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[Aidan]

Aidan laughed softly as he stood and dusted off his tight pants and arms, clearing the sand that continued to cling to him. Looking back up at her he grinned, his white teeth nearly perfect as he did so. It was the old grin, the grin he'd always used every time he thought of something that amused him. Resting he hands on his hips his head tilted and his eyes shifted upwards, his thin dark brows moving upwards. "Well, no, not because you left, but that could be part of it. I'm not entirely sure f they even knew how much it effected me. No, its more that the don't think i can be serious, so they will give me crap and tell you to run while you still can." he said with another of those heartbreaking grins before he moved towards her and took both her hands in his and yanked her towards him with a soft laugh. "You've seen first hand that i can be serious, i don't even think i've allowed Pierce that much and i've been friends with him for years." He said smiling, his hazel eyes lowered to meet her own. He leaned forward, pulling her against him before he kissed her lips for the second time, third in all that night, though this one was softer quicker than the previous two. Pulling back he smirked. "Its our secret for a time... i don't want their presence to ruin the rest of our night. they are just as bad as i am." he said, softly chuckling as he pulled away from her but kept one of her hands locked with his, his fingers entwined with her own as he lead her out of the sand and back onto the cement pathway that lead back the way they had come. Aidan tilted his had bak, his hazel eyes peering up towards the star splashed sky that soared high above them, its limits endless, with little explanation on what else lingered beyond what eyes could see. He walked, keeping a straight path as he walked leading them out of the park, yet where beyond there he wasn't entirely sure where to go. "You know, of all placed in this world to be, it is amazing that we, both traveling, ran into each other here... fate always has a plan." he whispered and then moved his head and gaze to look back don at her, that more calm, more happily contented smile spreading across hi face as he watched her with the interest one would give something new, something truly amazing. "Now, where exactly is this place of yours Doll-face?" laughing softly he pulled her closer slipping his arm around her waist, and holding her close. He couldn't wait to get to her place, couldn't wait for them to be able to just, be. It was a wonder they they had pulled trough, for both of them were unbearably stubborn, but held a weakness for each other that h now believed was what ha made this happen, and with the whole fate thing he believed in to. Aidan wondered, for just a few short moments, if he'd been right, if Pierce and Damian hadn't noticed his slight change when he found out that Pandora had split taken off without a second thought. He wondered if they both held some sort of disappointment or anger towards her for her leaving so abruptly. He knew both of them enough to know that they wouldn't be outright mean to her, it was rude and never were they rude to a woman unless she did something to fuck something up horribly, Pandora hadn't done that, it hadn't been that bad now that he had her for himself, had stopped her running. No, they wouldn't be mean, or rude, they would welcome her back, and only give her shit about staying with him, the last responsible of the group. Aidan had a moment of silent amusement at that thought, Pandora picking the most immature of the three. Aidan knew it was Pierce who ha his head on straight, more so than Damian, and a lot more than himself. His thoughts made an abrupt and unexpected turn, thinking back to when Pandora had told him she'd been pregnant. He wondered how he could be even slightly happy about what had happened when it had torn her up. Aidan wasn't ready for children, he knew that, and it would be years before he'd ever be in a state were he could take care of a family, let alone himself and Pandora. Glancing at Pandora he wondered of she really did want children. As much as he didn't want children though, if she did possibly have one, or had had the one she had lost, he would have wanted to be a part of t life, to give it a father however unprepared and frightened at the mere thought. "Do you still want children Pandora? Is it still apart of your dream as it ha been... before?" he asked softly, gently as if he was afraid to bring it back up. It was, however, clear that he was talking not of her recent pregnancy but of her dream when she'd been with the man who'd broken her, who had hurt her o severely that it had forced them into the game of cat and mouse. His head remained bowed, his eyes downcast as he thought of what her answer could be, and unsure if he was thinking the right one or not. Table-Morbid/Graphic-Spirit

[Pandora]

