#huntrcssqueen ;; scarlett

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Hitting the send button, Matt flashed her an apologetic smile while stuffing his phone back into his pocket. ❛ Sorry, darling. Bloody work just keeps coming even if I want to take a break from it. ❜ They had met up at the café close to her place after he arrived in the city from travelling abroad, providing his clients with whatever they needed. No matter what it was, Matt was the man to get it as fast as he could even if it was a damn airplane. Now he wanted to relax for a few weeks and spend some time with Scarlett. ❛ How's my girl doing? I actually have something for you. ❜

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Noticing the way Scarlett seemed to relax a little around him made Dougie smile, grateful that his suggestion to head out seemed to put her at ease. The thought alone, too, put him at ease. They had so much to discuss and to sort out, that much was true. And the moment he found out she was carrying a child, his child - their child, it was an intense one, that was for sure.  The man was an overthinker when there wasn’t a lot to think about. To be tasked with helping decide where they went from here was something that would require a lot more overthinking than usual. Which usually wouldn’t be a problem for him. It was his special talent, after all. But the thing was, it wasn’t just his life to think about. He had Scarlett to worry about, their baby to worry about. His innate desire to look after them both outweighed any amount of overthinking could do. Either way, Douglas knew he needed to step up. Hadn’t he always wanted a little family of his own? As far as he was concerned, he considered her family. He loved her at a distance within the confines of his own heart as they lived together. Dougie couldn’t bear the thought of being anywhere else, with anyone else, and had gotten used to, or maybe too comfortable with the way they lived. Of coming home to her every day, seeing the warm smile on her face when he walked into the room. They could make it work, he was sure. As for the alternative…it was hard. But if it went down that route, then he would understand.  It wasn’t him that had to have their baby growing inside of their body for nine months.

Dougie’s heart lifted slightly at the sight of Scarlett’s smile. It was a small victory, a sign that amidst the whirlwind of emotions, they could still find a moment of normalcy. As he followed Scarlett out the door, Dougie offered her a warm smile. “I try my best to be,” he chirped back at her. “Chinese it is then. Dumplings and sweet and sour balls sound perfect,” he said, trying to keep his tone light and easy despite the gravity of their situation. “Maybe some of those sesame prawn toasts too. Now my stomach’s definitely rumbling,” he added, a light laugh escaping his lips. The brisk evening air hit them as they stepped outside, and Dougie pulled his jacket a little tighter around him. They walked side by side, the quiet between them comfortable, if a bit heavy with unspoken thoughts. He glanced occasionally at Scarlett, noticing the way she held her stomach—a gesture that reminded him of the life they were discussing, a life they would have to make decisions about together. His heart swelled with all the words he everything he wanted to say to her. And for a moment, there was something. A moment of bravery, perhaps. He didn’t know, simply overwhelmed with the need to tell her how he felt. “Um, you know, I’ve been thinking...” Dougie started, his voice faltering as he felt his heart race. He stopped walking for a moment, taking a deep breath to steady himself. His mind raced, head giddy, thoughts colliding in a jumble of what he wanted to say and what he feared. His hand fidgeted with the hem of his jacket, a nervous habit that betrayed his inner turmoil. But as he looked at her, along came the sudden rush of doubt. Was now really the right time to lay his heart bare? To put even more pressure on her, on their situation they still had to sort through? The fear of potentially complicating things or making a misstep was overwhelming. He wasn’t sure he could handle her reaction, potential rejection, especially with so much already on their plates. So, the words faltered, and he hesitated, his anxiety flaring. He glanced at Scarlett, her presence making it all the more difficult to voice what was on his mind. “—about how we should probably pick up some extra soy sauce while we’re out. You can never have too much, right?” he said awkwardly, his voice trailing off as he avoided her gaze, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he shook his head to himself and carried on walking.

