Kingsleys Smirk Widens As He Leans Against The Counter, Clearly Enjoying The Back And Forth. " I Suppose

kingsley’s smirk widens as he leans against the counter, clearly enjoying the back and forth. " i suppose i’ll have to work hard to disprove those rumours then, won't i ? " he teases, tone light and playful. " well, you're the guest, so the choice is yours. you've got limited options, though. " he moves around the kitchen, peaking into the fridge and cupboards. " we've got fresh bread, eggs, bacon, some avocado. i think i might even have some pancake mix around here somewhere. " there's a hint of mischief in his eyes as he glances over his shoulder at the other male, waits for an answer. " what'll it be, sunshine ? "

his hands wrap around the mug passed to him. "i think i may be able to handle you long enough for breakfast. i'll still spread the rumors about you being a bad host though." he teased, small smirk on the corner of his lips. this wasn't something that happened a lot for him. whether it was coming over here or bringing someone home, most of the time someone was making quick exit. there was no time for conversations or pleasantries, let alone breakfast. rhodes took a sip from the mug, soft hum leaving his lips before he placed the mug back down. "what are we making ??"

closed ft. @delightfms

" i'm trying to decide if i want this to be a standard cup of coffee or if i want someone to have accidentally poured half a bottle of whiskey into it, " ponders with a sardonic smile, sporting a very obvious hangover. kai takes a tentative sip and his expression falls from hopeful to disappointed. " well, look at that. guess i'm soberin' up. people in this town are no fun. "

nova smiles softly, eyes scanning the spread in front of her, clearly impressed. “ i have to say, this is really impressive. did someone teach you to cook like this, or is it just another natural given talent ? ” the question is asked with a playful tone. as she reaches for the beansprouts, nova takes in a slow breath, grounding herself in the moment, aware of the faint hum of nerves that still linger in the background when food is involved. but instead of avoidance, she lets herself appreciate the colours and textures— the effort miles put into preparing the meal. " honest reviews only, " she hums, pretending to think it over. nova is a sweet girl for the most part, but she can be critical. sometimes overly so. doesn't shy away from pointing out where things could be improved. however here she finds no faults. " it's a little annoying that i don't have a single criticism. it really is just that good. remind me to never get into a cook-off with you, i don't lose well. "

𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆, open starter location: coral cove, apt. 4a / time: 6 p.m. context: after university, miles stayed in california to pursue baseball professionally. it's been around two (2) months since his return to palmview.

“ thanks for making the time, it's been a minute since i've really been able to cook something homemade.  ”  while he missed his family's cooking, miles was sure he mastered all the comfort foods he could remember from his childhood. being away from home for so long was difficult and being away from everyone he knew growing up was harder.  “ here, have some more of this.   ”  he stirs a spoon to mix the egg with the tofu soup.  “ hope you're hungry—and i take all reviews. ”  he raises a hand over his heart and dips his head in a small bow. between them, there's a spread of sides that included beansprouts and fishcakes amongst other smaller plates.

it's the only time you'll witness him be fully quiet, deeply engrossed in what he's doing. art truly his saving grace over the years, an outlet for his thoughts, emotions. it's been nice to find a friend with a similar interest. it's comfortable here with ronnie. her words filter in and he blinks, eyes feeling a little fuzzy. " i don't know if it's the hunger that's making me feel a little light-headed, or the fact i've been holding in a pee for at least the last hour, " he muses, and when he finally glances across at her, he's nodding. " yeah, yep . . . a break feels very necessary. you wanna order some food ? i'm so hungry even the paints starting to look edible. "

@dreamerfms // ronnie's loft

splatters of paint covered her hands, the apron around ronnie's waist giving little refuge from the canvas in front of her. the break in concentration reminded her of ace's presence in the room, head shooting up to make sure he hadn't left. "how's it goin over there ?" she called out, hoping the distraction would be welcome. long nights were common for these two, enabling each other to work until their hands couldn't take it any longer. "maybe we should take a break. i almost forgot i was a person for a second there."

the comment causes her grin to widen, a true sense of warmth. " well, at this rate it seems like my soulmate might not come until my next lifetime, so if that's the case marrying my platonic one seems like the only suitable option. " besides, she really wouldn't mind spending the rest of her life with poppy by her side— plans to do so anyway, with or without marriage. " right ? so soft, i need it. which colour would you want ? they have black, oyster— which is really more of a subtle pink, very chic— navy, caramel or ivory, though i'll be honest the ivory is very much giving bride-to-be vibes. probably not the best choice for avid red wine drinkers. " noa sits on her knees on the bed, opens up the lid of the skincare tub, gently scoops some of the mask onto the brush. when poppy's words sink in, her eyes gloss over, lip slightly pouted. " poppy, " her voice is soft, emotion clear. " it's eight in the morning, why are you trying to make me cry ? " teases, begins to put the mask onto the others skin. " i'm thankful for you too. sometimes i think knowing i'm coming back here to you is the only thing that stops me from having, like, fifty breakdowns per day. let's promise, right here and now, to never, ever, let anything come between us, okay ? also, don't be alarmed if your face tingles a little. it happened to me when i first used it too. but the next day ? glow like you've never seen before. totally worth it. "

poppy watched noa spring into action, soft smile on her lips. "i'd marry you if you'd let me." she teased, sitting up a little straighter as noa gathered all of the necessities. "no i was literally looking at those during my usual nightly doomscroll.. they look so fucking comfy." the redhead hums softly as she takes a sip of her coffee, grabbing the headband from the other as she comes back over. its their usual routine and she absolutely loves it. she doesn't know how she did without noa. the two meshed so quickly right away and it really made poppy feel like she actually had a sister. slipping the headband on, she grinned brightly at the other. "hey, im thankful for you. know that ?? and not just for your amazing skincare assistance.. im thankful i've got the most amazing best friend ever."

noa glances at the phone screen, tries to read what it says but she’s too focused on listening. struggles to fully relate because she hasn’t ever indulged in casual sex. she’s only ever been intimate with past partners. “ okay, but there’s nothing wrong with being a bouncer. it’s an honest living. i mean, don’t get me wrong, definitely not what i envision for my future partner, but at the end of the day the rich ceo could be a total asshole and the bouncer, or . . . whatever, could be the one who pays attention, you know ? but i also think if he was meant for you, you’d know. can’t force the spark. as long as everyone is honest, no one gets hurt. ”

"Of course he did. It's me. He's practically begging for my attention. Hasn't stopped texting me," she admitted, holding up her phone as yet another text came in. "But I haven't decided if he's worth my time yet. I mean, the sex was great and he's hot and all, but I don't see myself with a bouncer. He might be fun for a few more rounds, but I don't want to make him too attached to me."