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vgrace-19 · 2 days

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Blush practice on best boi <3

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vgrace-19 · 1 month

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Zoe's first day on the job.

Was interesting.... To say the least.

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vgrace-19 · 2 months

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Off-The-Clock.

A Blackhat and Whitehat drabble.

Words: 869

After a long day of overseeing her charity organization, Whitehat likes to relax and recharge by sinking into her cozy sofa. She finds solace in escaping into the pages of a timeless classic, losing herself in the vivid imagery and captivating plot. This simple yet fulfilling routine helps her rejuvenate and prepare for the next day's challenges.

In front of her, a gruff voice sneers, " Romeo and Juliet? Really?" The tone is laced with sarcasm as a familiar chill washes over her.

As the voice broke the silence, the woman remained unfazed and responded with a nonchalant "Hm." She acknowledged the presence of someone else in the room by shifting her legs slightly to make room for her uninvited guest. However, her eyes remained fixated on the book she held, indicating her undivided attention to the book instead.

With a disapproving tone and a hint of sarcasm and disgust, Blackhat commented while walking towards the couch, "I see you haven't completely strayed from ridiculous literature."

After making the comment, he took a seat on the couch. His trench coat was removed, his tie was undone, and his sleeves were rolled up, giving the impression that he was also off the clock from a long and tiring day of running his respective organization. In his hand, he delicately held a glass of his whisky.

"So nice of you to join me, Blackhat," she said, her voice smooth and mellifluous in contrast to his. Casually placing her slender legs over his lap and leaning against his chest as if it were a usual routine, an odd sight for being 'enemies'. With an unflustered glint in her eyes, she continued to engross herself in the book without paying any heed to her guest's opinion. Blackhat says nothing about the gesture as he runs his fingers through her hair.

Despite her visitor's annoyance, she flips through the pages and chuckles. "Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet is a timeless and remarkable tale."

As Whitehat raved about the brilliance of Shakespeare's work, Blackhat cut her off with a scoff and a dismissive wave of his hand. "It's a bore," he declared, his contempt for the Bard's writing evident. He absently swirled the amber liquid in his glass.

As Blackhat glanced over her shoulder. "You said you liked it," Whitehat said, looking up from the page and then at Blackhat. Her eyes sparkled with amusement, and her lips quirked up at the corners in a playful smile. Clearly, the woman was enjoying the exchange, and Blackhat couldn't help but feel a bit intrigued and annoyed by the playful demeanor she was so known for, regardless of the topic.

Although Whitehat's statement holds some truth, it is only partially true. The record states that Blackhat only liked the tragic tale because the demise of the two idiotic protagonists directly resulted from their naivety and foolhardiness in pursuing an idealized notion of love. Blackhat laughed when he first read the book. Still, he finds the characters' actions pathetic and misguided attempt at a romantic endeavor.

The man scoffed with annoyance as he clarified, "The only part I found amusing was when the two idiots met their deaths." His eyes narrowed as he glared at Whitehat, emphasizing his point. "Initially, I found their deaths amusing, but now it just lost its charm." He sipped from his glass and leaned against the couch's soft cushions.

The woman's eyes rolled upwards in a gesture of exasperation. "This is a tragic love story, Blackhat." She reminded him, her tone was flat and devoid of emotion as she spoke with a hint of resignation.

"Your point?" he challenged, raising his eyebrow at her.

Whitehat sighed, realizing arguing with Blackhat was futile at the matter. She shook her head, returning to her book but struggling to remember where she left. "Wait, what part was I?"

The bloke seeing Juliet at the ball." He answers as he leans back on the plush couch and takes another sip from his glass filled with amber-colored whiskey. The whiskey felt warm as it trickled down his throat, giving him a sense of tolerance for conversation regarding the tacky novel. Absentmindedly, stroking through her platinum-white hair with his leather glove. The soft strands felt like silk in his hand.

Whitehat's lips curved upwards she glanced towards him. "Looks like someone's paying attention~" she teased.

Blackhat responded with a smirk, his amusement evident as he leaned in closer to her. "I couldn't possibly miss out on such stupidity, my dear," he said with a hint of playfulness.

Whitehat shakes her head at him; his harsh and sarcastic comments do nothing to dampen her reading time. She can tell he's trying to get a rise out of her, but she refuses to engage. Instead, she shakes her head and returns to her book, using his harsh comments as a white noise to help her focus. After a moment, she felt him lean in close, his chest against her back, and she couldn't help but lean into him. Despite his annoying behavior, something about his presence is comforting, although irritating that she can lose herself in her reading once again.