Two Cups Are Placed Onto The Island, Steaming Hot As He Looks Up, Subtle Smirk Taking Shape When He Notices

two cups are placed onto the island, steaming hot as he looks up, subtle smirk taking shape when he notices rhodes has finally made it to the kitchen. " look at you, making it all the way in here without a map, " can't help but to poke, tease. waking up together is something that seems to be becoming a frequent affair, but this ? this is new. typically there is no conversation, no lingering around. it feels like foreign territory. kingsley slides one of the coffee cups towards the other before taking a leisurely sip of his own. " so, you think you can handle my company long enough for some breakfast ? i’d hate for you to spread rumours that I’m a bad host just because i let you leave here hungry. "

rhodes was almost embarrassed with how quickly he started to lean in as the other did. "mm nope, i figured you could make it for me considering i put in a ton of effort." he teased, shrugging his shoulders. the male watched as the other exit the room. he sighed, grabbing the shirt and slipping it on. slowly but surely, rhodes pushed himself out of bed and made his way to the kitchen. it would probably push him over the edge to admit that he kinda liked whatever the two had going on. king's smugness drove rhodes absolutely nuts, but no matter how hard he tried, and it wasn't super hard, they always ended up in the same bed.

Brooklyn Nine-Nine (2013 - 2021) I 2.20

noa's smile turns into a grimace the moment he places the cigarette between his lips, hand waving in front of her face dramatically before any smoke is created. " ugh, seriously ? at least wait until i'm out if the vicinity. i don't want to be infected by your second-hand smoke, thank you very much. " the brunette takes a quick step back, fixing her outfit before she composes herself once again. just because he smoked didn't mean he was undeserving of love. someone out there wouldn't hate it, that she's sure of. " well, the rockstar appeal can also attract the wrong kind of people. that's where i come in. this is one of those situations where you'd just have to trust me. i can't give away my secrets. "

"ouch," leon chuckles when the other says they're not interested in him. it doesn't hurt too much. "a matchmaker? what do you do?" he wonders. he has been looking to date. or at least hook up. the whole thing with his ex is still on his mind and he wants -needs- to forget about her. it's too painful. "i guess it's the rockstar appeal," the blond teases as he pulls a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and brings one to his lips. "i do like to think i'm not an asshole, i try really hard. but there are people out there that ... you know."

she's on it, quick and efficient as always. gracefully pushing up onto her knees as she turns to poppy. " okay, let me get a good look at you. " perfect, she thinks. because how could her best friend be anything but ? " well i see no improvements to be made, but . . . a little vitamin c never hurt anyone. let's get our glow on. but remember, " she adds, voice slightly stern, " do not forget to put on your spf. we don't want to age prematurely. " in the blink of an eye she's on her feet, doesn't take her long at all to locate all the things she needs, from a headband to a brush to the face mask itself. so perfectly organized she knows where everything is kept. an enthusiastic gasp escapes her as she turns back, her eyes gleaming with excitement. " oh my god, let me, please. i've been eyeing up the olivia von halle silksatin pyjamas for so long, this feels like the perfect excuse. "

"i am most definitely begging you for a self-care day, bestie." poppy hummed, slumping down in noa's bed. she hummed, taking in the room. she always loved how aesthetically pleasing her roommate was. everything was organized and lovely just like her. she could've sworn the sun even shown brighter and warmer in there. you took a look in the other's room and while organized, it was not as pretty as this one. noa's room always brought a type of comfort to poppy just like her best friend did. "hmm i will let you take a look at my very tired face and tell me what i need." she laughed, shrugging her shoulders. "i also think we need new matching pjs." she stated. "so i will be ordering some later. can't tell me no, its a must."

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" no, come on, just indulge me for half a second, " there's an edge of excitement, pencils coming to a halt as he glances across at them. " if you were a superhero, or even an anti-hero, what's the one superpower you'd choose ? " closed ft. @delightfms