Noa \ Dax. - Tumblr Posts
" well that depends, is this the kind of adventure that requires me to walk too far along the beach, because these are vintage louboutin's, which i know— i know don't make much sense for a beach party, but they were the only real option to complete this outfit, " it's a light tangent, expression animated as she explains something he likely doesn't care about, slight pout on painted lips as she comes to a stop.
he feels her presence before he turns around to see them , a smirk twitching the corner of his lips . " would you like an adventure now , or would you like to have a drink first ? " he questions @dreamerfms with a head tilt , mischief definitely causing a twinkle to be seen in such stormy blue hues .
there’s a spring in her step, almost always is. a buzz that constantly bounces off of her as she struts around in a world that’s totally and completely her own. it’s not somewhere she frequents, not one single inch of her skin marked with ink. what she is, is a businesswoman always looking to grow. “ no actually, i have a great sense of direction. ” soon pulls a small bundle of flyers out of her bag and hands them over in his direction, design bright and eye catching just like her current outfit. “ i’m planing a mixer. you know, just a casual little get-together for the singletons of palmview, and i was wondering if you could kindly put one of these in the window. maybe hand a few out. ” noa offers him a smile, one that’s gotten her her way far too much over the years. hopes it will again as she pairs it with a doe-eyed stare. “ please. ”
hum of the tattoo machine was a comforting soundtrack in his brightly lit studio , focused on the delicate lines of a dragon tattoo he was inking onto a client’s forearm . the bell above the door jingled , and in walked @dreamerfms , a whirlwind of energy dressed in vibrant colors . seeing her in his studio caused him tilt his head in confusion , finally finishing up the piece and wrapping it for his client before walking into the small waiting area . " you lost or somethin' , princess ? " he questions her , leaning against the counter some with his arms crossed over his chest .
“ oh, please, ” noa laughs, eyes threatening to roll though there may be a slight tinge to her cheeks. still, she waves off the idea with a perfectly manicured hand. “ don’t flatter yourself. inflated egos are so not it. ” shifts on her feet, intrigued as to what he may ask her to promise— what he does she isn’t expecting. lips part, doe eyes wide for a number of seconds. oh. “ a dance ? with me ? you and me ?” she looks baffled, but it’s only because for the first time— well, ever, she’s not entirely sure what to say. but it comes to her quickly. “ i don’t think you understand how busy i’m going to be. i mean, i’ve been organising this for weeks. i have a whole system. charts, compatibility scores, body language analysis. the average song is around 3-4 minutes, do you have any idea how many things i could miss in that amount of time ? some people don’t realize how important one single stolen glance can be— that’s why they need me.” a simple sorry, no can do would have sufficed, but in typical noa fashion she’s over-complicating it. the brunette stops, hands slowing as she lowers them and takes a breath, offering a smile now in return. “ i can find you someone less preoccupied to dance with, does that work ? ”
leaned against the counter , a lazy smirk playing on his lips as he took in her bright , animated presence . the flyers she handed him were bold and colorful , but they couldn't outshine the energy she exuded . " a mixer , huh ? " his voice drawled out , teasing as always . " and here i thought you were just lookin’ for an excuse to see me . " he took the flyers , holding them up as if inspecting them closely . " i’ll put ‘em up for ya but don’t think i’m lettin’ you off that easy. you're gonna have'ta promise me somethin’ . " he paused , eyes gleaming with mischief . " save me a dance at your little ‘ get-together ’ . seems only fair , don’t ya think ? " he flashed her a grin , knowing full well he’d enjoy watching her reaction , teasing her just enough to keep things playful .
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 ? ”
her hip subtly juts out, perfectly manicured hand coming down to rest on it. " i can be spontaneous, " she declares, her voice carrying a note of conviction that almost sounds fully believable — like she wants it to be true. maybe once, it had been. but somewhere along the way she got so wrapped up in the idea of things, planning more than she simply just . . . let happen. noa exhales a soft huff of air, as if to dismiss her own internal conflict. " i mean, hello, i'm a fashion girl. i make impulsive outfit decisions daily — and they always pay off. " she prides herself on a lot of things, and having her own style is one of them. god forbid she be in a room with anyone dressed exactly the same as her. blending in her idea of hell. " do you know how many people would be too afraid to pair this skirt with this jacket ? most of them. but not me, " she states, gesturing towards her ensemble. looks at him somewhat expectedly as she asks, " it looks cute, right ? ” her brow arches, amusement flickering in her eyes. " oh, i’m sure you’re a real modern day fred astarie, " the brunette teases, her lips curving into a playful grin. " but unfortunately, my scores are based off more than just that. " though she could definitely foresee others at the gathering being eager for his attention. he was charming, she could admit that — to herself, at least. perhaps not him just yet. there's a low hum as she considers his words, tries to keep it cool. because truthfully, he's made her smile more times than she was prepared for. " well, then i hope you like a challenge, because my favour is notoriously difficult to gain, let alone keep. "
he leaned back slightly, the teasing grin still playing on his lips as he watched noa wrestle with her own thoughts. her initial confusion only fueled his amusement, and he couldn’t help but admire how she was normally so unflappable — yet here she was, just a little off balance. “ perfect? nah, i just think your plans could use a little... spontaneity, ” he shot back, his tone playful but laced with genuine curiosity. the way she corrected her posture and flicked her curls over her shoulder was an invitation he couldn’t ignore. the flustered edge in her voice was like a chink in her armor, and he found it oddly charming.
“ okay, one dance it is, ” he conceded, leaning forward, a mock-seriousness in his eyes. “ but trust me, these feet are anything but clumsy. i’ve got moves that’ll make you reconsider your whole ‘desirability score’ theory. ” her warm smile tugged at something in him, and he felt a rush of warmth that he didn’t want to overthink. “ just so you know, i’d never let a scuff on those jimmy choos ruin your night, ” he added, a wink punctuating his words. “ but if you do miss something important... well, i guess i’ll have to work extra hard to earn back your favor. ”