It was like a spiralling loop hole that Scarlett was finding herself in. A loop hole with endless variables, endless possibilities and she didn't know which one was going to be the real one, which one was going to be the one that came out on top in the end. Would it be the life where she kept the baby or where she didn't. If she kept it would her and Dougie be together or would they let their friendship just stay as that and she ends up with someone else, ends up raising their child with another man and sharing weekends with him. She didn't want that though... She wanted the life where it would be the three of them laughing and smiling. Both of them seeing their child grow up and seeing who they would become. The thought itself made her smile but maybe it would end up being the side of she doesn't keep it. She doesn't keep their child and maybe it puts a dent on their friendship knowing that she 'killed' their unborn child. The thoughts and stress getting to her when all she wanted was her best friend by her side, a man that she fell in love with secretly,

There was a flicker of a smile that curled up on her lips as she listened to his voice, listened to his laugh which made her shoulders drop and become in a more comfortable relaxed state. ❝ I'm kind of thinking Chinese, really craving some dumplings and sweet and sour balls would be delicious as well. ❞ She stated at the thought of the food. She went and picked up her jacket, throwing of over her body as she pushed her arms in the sleeves before slipping on a pair of her comfortable boots. ❝ Always such a gentleman, Dougie. ❞ She hummed with a smile before heading outside their door to head and get some food placing her hand over her stomach for a mixture of reason's, one from being hungry but the other because of the baby that was growing inside of her.

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plot: an ex that wasn't removed from emergency contact

starter: @huntrcssqueen

He knew he should have been more careful about letting his emotions take control. Aiden had sent him home early after he had gotten into an argument with a customer. He had been so wrapped up in his head lately after his break up with Scarlett. he couldn't even remember the reason why. Everything felt so different without her around. After a long day, he always looked forward to cooking with her and hearing about her day. Now that they were broken up, it felt like there was a part of him that was missing.

It had been apparent that the customer also carried his anger after their argument. He hadn't noticed that he had been followed until the guy jumped him. Next thing he knew, he was waking up in the hospital. He groaned, his vision still blurry. His head was aching and it hurt to move his arms. What surprised him even more was when he saw a familiar face. "Amor?" he asked, not being able to forget his nickname for her. "What are you doing here?"

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@huntrcssqueen​

pizza party on a friday night was a tradition, a new one but something he had started with his sisters after their mom died. a way to actually bring them downstairs and have a night talking to them, feeling like a family again and reflecting on their week. and tonight scarlett was joining them, they had been together for a while now and met his sisters, but something about this felt different. he felt normal, having the woman he loved (though he was scared to tell her that) and his sisters. no doubt his sisters would wind him up all night and reveal all his secrets. he kissed her cheek as she arrived, the pizza menu already on the table. “now, there are no rules on pizza game night, but if you add pineapple to your pizza you will be eden’s favourite person.” he teased, something his sisters argued about non stop every damn week. “and we’ve got beer, for us. soda for them. no matter how hard they try.”

[divinedxsign]

It had started out as a somewhat foggy morning, and while most of it had lifted, it meant that the apple orchard was mostly quiet. Scarlett and Peyton had gotten their baskets, the redhead linking arms with the other as they wandered through the isles of trees. "I will help by cutting them up for you." Peyton offered, a lopsided smile on her features. She was terrible at baking, so the least she could do was cut up the copious amounts of apples they were inevitably going to end up with. @huntrcssqueen

@divinedxsign asked: 🍎 go apple-picking - Scarlett and peyton

Scarlett always loved autumn. It was her favourite season of the year. It meant that she could do things like apple-picking, go to the pumpkin patch, make different pastries. It meant that most to all of her garden was ready to be harvested to use. Smiling up to Payton as she held the basket in her hand she placed it on the ground. ❝ I am going to make us some amazing apple deserts for us to have. ❞ She hummed as she stood back up to look over the apples to grab one.

[cursivebloodlines]

☎️ - Scarlet (Dougie)

Send ☎️ And I Will Tell You:

What My Muse Has For Your Muse’s Contact Info: Scar😝 He didn't want for it to seem weird if he uses hearts because the man is an overthinker and doesn't want to seem like his feelings for her are obvious so that's why she gets the emoji instead. dsgkasdgsd he thinks too much <3

What Their Ringtone Is: the chorus of You Matter to Me from the Waitress soundtrack<3 because of course, she does matter to him! Lots and lots and lots, being his bestie and roomie with underlying feelings and ALSO A BABY sgsdgadg. he's a softie okay and the song is lovely and <3 his heart skips a beat when he hears it :)

The Last Text They Sent Your Muse: I know things have been tricky but I promise they'll be okay, we have each other and that's all that matters. Hope you know that. Also I've left a few bits on the coffee table that might make you smile and cheer up :) Or at least, I hope they do! Have a good day, I'll see you later <3 x (He absolutely almost tags on 'love youuu' at the end but realises JUST before he hits send honestly!)

