things like “waves hands when excited :)” and “prefers baggy sweaters” just like a little way of understanding you better 🥺💖

yesss definitely! as an AuDHDer who stims a lot myself, this is everything!! jfskhfshsk

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"Aaaahhhhh oh myy-" the rest of what you were saying was incomprehensible because the words slurred together in an excited squeal. A gleeful expression upon your face, you waved and shook your hands in front of your body, then pressed them over your mouth, to stifle another squeal.

Ford smiled to himself as he watched you from the other side of the room, where he propped his notebook open to scribble something down.

"Heeyyyyy Grunkle Ford, watcha got there?" Mabel's voice rang out right beside him.

He snapped the book shut and whipped his head around.

"Mabel!"

"Waves hands when excited." she cited what she had just read, "Were you talking about-"

"No, I was certainly not!" Ford said, while his cheeks started to turn a deep red colour.

"Are you suuuure? Because to me it looks like you diiiid." she said, a cheeky grin on her face and dragging some of the vowels.

"You are mistaken, dear child. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got work to do." he excused himself and stood up, holding the notebook close to him.

Without letting her get another word in, he moved past her and made his way into his study.

There, he propped open the notebook to the page he'd just added a new note onto.

- likes to hum when no one is around - seems to prefer more loose fitting clothes. possibly because the don't restrict movement as much - will subconsciously play and fidget with any jewellery they're wearing - sorts and eats their food in a particular order - would rather not eat at all than something not appealing - skin irritating clothing causes great discomfort. remove tags!! - wants to talk but holds back. encouraging them has positive effect - avoids eye contact but will look at faces when the person isn't looking at them - do not touch without warning and do not force contact! expressed great discomfort to me after being forced to physical contact by someone else - repeating phrases and noises (quite endearing) - easily startled by sudden and loud noises, as well as irritated by high pitched ones, almost too quite to hear - shows behaviours similar to felines. has stated that they would be delighted to posses the ability to purr (he would be delighted too)

Ford smiled as he looked up and leaned back. He really hoped Mabel hadn't seen too much, otherwise she might figure out how interested in you he really was. And we wasn't sure if he was ready for that.

For now he would be very much content continuing to dreamily gaze over at you and notice all the little things, so he could understand you better.

Maybe one day he could work up the courage to ask you out.

-------------------------------------------------- thank you for reading <3 reblogs are appreciated

[o-i-w-u]

Bill cypher blending with a bag of triangle chips. [You did say gravity falls right?]

see theres two interpretations of this ask

bill in his natural habitat

and

[randomuzerthelozer]

I can't be the only one who thoguht of this

Link to og Tad Strange fanart:

[demonic0angel]

Prompt: Tim and Dani have a very good vacation in Norway alone

(I got way too into this lmaooo)

Tim looked down at the girl who tried to mug him. “So this is where you recommend going to eat?”

The girl, Dani, looked up at him and raised a hand. He sighed, shook his head a little, and handed her another crisp bill. She smiled and pocketed the cash. Although she was a money-hungry, greedy little thief, she was so ridiculously cute that Tim couldn’t help but forgive her.

Lord help him, his brothers would absolutely tease him ruthlessly for this.

“Yep,” she answered. “The food’s good and the staff here are nice.”

Tim looked at her again. She was wearing worn clothes, and she didn’t look warm enough as she stood there and stared back him, a hint of defiance in her gaze. Tim then turned back to the restaurant and said, “Alright then. You should come with me and recommend some dishes.”

Dani looked befuddled and she glared at him. “Why would I do that?”

“I’ll pay for whatever you want to eat too.”

She relented with only a little hesitation. Tim smirked in victory and followed her inside. As they sat down, Dani ordered everything. He was pleasantly surprised to see her speak such fluent Norwegian despite being American. He had thought she was someone stranded in Norway with no money and had resorted to stealing to get back to US soil, but perhaps it was something else?

He stopped thinking though, as she finished up their order and turned to him.

They stared at each other. He looked at her cat-like eyes, her icy blue irises, her pink lips, her strangely delicate features tinted with a hint of wildness and sharpness like a tiger, her raven hair.

Stephanie would probably laugh at him right now for being down bad. In fact, he had already crossed the line and was already well on his way to being down atrocious.

They observed each other in silence for a long, long moment until Dani eventually frowned, her eyebrows dipping before she snapped, “Why do you keep staring at me!”

“You’re pretty to look at,” Tim said, leaning on his fist.

She blushed bright red. “W-What?!”

Tim smiled. “You’re cute. Did anybody ever tell you that?”

“Screw you!” She hissed like a disgruntled cat. Then she stiffened and said, “I want another twenty dollars!”

Tim smoothly handed her another bill and she turned crimson, but didn’t take it. Tim folded it and put it on the table for her. Dani glared at him and the bill with alternative glances, looking more and more flustered by the second, not knowing what to do with his advances.

Tim felt like he wanted to buy them both tickets back to the US.

Actually, screw it.

“Should I buy you plane tickets so we could go back to the US together?”

Dani hissed with pink cheeks. “Fuck you.”

Tim smirked. “I wish.”

Dani didn’t say anything else until the food arrived. Seafood plates with soup and bread covered the table and filled the air with a delicious aroma, and Dani gave him another light scowl as Tim leaned on his hand and raised an eyebrow.

She pouted at the table before she then mumbled, “I don’t even know you.”

“Then let’s get to know each other,” Tim said. “I’ll pay for the expenses and by the end of it, you’d decide whether or not you want to go back to the US with me.”

Dani grimaced at him, although her face was still pink. Then she finally nodded slowly.

Score! Hah! Who said he couldn’t get a date?!

Tim smiled at her reassuringly as he picked up his spoon. “It’s a deal.”

[beebeeazzy]

they need to have a long talk methinks...