#i love them skskkdk

[lovecharged]

"good friend, yeah…" she agrees, attempts to disguise her disappointment over the word being used. it felt almost purposeful, as if a part of him was privy to the knowledge of her inappropriate feelings, embarrassed tears threatening to fill her eyes; aching behind them. "you're a very good friend, abel. the best i've ever had." she means that and she appreciates that that's all they'd ever be. having that itself made her a very lucky woman, though she kicked herself for wanting more when he would most undoubtedly rather be with a woman far closer to his age. "do you think all forty year old women know the ins and outs of the perfect wine combinations?" a brow is cocked, feigning offence, attempting to distract her wicked brain from it's ridiculous disappointment. "i'm not sure, my usual go to with everything is chardonnay or pinot grigio." what had occurred before has almost left her entirely, despite the slight shake in her limbs that remains. she's more focused now on forcing her feelings back, aware that her current state of mind could easily have her ruining everything between them. that was something she couldn't stand the thought of. that was something she couldn't even fathom surviving.

making peace with kinsley going on this date had been hard enough, having convinced himself after a lot of agonizing that she was better off investing her time in people closer to her age and levels of success. now that this had happened, abel was plagued once more with the very idiotic desire to speak up about his feelings for her. the moment even felt right, like a moment of movie magic as they gazed into each other's eyes with obvious affection gleaming between them. yet he refrained, using his last drop of self-control, smile blooming onto his maw that shone bright under the lights of the night posts. "i don't know about all of that," he attempted to be dismissive of her praise, shoulders shrugging even as his grin only continued to grow and bloom. "i just did what any good friend would do." friend. a verbal reminder to himself of all that he could be to her. keeping her tucked close as she latched their arms together, he continued down the path toward their neighborhood. "it's really the best way to salvage a saturday night. so i know nothing about wine...is there any particular kind that goes better with pizza or...?" he kept the conversation flowing, wanting to leave what had just transpired behind them.

[seungchanie]

Just normal Christmas things, ugly sweaters and ot9 family reunions. Happy Christmas everyone!☃️