What Image My Muse Has For Your Muse In Their Phone: Ah my muses are incapable of picking one photo so here we go: a derpy one because he thinks it's hilarious lmfaooo. They were probably bored as shit one night and messing around with filters for the shits and giggles. As for the second one lmao maybe it was from the night they did an oopsie, just messing about and probably having a bit too much to drink. Dougie probably doesn't even remember changing it to that but kept it anyway because Scarlett looks so cute :')

Accepting | @huntrcssqueen

[scinglives]

@huntrcssqueen​

ben knew that the lies and the secrets were only going to last so long. the late nights, sneaking out with some sort of lame excuse, the bruises he would sometimes try to hide from her. there was only so long before scarlett pieced it all together and tonight seemed to be that night. or at least a lot of questions thrown his way. he came in to the house, seeing her standing in the kitchen waiting for him. he went to open his mouth but for once, he knew there was no use in saying there had been an emergency of he had lost track of time. “why are you looking at me like that?” he asked, maybe if he acted oblivious to her worries or the death stare she was currently giving him. 

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Part of what both worried and baffled Dougie was the infinite number of possibilities that this could play out. If he knew how this would end, it would be easier to make a decision, or partake in helping his best friend make a decision about what to do next or where to go from here. If he knew it would all work out and that in the long run, they would have each other always, then he may have been brave enough to come forth with his feelings for Scarlett. If he knew that they were endgame, that their child would have a happy upbringing and everything would only bring them closer together rather than drive a wedge between them, he would be all for it. But he was a coward. He didn’t know things would work out for sure, so he said nothing. If he spared the moment to think, which he knew he would have to in the end for them to go forward, it would send him spiraling with uncertainty. What he knew in that moment, was that he had to keep his head on straight. If not for him, then for her. And their unborn child. Not to mention, Dougie wanted to do everything in his power to put less pressure on her. He feared if he selfishly confessed his feelings for the woman, that it would make her feel more pressured to keep the baby, or in a vulnerable state she might feel obligated to say she felt the same way even if it weren’t the case. Too many variables, and too many ways it could go wrong. 

Too much everything. And so, he kept his mouth shut. Scarlett’s reference to the drinks comment earned a laugh from him, unable to hide the crooked smile that twitched his lips. “I mean…you’re not wrong. But still.” Part of him wished that he hadn’t been so wasted that night, so he could remember all of it. Instead, he only had fragments that felt hazy. Bits and pieces, nothing completely concrete. Snap out of it, his brain reprimanded him and he nodded his head quickly at her suggestion, clearing his throat to stop his mind from wandering once more. “Sounds great. What are you in the mood for? I’ll pay, my treat. You know I’m always starving, so that’s perfect,” he said, offering her a smile. “And fresh air will be good, too. Yeah.”  A few minutes later, he’d grabbed his jacket, put his shoes on and when they were both ready, held the door open for her. “After you. Ladies first and all.”

There were so many different scenarios that played through Scarlett's mind. Ones of them keeping the paper, the different relationships that they would end up having, enemies, lovers, friends, every possible one and she wasn't even sure which it would end up being. She knew that he would stand by her side, knew that he would be supportive or else it wouldn't have slept with her to behind with. There were some where she didn't keep the baby and it ended with either things going back to normal or with one of them having regret and blaming the other. There was no winning the battle that was her brain. She was told that she had motherly instincts in her with her interactions with younger kids and it did made her softly smile but overall she wasn't ready. She wanted stability before kids. Knowing that she was with someone and not too scared to run away. She wanted to tell Dougie her true feelings but that would end up complicating things. It would make it harder if something happened to them but she couldn't imagine it... She couldn't imagine them ending things with how strong their friendship was. He was someone who she loved coming home to. Someone who she could laugh with, go on a hike with, put whip cream on his nose and have enjoyment and laughter full the room. ❝ Drinks got us here in the first place... ❞ She stated in a trying to be joking way. ❝ A walk wouldn't be a bad idea, some something to eat on the way? ❞ Normally people would walk away from each other, try to think on their own but she needed her best friend around her.

