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sergio.

         two  weeks  had  gone  by  since  natalia  had  spent  the  night.  a  painful  reminder  of  what  they  no  longer  had.  her  scent  lingered  on  the  couch  for  days,  needing  to  get  her  out  of  his  mind  he  found  himself  under  another  girl.  familiar  features  and  hair.  it  wasn’t  her  but  damn  close.  the  lookalike  tried  to  spend  the  night  the  last  few  days,  which  he  wasn’t  having,  but  after  a  drunken  night  in  the  club  he  couldn’t  let  her  drive  home  this  particular  night.  he  gave  her  access  to  his  closet,  allowing  her  to  pick  a  shirt,  as  he  stepped  out  fresh  from  his  shower.  wrapping  a  towel  around  his  waist,  he  heard  the  voice.  stopping  to  make  sure  he  wasn’t  hearing  things..  as  he  rounded  the  corner,  he  almost  crashed  into  her.  “  talia?  ”  his  brows  furrowing,  forgetting  she  had  a  key.  “  what  are  —  ”  not  able  to  finish  his  sentence  as  the  other  girl  rounded  the  opposite  corner.  shit.  he  meant  pick  any  shirt  BUT  that  one.  “  hey  —  hey.  ”  one  had  holding  up  his  towel  while  the  other   reached  for  talia’s  arm.  “  you  don’t  have  to  leave.  ”  trying  to  stop  her,  as  he  tried  to  also  keep  an  eye  on  the  other  girl.  

kicking  herself  for  not  spending  him  a  text  that  she  was  coming  over.  this  is  exactly  what  she  didn't  need  after  the  night  she  had  had.  gazed  back  to  him  as  he  grabs  her  arm,  immediately  shaking  her  arm  some  to  get  free  from  his  grip.  "you've  got  company,  sergio.  i  can  leave."  this  is  when  she  actually  got  a  good  look  at  the  femme  that  had  been  there.  was  taking  in  her  similaries  of  her  features  when  her  eyes  wandered  to  the  shirt  that  she  was  wearing.  heart  dropped  as  she  saw  it.  "yeah,  thinking  about  it  more,  i  do  have  to  go."  bringing  her  hand  up  to  rub  her  arm  that  was  probably  already  bruised  from  her  boyfriend  earlier.  "just  let  me  know  if  you  find  me  in  her,  alright?"  didn't  care  if  the  other  woman  could  hear  what  she  saying.  

sergio.

           “  why  would  I  do  that?  ”  eyes  dropping,  watching  their  thighs  only  inches  apart.  shifting  slightly,  to  close  the  space  ..  an  easy  accident  if  you  asked  him.  a  chill  from  the  single  touch  alone.  he  settled,  as  his  shoulder  leaned  towards  her  body  more.  “  show  off  for  me  ?  i  was  the  one  trying  to  impress  him.  ”  without  a  true  father  of  his  own,  talia’s  dad  became  the  next  best  thing.  though  he  was  dating  his  daughter,  her  dad  respected  him  along  as  sergio  respected  talia.  his  hear  pulled  a  bit  at  her  comment.  he  not  only  fucked  his  relationship  up  with  her,  but  her  parents.  “  i  miss  them  too..  ”  he  left  it  that,  resisting  to  let  her  know  he’d  give  them  a  call.  

TIME SKIP

finding  herself  in  her  car  driving  towards  his  place  yet  again  after  another  fight  gone  wrong  with  her  boyfriend.  he  was  seeming  to  show  his  true  side  to  her  the  longer  time  they  were  together.  didn't  even  think  to  text  him  about  coming  over  but  rather  just  showed  up.  letting  herself  in  with  the  spare  key,  she  walked  into  his  loft.  no  tears  this  time  as  she  entered,  rather  just  anger  and  frustration  that  oliver  thought  what  he  was  doing  was  okay.  "gio?"  called  out  into  the  place  as  she  started  walking  through  it  trying  to  find  him.  "he  fucking  did  it  again.  well  actually  it  was...oh,"  stopped  her  sentence  and  body  as  she  realized  he  had  a  girl  over.  some  jealously  flooded  into  her  body.  "okay,  never  mind."  turning  her  body  to  walk  back  out  the  door.  

sergio.

                 red  hues  against  her  skin  caused  him  to  smirk.  his  own  eyes  meeting  the  ground  for  a  moment,  wanting  to  pat  himself  on  the  back  for  the  small  feat.  a  sign  he  wasn’t  making  things  up  in  his  head,  deciding  not  to  comment  it  on  it,  making  a  mental  note.  “  consider  it,  your  personal  shirt  when  you’re  here.  ”  the  realization  that  she  inferred  she’d  be  around  more,  causing  his  own  cheeks  to  turn  a  tinge  of  red.  a  slight  reminder  of  what  they  could  have  had,  if  she  had  only  waited..  he  sighed,  thinking  back  to  one  of  the  last  times  they  were  together.  “  uh,  i  think  it  was  a  barbecue  at  your  parents..  ”  a  comfortable  smile,  his  body  aimlessly  scooting  closer.  his  forearm  right  at  her  back.  “  i  think  your  dad  tried  to  shot  gun  a  beer.  ”  laughter  falling  from  his  lips,  wishing  he  could  go  back  and  change  it  all.    

