Noa: Omg Finally !!! Noa: Honestly, Lottie, What Took You So Long ? Noa: I'm On It. I'll Pick Out All

noa: omg finally !!! noa: honestly, lottie, what took you so long ? noa: i'm on it. i'll pick out all my best clients just for you 💞

imessage: matchmaker matchmaker

lottie: noa ? lottie: what would you say if i asked you to set me up ?? lottie: as a hypothetical of course @dreamerfms

noa opens her mouth to respond, then quickly stops herself. there's a slight air of confusion that surrounds the brunette who usually has a much easier time brushing people off. typically by this point someone would give up— one long-winded explanation was usually all it took. yet he's still asking, looking at her like he finds the whole thing amusing. she can't help but to find his teasing grin a little disarming. " you think my plans are perfect ? " is the first question to come, and it's totally not the point of the conversation, yet the words alone help lower the guard she has up. even if it wasn't meant that way. " fine, " she breathes out, corrects her posture as she flips long curls behind her shoulder, an attempt to distract from the fact she's slightly flustered. noa braunstein doesn't do flustered. " one dance. but you better not have two left feet because if you scuff my shoes, i won't be happy about it. they're jimmy choo's. " because of course, just like everything else, she already has her outfit planned to the last accessory. it's then she realizes her gaze has softened, smile warm. as if to conceal it, she's straight back into work-mode. " and if you make me miss anything important— anything at all— don’t blame me when your desirability score plummets and no one else wants to dance with you again. like ever. "

a grin takes hold of his lips , leaning back a bit as he watches noa go through her detailed explanation . his eyes gleam with amusement , arms crossing over his chest as he lets her words wash over him . he doesn’t interrupt — just lets her ramble , the corners of his lips quirking up the more she talks . when she finally stops , offering that polite smile , he chuckles softly , shaking his head . " you really think i’m gonna let you off that easy ? " his drawl is smooth , teasing as he raised an eyebrow , the corners of his lips curling into a teasing grin . “ sure , you’ve got charts and compatibility scores , and i get it , the whole world’s gonna be on your shoulders that night . but, imagine this — just one dance , no spreadsheets , no body language analysis . just you and me , lost in a moment that doesn’t fit into your perfect plan . what do you say ? ” dax’s gaze softened , a sincere look peeking through his playful exterior . “ i promise , it’ll be quick . i’ll even let you pick the song , so it’s not like we’re taking too much time out of your busy schedule . what do you say , noa ? give it a shot — just this once ? ”

" sure they are, " ace retorts, like he's so certain of it, when in fact he's far from it. " i mean, what if you need to go out of town for weeks on end and you need someone to water it ? that's where i come in. if i have to do it for someone else, i'm sure i'd do a better job of it. " maybe. truthfully, it would probably still slip his mind. the mention of pets soon has his smile growing, genuine interest. while dogs are his favourite, he's a fan of pets in general. though he's never been able to quite understand anyone who chose cats over dogs. " oh, yeah. for sure. but now you have to tell me, what pets do you have ? "

officially stress free? if only she knew what that feeling was like in other aspects of her own life. a plant? well, that she was able to handle at least. " well, you know what? then i'm happy to be able to take it right off of your hands for you. it seemed to really stress you out! remind everyone you know to never get you any plants. " she playfully teased. " a plant mom now? well, thank you for such a great honor. i promise to do my best to take care of it. " the blonde playfully shook her head. " honestly, i don't think plant sitters are actually a thing... like at all. but if i ever need someone to watch my pets, then i can let you know! think that's something you'd be able to handle or? "

there's fun in messing up. the idea feels foreign and it's not because she can't have fun, it's because messing up has never been much of an option for her. her instinct is to scoff, to brush it off with somewhat faux confidence she always carries, but there’s a softness in his tone that almost tempts her. but she knows herself, knows she's the type of person who would drive herself insane trying to fix every little mistake. perfect, the word rings in her mind, mothers voice stern and sharp. always perfect. " what, you don't think i could ? " raises a perfectly sculpted brow, playful smirk etching onto mouth. but it's there, behind her gaze, a competitive spark like no other. a fire that burns bright. " swimming is, what ? mostly good breathing, coordination and core strength ? i've already got all three of those. but i'll humour you, just this once, " she adds, an air of teasing. for someone who's never attempted to swim, she's sure got a lot of faith in herself. " how about you tell me what to do, and we'll see how well i can execute it ? "

he leans back with a slow , lazy grin , the kind that seems to say he's already seen through her words , but he’s willing to play along . his eyes spark with a mix of curiosity and amusement , and his drawl adds a casual warmth to his response . “ now , see , that sounds like a challenge . and i never could back down from a good one . ” he watches her , noticing the tension she carries , the weight of always needing to be perfect . “ difficult student or not , darlin’ , i reckon you’d surprise yourself . ” he tilts his head , eyes narrowing just a little as he studies her with that easygoing charm of his . “ overtake me , huh ? i’d like to see you try . but maybe... just maybe , you don't always have to be the best at everything. there’s fun in messing up sometimes . ”

What? Why are you staring at me like that? You're so short. You insulted me with three little words. You're so cruel. That's how big your uniform was when we started high school, right? I had to fold my sleeves twice and my skirt three times. Jeez, my mom sure did dream big.

in life, there's people that linger for only a short time, that are only meant to be a moment in time. then there's people who stay, who mean something even when time and distance changes things. for kyro, that's celeste. there will never be a time he thinks of her as just his ex-girlfriends. she's his friend, a constant. someone he'll forever make an effort to keep in his life in any way he can. so when there was an offer of dinner, there was no way he was turning it down. she opens the door and she's smiling and he barley has a minute to process as she ushers him inside. a wide grin soon tugs at his lips, eyes crinkled with softness. " smells amazing in here, " he states cheerfully. it feels familiar too. creates a warmth he can't find when he's on the road. " i got you these, " turns to hold out a bunch of flowers towards her, because there's always flowers. " i can't take any credit for how good they look, that was all winnie. " a moment passes, and finally he gets a proper look at her. takes it all in. kyro doesn't tend to get shaky breath, but in that split-second, he does. wants to tell her she looks beautiful, but he doesn't want to make it weird. yet, his next question still has the potential to. " did you miss me ? "

@dreamerfms // letty's loft

making dinner for kyro had once been no big deal, just another sunday night for the pair. now, letty bumbled around her kitchen, tasting everything twice, and then three times to make sure it was just right. though time had passed, his favorites were still at the forefront of her mind, preparing each dish the way she knew he liked them. it was just a catch up with a good friend, that's what she told herself. the rap at the door has her head snapping up, the dish on the stove turned to the lowest heat setting as she smoothed out her outfit and walked toward the door. with a deep breath, she pulled it open, smile wide and welcoming as she ushered him in. "hi ! you're just in time, dinner is almost ready."