[cursivebloodlines]

His mum had always told him he’d be a good dad someday. Someday. Dougie just didn’t think that some day would be coming sooner rather than later. He was always praised for having a ‘good head on his shoulders’. A head that screwed with him on a daily basis but at least it was screwed on right. That’s what he was always told. Which irked him in some ways because he did not feel like he had his life together at all. And now they were here – all it took was one instance of not being sensible and careful and now there was a child on the way. But…they could make it work, couldn’t they? Was he deluding himself to believe something that couldn’t be further from the truth? They could make it worth for the sake of the child, if that was something they both settled on deciding. A big if and a big maybe. It was hard to think clearly, the news still fresh and raw to both of them. A brash decision wasn’t one to be made overnight. Scarlett was far more than just a roommate… and clearly, far more than just a best friend. How long would be able to keep his brewing feelings at bay for her, if they decided to go down this road? And if they didn’t, what would that do to their relationship then? So many possibilities, ways it could go wrong… but Dougie was a man of hope. A hope that said: what if they could go right?  Maybe he was just dreaming. Wanting to see the best view. Would it complicate things further if he confessed his feelings for her? Would it make it a bit easier?  Rubbing at his face, so many thoughts came and went. Scarlett’s voice brought him out of his little trance, wherever his mind wandered and his expression softened at her plea. Blue eyes fixated on hers so she knew he was being sincere, he took a step forward and rested a hand on her shoulder, squeezing gently. “I promise you. No matter what happens. You’re stuck with me until you’ve decided you’re sick of me,” he attempted to joke, half a smile etched on his lips in a hopefully assuring manner. Truth was, he was scared shitless, too. But whatever she needed him to be, Dougie would be. Or at the very least, he would try his hardest to be. No matter what – because he loved her, and that’s what you do for those you love. Sighing heavily, he wondered what would make things easier. “We’re not going to solve this overnight,” he pointed out, “Maybe we should sleep on it? Shall we do something to take our mind off of things for a bit? Go out, catch a movie, have dinner, uh – I s’pose drinks are out of the question, um,” he suggested, scratching his head in thought, scrambling to figure out something for them to do. “Or go for a walk. Or anything?”

This wasn't supposed to be the plan. The plan was if she were to have kids it would be with somebody that she loved with her entire heart and soul. Somebody whome she would spend the rest of her life with, not her best friend, not her roommate. Not that she didn't feel something for him. She did, this just kicked everything into high gear. Kicked things to a place that she wasn't mentally prepared for. Neither of them were! He wasn't ready to be what she needed nor was she. They weren't prepared to be parents, they never talked about it and here they were in the tough and tricky situation where they could have a baby. Standing like she was frozen in time she wasn't exactly being fair to Dougie. She was getting angry at him when it wasn't even completely his fault. It was hers too. She could have said no, she could have not kissed him, she could have not taken his clothes off but it was just such a right feeling. Kissing him, having sex. It just frustrated her because with this bomb that went off it wasn't like she could suggest that they could be together. That they just be a family together. The whole thing made her laugh as little as she pushed her fingers up into her hair. ❝ I don't know.. I just... All I need to know is I won't lose you. Ever Dougie. Promise me that if I keep it or terminate? ❞ She longer she waited though she felt like she would end up keeping it, feeling like it would be too late, feeling like she was too invested and connected to their child. ❝ I'm just so lost. ❞