Slender figure fit so easily, almost naturally against Aidan's side when he had pulled her close to him, feeling the soft pressure of his lips against her own. The mere feel of that soft skin against her own seemed to drive her mind into a spiral in every which way, making it hard for her to even think straight. It was still all very surreal with them both having run into each other in a place that was so far from the location they had met, where everything had happened... Gentle smile flickered across her glossed lips at his words, that he had been so open with her, moreso than anybody else besides Pierce in a long time, and maybe not even so much to him. Pandora felt the tumble in her stomach at this thought. It was a huge thing for a lot of people to leave themselves so vulnerable to another human being, especially when having been hurt or otherwise by that person. She could see that now how much it had effected him when she had left when he wouldn't have had any way to stop her or even have a clue as to what had been going on with her. *Aidan...* Pandora let her words trail off, not quite sure what kind of words to use when it came to what he was saying. About being so open and not wanting the rest of their night to be spoiled or ruined by others' presences. It was like a dream, one of those that she could wish would ever happen to her, those exact words. Pausing for a moment, she turned to look up at him, the amber hues of her gaze meeting the hazel colors of his own before she lifted herself slightly up on tiptoe, pressing her lips gently to his own, trying to convey how much his words really meant to her. Swiftly, her slender fingers slipped between his own before his hand slipped around her waist, drawing her petite frame against his own. Yes, fate had a strange way of working itself out, no matter how much you tried to fight it. Hell, she had tried with all that she had to get away from him, to move on with her life and go about her life as she had been for years and years. Yet, somehow that had all changed. Even when they weren't looking for one another anymore, they both ended up in the same place and the same time. It was obvious she should just let things go the way they were meant to at this point, not fight it for now.... *Well, maybe not as much as it had been when I was younger... when my life was still jaded and believing that being a housewife with young children was the perfect life and nothing could go wrong...* Pandora let a soft laugh escape her at this thought. It was ironic really... when she had told herself she would never be a mother and went against anything that could cause such a thing to happen, she had gotten pregnant and all those dreams and wishes had come rushing back to her like they had never left. *I mean, if it were to happen, I wouldn't fight it. I still think children are a blessing, but I am not in a rush or drive to become one anytime soon....* With each passing word, the amber of her gaze had lifted to the starry sky overhead, though she knew exactly where she was going. After a few long moments she slowed her pace, turning down to a small staircase off the street that led to a door down below the height of the sidewalk. Gently withdrawing from him, she pulled a key from a hidden pocket in her tight pants somewhere, unlocking the heavy, dark wood door and pushing it open. Walking into the darkness a couple of feet, she reached along the wall and flicked on the light via a switch near to the front door. The light came on in a soft golden glow. Her place was small, a single bedroom apartment with enough room to keep her comfortable when she was actually home. The decor was in soft shades of browns and golds with a hint of reds here and there in touches like the lamps and random pillows and blankets. All the wood was dark mahogany, the lights along the edges of the ceiling and dimmed to create that surreal and gentle environment, not the stark and uncomfortable lighting a lot of people kept in their homes. *It's not much, but this is home* With a quick glance around, Pandora smiled in contentment at the sight. For years she had lived out of hotel rooms and such, but when she came here, she decided to actually make a home for herself. Partly, it was due to the fact that she was supposed to have a tiny little one to care for and hotels would not have been suitable, but now even though she wasn't in that situation anymore, she was happy with her decision to finally settle down as much as she could. Table-Morbid/Graphic-Spirit

[Aidan]

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[Pandora]

Crimson hair seemed to darken in the dim lighting, the light bringing out the highlights in her hair, the golden hues of her eyes traced with amber, the glossed lips curved into an easy smile. Aidan's words about the apartment being perfect sized for her made her laugh softly, knowing full well how he was referring to how small she was in comparison to him. *I find it perfect for me as well, I like it just fine* A softened laugh escaped her at these words before she heard the click of the door closing along with the kiss he laid upon the side of her head. Her smile stayed in place as she motioned in mthe direction of the kitchen, feeling the faint pull in her stomach. Pandora wasn't sure if it was because of hunger, wasn't sure if she could even eat with all the butterflies and nerves fluttering around in her stomach, but she could humor him and let him do as he wanted. She enjoyed watching him as he did things, even if they were as small as just preparing a meal. Pandora moved with him, linking her fingers around his hand as she was pulled into the kitchen before he went on his own to rummage around in her cupboards. Thank goodness she had just gone shopping the night before as they had been bare. *Well thank you Aidan, glad I have your approval of where I have chosen to live* With a faint roll of her eyes, she pulled down two wineglasses along with a bottle of red wine from the fridge that she opened up, pouring some into the two glasses. Hopefully, this would calm her nerves, she thought to herself as she handed one of the glasses over to him, taking a small sip from her own. *So, what are you making?* Aidan had never cooked for her before, hell, she had never even known he knew how... Table-Morbid/Graphic-Spirit

