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[centurybaby]

SUDDEN MARRIAGE MEME

▌ POST AS YOUR CHARACTER. ▌ ANON GIVES YOU ANOTHER CHARACTER + ONE SCENARIO. ▌ YOUR CHARACTERS ARE NOW MARRIED. ▌ THREAD ACCORDINGLY. SCENARIOS 1. EXPECTING A BABY/ADOPTING A BABY. 2. GETTING A DIVORCE. 3. HONEYMOON. 4. GETTING BACK TOGETHER AFTER SEPARATION. 5. DOMESTIC CUTE TIMES. 6. PILLOW TALK.

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[enigmaestro]

I'm here for you, then. [He leans forward, his hands once more behind his back. His smirk rests over that chin tilt, his eyes glance down in appreciative examination. He knows it must annoy her.

He knows it must remind her.]

You know how I hate being so explicit. [It comes out like a teasing whisper. Of course she knows, they both know. It's something they share.

Deep, intimate knowledge.]

But. I want. You.

[heartlessglitch]

[ and it does, it does annoy and remind her both-- and she's always had such particularly good memory. the annoyance lingers in her face, and she tilts her head up slightly, prideful, eyes narrowed.

it's not what irritates her the most though. that's the visceral reaction, the quickening pulse that she can't help in this form, the vague tension in her lungs at his precise words. emma frost always said that her flaw was wanting to be wanted.

danger exhales. tersely: ]

For what purpose.

[ what's the catch. ]

[enigmaestro]

For completion. [He thinks it sounds poetic.] I want us to be together again, reunited. Two pieces to the puzzle. [Another step closer, another hitched breath. The tension he can feel too, as it illuminates the space between them.

Two beings on a collision course, just in slow emotion. Just in emotional motion.]

Have you not pondered on those variables, in the way that I have? Us, together. Again.

[heartlessglitch]

[ she never stops being suspicious-- she's too analytical not to be, and she's been betrayed by her own naivete more than once-- but she's not refusing outright, not yet, even with the irritation visibly lingering in her body language.

her attention is on him fully, focused, singular, and as heavy as her stare. ]

I dwell on many things, not all of them realistic. [ a slight pause. ] If your objective is genuinely for us to be together, then ask. If not, then you are welcome to seek the exit at your leisure.

[enigmaestro]

[Eddie tilted his head.] Oh, Danger. [It came out nearly like a coo, or perhaps a coup.] You're going to make me say it?

[He reached out again, to stroke at her shoulder. Warm, coaxing flesh. The grin that flickered over his face betrayed his own excitement.]

Okay, then, darling. [A dramatic beat. Eddie always did like his drama.] Won't you have me back?

[heartlessglitch]

[ that question-- as simple as it is-- seems to satisfy her somehow, and if it's meant to be a placating gesture, it works a little, easing some of the irritated tension from the lines of her face. if she doesn't believe his sincerity, at least a part of her must want to, because her answer, when it comes, is simple: ]

Yes.

[ she reaches up to close her fingers around the wrist of the hand touching her shoulder. her grip isn't gentle, a contrast to the passivity of her face and her voice. it's possessive, or threatening, or both. ]

You know I believe in second chances. [ a brief pause. ] But if you hurt me again, I promise that you will regret it.