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The more he thought about it, the more it became abundantly clear that neither of them was ready for this. Not that it took a rocket scientist to think that one out. Surely it would be okay, right? Though, Dougie didn't think any words would provide Scarlett with the comfort she needed right at that moment. She wanted an answer, a direction to go down... but he was clueless. This was...new. For both of them. But two heads were better than one, after all, they'd figure it out. Still, it didn't stop him from pacing up and down, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck as he listened to her say what she needed to say. "Yes, we should have... but we weren't. And now..." He trailed off, not needing to elaborate because the reason for this conversation was blatantly obvious. Now they were reaping the consequences. Dougie took one glance at her and noticing the tears building up made his heart physically ache for her. He stopped his pacing, a shaky sigh leaving his lips as he cautiously approached her as though tending to a wounded animal. Slowly, the man reached out for his best friend, to try and assure her they'd work it out... but his previous words from before never seemed to help and he quickly dropped his hand and backed up a bit, providing her with space. "That's not what I'm doing, Scar. Come on; please don't be like this," he protested feebly, anxiously fiddling with his hands. "I'm not trying to put it on you, I just -" So many words on the tip of his tongue but he was holding back in case he slipped. In case he slipped his true feelings for her, that maybe they could do this because he loved her, had been in love with her for god knows how long now but after this revelation there was no way he could bombard her with that too. To scare her off even more. "I don't know what I want either and the reason I said I'll support you whatever we do is because.. you're the one who has to carry a baby around inside your body for nine months. You're the one who has to deal with all the hormones, all the physical changes and I just - that's what I meant. I wasn't trying to force you to make a - a decision." His words came out rushed and rambly, stumbling and stuttering. A pathetic mess, really. And she did have a point, he couldn't deny that. "I don't know but it's not like either of us are in a rush to date other people right now, are we? I know in the future, maybe but..." What was he trying to say? If this had been a different, less fragile situation, he would've jokingly suggested...no, he couldn't. He couldn't go there with her. "How'm I supposed to tell you when I've got no bloody clue either? Right...I think- for now, maybe we should...take a breather. We have time, don't we? To...to decide where we go from here."

Of everybody in the world, of every single person that Scarlett knew, she got pregnant with Dougie's baby. She could have lied and said it wasn't. Could have lied and hide the test more. Could have, could have, could have... There were so many different things that she could have done but she didn't. She was standing in front of her best friend, in front of her roommate confessing the truth to what he'd found. She never imagined that she would be a mother. Never once thought that she would be a parent as she felt anxious about it. She didn't think she would be good enough, that she was worthy of love from such an innocent being or worthy of being loved by somebody else to share the experience with. This was all terrifying. She couldn't be a mother but she couldn't bring herself to go and abort it. ❝ Yes it takes two but I mean I should have been smarter than this. We should have been smarter... ❞ She started as for some reason she felt tears form in her eyes as she did her best to blink them away. This was the thing. She wasn't giving him a choice in a sense. If she kept it than he would be a father. If she aborted it then they would have that looming over both of their heads for the rest of their lives and just move forward, go separate ways even. Shaking her head at him she didn't know what to say. It only made things worse with him giving her the choice. ❝ Don't do that... Don't put this only on me. That's not fair. You need to tell me what you want because I sure don't know! I mean how can two friends just go about and have a baby and just let each other date other people with a child? How can any of this work because I don't know.. I don't know what I want. ❞ Yes she did. Deep down she knew what she wanted. She knew that she wanted the baby. Knew that she wanted Dougie. That was the biggest thing... She wanted him. She started pacing around now as she threw her hands up in the air. ❝ I don't know what to do Dougie and I need you to tell me dammit! You're all I know and have now aside from this baby. ❞