[Aidan]

Aidan grinned as he paused and looked back at her. “That all depends darling, on weather or not you have the right stuff to make what I have in mind.” He said before turning back around and continuing his raid in search for food. He removed a pack of Linguini noodles before moving over to the fridge and raiding it for a few different kinds of cheese and garlic. Then he went about searching for broccoli. When he was done he began the search for everything he needed, not once asking for the directions he so clearly needed as it took longer for him to find everything than it would have been able to ask. Guys and directions. “Your welcome, but still, I think the place needs to be a tad bigger, to accommodate me after all.” He said with that cocky grin of his as he went about making food. It wasn’t often that Aidan cooked, for as much as he loved Italian food he craved American food, much like some Americans craved Italian food. Yet he did enjoy making food when he wanted it, and what he usually made wasn’t half bad either. Laughing softly he looked at her and took the glass she offered before taking a thoughtful sip of the wine, tasting it before he decided to speak. “Since I’m making dinner, you get the honorable task of making breakfast, tomorrow, at whatever time we decide to get up.” He said with a wave of his hand as he set the glass down and went about making their dinner. Aidan moved around the kitchen for nearly half an hour before the food was nearly finished. Making fettuccini fresh, from scratch, was far better than pouring a jar into a sauce pan, which tasted good, but it would never be the best. “Alright, go sit your skinny ass down and I will bring you your food, don’t forget the wine, I think that bottle will be finished off soon enough” he said grinning at her as he shoed her out of the kitchen After a few more minutes Aidan came out with their plates and set hers down in front of her before taking his own seat next to hers. “I don’t cook often… okay, I rarely even cook at all, so enjoy this while you have the chance.” He said with a teasing wink before he took the first bite and finished it off with a sip of wine. Taking a look around the apartment Aidan smirked before setting his hazel eyes upon her tiny form. “So, how many pockets did it take to pick for you to get this place?” he teased with another of those heart stopping grins before he broke out into soft laughter. Table-Morbid/Graphic-Spirit

[Pandora]

Pandora leaned against the door frame that lead to the kitchen, crossing one arm over her chest, her other hand elegantly grasped around the stem of her wineglass, the red liquid within reaching about halfway up the deep dome as she lifted the rim to her lips, taking a sip as her amber gaze watched his figure move about the kitchen as he tried to find ingredients and cooking utensils. *Ah, so I see you are still as cocky as ever.. thinking you are going to manage to wake up in my bed tomorrow morning, huh?* Pandora smirked at this thought, laughing softly under her breath with a slight roll of her eyes. With his second set of words to go sit down, she reached over to the counter, picking up the half empty bottle of wine and turning, walking into the small dining nook that had been built into the apartment. It was like a little block of the wall had been pushed back, the edge of it ran with a bench like a restaurant booth with a table in the center and a single chair on the free edge. Pandora moved the free chair away with the curve of her hip until it was against the wall, setting the bottle of wine down on the table and scooting in to sit down as he set the food down on the table, dishing herself up her own small portion. Taking a spin of her fork, she lifted a bit of the pasta to her lips, taking a bite and staying silent for a few long moments as the flavors of the pasta melted over her tongue. Closing her eyes, she set her fork down for a moment as if she would get a better taste of the food before she looked back over at him with a faint smirk. *It's a shame Aidan.. this is amazing* Lifting her glass of wine, she washed the rich cream of the pasta down with a few small sips before setting the glass back down on the table. *So tell me.. what have you and the boys been up to? Anything exciting while out on the road?* Table-Morbid/Graphic-Spirit