knew  that  he  could  see  the  rosiness  in  her  cheeks.  thankful  that  he  decided  against  commenting  on  it.  not  that  she  could  even  deny  it  happening,  she  just  knew  it  wasn't  a  great  look.  she  was  in  a  relationship  afterall.  "secretly,  i  thought  you  had  gotten  rid  of  it  and  it  made  me  sad."  it  was  one  thing  she  wished  she  had  grabbed  before  he  had  to  go  away.  of  course,  she  had  some  of  his  other  clothing  pieces  but  nothing  compared  to  the  tee  she  was  wearing  now.  mind  flashed  back  to  the  day  he  was  talking  about,  a  smile  grew  across  her  features.  "he  was  just  trying  to  show  off  since  you  were  there,"  giggled,  shaking  her  head.  "they  miss  you,"  admitted  softly  as  she  moved  slightly  towards  him,  their  thighs  barely  touching.  some  butterflies  flew  in  her  stomach,  almost  reminded  her  of  one  of  the  first  times  they  hung  out  and  still  weren't  quite  yet  comfortable  to  just  cuddle  into  each  other.  

sergio.

     he  would  never  leave.  bonded  to  her  for  life,  no  matter  how  hard  he  tried  he  had  a  feeling  she  would  always  be  in  his  life.  he  could  twist  and  turn  as  much  as  he  liked;  forever  wrapped  around  her  finger.  as  she  changed,  he  grabbed  her  a  bottle  of  water,  before  sneaking  a  shot  of  his  own.  hoping  It  would  push  his  feelings  aside.  she  needed  a  friend,  and  he  didn’t  want  to  take  advantage  of  that.  he  settled  back  into  the  couch,  letting  whatever  late  night  comedy  play,  when  she  re-emerged.  a  smile  instantly  plastered  against  his  face.  “  you  could  wear  a  trash  bag  and  be  fashion  week  ready…  you’re  beautiful..  ”  he  cleared  his  throat  suddenly  realizing  what  he  said.  “  you  uh  —  you  can  keep  it  if  you  want.  ”  tying  to  quickly  change  the  subject.  “  looks  way  better  on  you  anyways.  ”  positioning  himself  so  she  can  sit  beside  him.  

his  compliment  didn't  go  unnoticed.  gaze  looked  anywhere  else  but  him  as  she  felt  her  cheeks  start  to  get  rosy  red.  hated  that  he  still  had  this  effect  on  her  even  with  something  as  small  as  calling  her  beautiful.  it  was  as  if  it  showed  how  much  that  she  still  felt  for  the  hommes.  that  the  love  she  tried  to  so  desperately  act  like  it  wasn't  there  was  screaming  at  her.  but  yet,  it  scared  her  more  than  anything.  the  idea  of  getting  back  with  him,  getting  hurt  again  or  worse,  him  being  sent  away  again.  shaking  her  head  as  she  tried  to  push  those  thoughts  away  and  focus  on  the  now  but  also  to  respond  to  what  he  said.  "i  like  it  better  when  it's  here."  not  that  she  didn't  want  his  shirt  but  rather,  she  loved  wearing  that  shirt  whenever  she  stayed  with  him.  it  was  almost  her  way  of  saying  that  they  would  be  spending  more  time  together,  hell  maybe  even  more  nights  together.  "i  don't  know  the  last  time  i  saw  you  wear  this  shirt,"  giggled  as  she  took  a  seat  next  to  him.  this  time,  she  allowed  for  there  to  be  some  space  between.  

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“Persephone climbed into her husband’s lap as if it were her throne, as if she never sat anywhere else. Hades, stiff and frightening to eyes of others, let the flower goddess run her fingers through his hair like any love drunk young man tasting the nectar of a woman’s love for the first time. To the world he was an unyielding and merciless king, but for her he was vulnerable and tender.”

— “Sundown,” Chapter 11 (via thesupersass)

"Love Lyrics" from Love Poems of Ancient Egypt, tr. by Ezra pound and Noel Stock

[Text ID: "And when she parts her lips to kiss / My head is light, I am drunk without beer."]

“Are you there?” she whispered quietly into the phone. Pause. “Yeah.” “Say something, please.” “Say what?” he replied. “Anything. That you miss me. That you miss me like I miss you.” He inhaled quietly, “Of course. Of course I miss you. I miss you so much that it hurts me every day.”

— A.M.// I miss you phone call (via tullipsink)