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There were worse things that could have happened. There were worse people either of them could have been with. The situation could be a lot worse. Why was that the simple thought that comforted him? Maybe the news shed Dougie from some of his brain cells. "Yeah, no, I - of course. Sorry, that was such a stupid question," he said with a sigh, rubbing his temples as if it would drill this revelation into his apparently thick skull. If this was how he felt, he couldn't possibly imagine what was running through Scarlett's mind. He was doing his best to keep himself composed which clearly, he wasn't doing a grand job at. So, he could only possibly imagine what was running through her mind. Were they ready to become parents? The idea of kids was always something he wanted in the future but...said future seemed to be coming a lot sooner than he ever imagined. Shit. Brought out of his thoughts when Scarlett spoke again, he nodded slowly as an indicator he was listening but... Confusion slowly spread over his features when she spoke about not having given him a choice, or that it would have been easier if she didn't get pregnant. "I mean, it's not your fault. Takes two to tango," he offered halfheartedly, a nervous laugh escaping him but cut short as soon as he realised. Did he want a baby? Who knew that could be such a loaded question? "Eventually, yeah, maybe... I-I don't know. Never really been in a situation long enough for kids to come up in conversation." Not for a long time, at least. Biting his lip gently, he added, "Do you? You know...whatever happens, Scarlett, I'll have you back whatever you decide... you know? It's... after all, it's you that has to have this child growing inside of you, your body... I understand if that's too... if that's not what you want." Whatever she decided, Dougie vowed to support her. Keeping the baby, not keeping the baby; he wasn't going anywhere. As her best friend, as the father of her baby. "Whatever you want, I promise we can make it work."

What more could she say? None of this should have happened. She should have been smarter, she never should have slept with Dougie to begin with. It was stupid on her part to have gone there but man was it fun. He was good in bed and he helped ease her mind. The fact that they were able to go back to friends after was a miracle in it's own but now though? Now she was carrying a baby. His baby. She always expected that she would either be alone in life without anybody left from her bloodline or happily married before even thinking about kids. Pulling her bottom lip in she nodded her head a little. ❝ I was going to tell you. I just.. needed to wrap my head around it all. ❞ She sighed as she looked back to the test. She wasn't dreaming. It did in fact say positive. ❝ No? Yes? I don't know. ❞ She let out a faint sigh as she still didn't know if she was okay. ❝ I mean yeah, we should talk about it. It's not like I gave you a choice. It would have been easier if i didn't get pregnant. I mean do you even want a baby? ❞ She questioned as she looked to him. She didn't want a life for a baby where the parents weren't together. It wasn't ideal to her. That and it made dating a lot harder saying 'hey I have a baby with my best friend but don't worry, he's just the father and my roommate.'.

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Normally, he was...careful. Not that he was ever the kind of guy who often went around screwing his friends, let alone his best friend and roommate. Maybe he was in denial about his own feelings for the woman, but all it took was one night, too much to drink and there they were. The sound of his name on her lips silenced him, his heart pounding against his ribcage as he stared at her wide-eyed, his mouth agape. "Oh." Then it was like a pin dropped. A couple of seconds, maybe even half a minute, and realisation finally kicked him at full force as though someone had taken a hammer to his brain, and jump-started him. "Oh." He nodded his head at her words, a little too quickly as if it would help the news sink in faster. It didn't. Boy, he needed to catch his breath. "Okay. Right. Okay -" he looked around, albeit unsure what he was looking for. Sure, he wanted kids in the future... with someone he was in a relationship with. There hadn't been anyone for him for a long time either. Maybe there was a reason for that. But maybe, maybe it was better - he would rather be a father to her unborn child than some random idiot she hardly knew. "Were you going to tell me?" Dougie asked quietly, taking a tentative step forward, closer to her. Though he wasn't sure what the answer needed to be. They...definitely had a lot to talk about. "Are you... are you okay?" Of course, she was always his priority, his main concern. "Should...should we talk about this? How do you feel?" He hadn't meant to bombard her. His mind was just running riot, frantic, and he was a master at rambling gibberish anyway, even more so when encountered off guard with a... situation such as this.

This wasn't what Scarlett had planned for in her life. She didn't plan for them to be pregnant, or more herself. She was still trying to register it herself. He was her best friend, her roommate and yes, one night she was feeling down on herself, they had a couple of drinks and here she was with a positive pregnancy test that she threw in the trash. She didn't exactly know what her next steps were going to be, she still felt like she had some time to really process it. She felt sick to her stomach and she wasn't sure if it was the conversation going on or the fact that there was a baby that was growing inside of her womb. ❝ Dougie.. ❞ She spoke in name in a soft town as she couldn't exactly come out and say it. With his questioned and unsure words she had to just come forward. ❝ Yes it's mine... And yes... it's yours. ❞ There hadn't been anybody in years. Not for her, not for a relationship and she didn't do hookups either. It wasn't who she was and when she did she was desperate for something.