forum Pretending Hearts (O/O CLOSED)

Started April 05, 2019 by Deleted user

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“Why, so you can threaten him with your army of computer nerds?” Daisy joked with a chuckle.

“Very funny, Daisy,” Arvil grinned back, though he tried to put on an offended face. “My computer nerds are incredibly strong. You’d better not underestimate them.”

Daisy hummed before popping a piece of chicken into her mouth. “Sure they are. They lift computers instead of weights?”

"They carry expectations on their shoulders," Arvil corrected. "Which, itself, is stronger than any weight combined. I could ruin the idiot with a snap of my fingers. All you need to do is ask, and you'll have it."

Daisy hummed, rolling her eyes as she finished a bite of food. “Good to know. Does that mean I basically have an army of computer nerds at my beck and call, then? Or just one nerd?”

Arvil swallowed the food he had in his mouth, amusement flickering in his eyes. "Well, you're not Mrs. Davis, so you just have one unbelievably attractive nerd at your beck and call. Or maybe two. Who knows."

Daisy scoffed, rolling her eyes again. “Modest, are we? Anyway… What do you think of the food?”

“It’s good~” Arvil responded rather cheerfully. “Why wouldn’t it be, though? After all, my beloved got it for me.”

“You don’t have to say that when we’re alone, Arvil, so why bother? I’m not your beloved, just your fake fiancé,” Daisy sighed, taking another bite of food.

“Well,” Arvil paused, trying to think of a better way to say what he was thinking. “You never know who’s listening. I’m simply being careful, love.”

Daisy sighed and rolled her eyes up to the ceiling. “Right… Of course,” she reluctantly agreed in a murmur. “So you’re going to show me around after this?”

“I am,” Arvil nodded. “It’s going to be a lot of talking and meeting new people. Some are going to be obnoxious, just so you know.”

“Good to know. And we’ll keep up the act, so I suppose you can either hold my hand to put your arm around me,” Daisy mused, taking another bite of food.

“Holding your hand seems far less intimate then an arm around your shoulders,” Arvil took a sip of his water. “You tend to scoot away from me, you know.”

Daisy blinked, looking down at her plate as her cheeks gained a slight pink hue from embarrassment. So he had noticed that, hm? Wonderful.

“I don’t like being very close to people I don’t know very well,” she said quietly. “So excuse me if I don’t want to be pressed against you a few days after we’ve met.”

Arvil grinned when he noticed her cheeks turn pink. She was embarrassed. He found that unbearably cute.

“That makes sense,” he bumped their shoulders together. “So holding hands would work. You won’t be pressed against me that way, unless I need to act like a jealous fiancé.”

Daisy rolled her eyes and began to ignore him, mostly because she didn’t know how to respond. She took another bite of her food, chewing slowly before swallowing and then taking a sip of water.

How long would she have to deal with this?

And now she was ignoring him. Arvil grinned, quickly finishing up his food and waiting for Daisy to wrap up as well so he could show her around.

Why did he seem so smug about the way she was acting? He was so… frustrating. It was infuriating.

“I’m done,” she said as she set her fork down. “Let’s clean up and go.”

Arvil nodded, stacking their plates and the empty containers together. The leftovers, he covered and put them back in the bag. The disposable things, he trashed. Then he turned towards Daisy and held out his hand.

“Let’s go, fiancée.”

Daisy nodded, letting it a slow breath as she took his hand. Why did it feel like her hand fit inside of his so well? It was so strange…

“Where to first?” she asked, trying to keep from gripping his hand too tightly or from just letting her hand be limp in his.

Her hand was so small and soft, Arvil noticed. It fit perfectly in his, he also noticed that. He wiggled his fingers, lacing their fingers together. That was much better.

"We'll start from my floor," he said to her, leading her out of his office. "My father manages half of the company, while I manage the other half. This floor and the third floor both belong to me, while the first two are my father's. His office, though, is here. Do you want to say hello, or just drop it?"

Daisy let him intertwine their fingers, secretly enjoying the feeling of his hand holding hers. At the thought, she blinked and willed away the pink hue she knew would be rising to her cheeks. She shrugged in answer to his question, starting toward the door with him in tow.

“Whichever works best. Either is fine with me,” she replied.

Soft. Her hand was so soft. His thumb unconsciously brushed against the back of her hand as he pulled her towards his father's office. It would be a good idea to visit–until he remembered he was out on business.

"Ah, I nearly forgot. He's out talking about our collaboration with the company that made that texting app," he muttered. "High Tech. I suppose I'll take you to my gaming team first."

“Oh. All right, that sounds fine,” Daisy said, nodding. She let out a slow breath as his thumb rubbed against her skin. This charade was going to drive her crazy…

When they reached the gaming department, he didn't bother going inside. There was a glass wall from which they could see from and Arvil rolled his eyes when he saw the team half fooling around, half working. Upon seeing their boss, they offered a grin. He merely nodded.

"That is the team I work with," he said. "They're an energetic bunch. It takes a lot of effort to get them to concentrate on their work, but those are my main nerds." He grinned at her, recalling her words from earlier.

Daisy rolled her eyes at him before turning to the guys inside and offering them a grin and a nod. “They look like they’re having fun, at least. Some of them, anyway.”

“They do have fun, yeah,” he nodded, eyes flickering to the grin on her lips. It was a pretty sight. She was pretty. “One of them is a pain. But they’re good people.”

“One of them is a pain? One that isn’t you?” Daisy gasped, feigning shock as she turned back to him.

Arvil rolled his eyes.

“Ha ha, very funny, Daisy,” he rolled his eyes playfully. “I’m only a pain to you. You’re special, after all.”