forum hey fellas im starting a new roleplay ((one on one, closed but open to stalkers))

Started April 22, 2019 by Deleted user

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(yeah i hope they fix it?)

"oh, fun. if the parentage isn't a sensitive subject, on which side?" simon chirped, conveniently keeping tessa occupied so she didn't notice nik.

meanwhile, the other glared halfheartedly back at ronan. he had finished cleaning up, but he was sure tessa's brother had caught on.

"Mother's. She actually got to keep this big oaf." She hooked a thumb towards Ronan, who stuck his tongue out at her, then offered a private, innocent smile to Nik. He had an idea of the relationship between his little sister and Nik, judging by their conversation and his reaction to the earlier question.

nik only sighed deeply, acknowledging his smile with a nod.

"oh, fun." was simon's only response.

Ronan nodded. "Our family's a mess. Our other two half-siblings are still in New York."

Tessa snorted. "And only one actually likes me because she's too young to realize what I am."

"what you-" simon started, before a quiet hiss from nik silenced him.

he turned a bit, studying nik's somber expression before changing the subject.

"so what's new york like?"

"A-so-lute shit," Tessa said, twirling the knife around her fingers. Ronan muttered something in Hawaiian and snatched the knife from her. She whined and pouted. "Needless to say," she continued, "Not a fan and wish to be as far away from it as possible. At least New York City. There are a select few places that are nice enough, I suppose."

(i have an idea for a really dramatic scene between simon and nik so just so you know,,,,, its comin,,,,)

"which places might those be?" simon continued, seemingly genuinely curious about her. nik's expression darkened ever so slightly. he knew that face. what a fake bastard.

it was impossible to see, really, but as someone who saw him every week and also had a similar set of body languages for interviews, it was a proud red flag. he knows damn well that tess and i, we cut it off. can't fucking believe him. of course, trying to hook us up again.

fuck this.

he glared rather obviously at simon.

"drop the act, psycho."

"what ever do you mean, hun?"

"you know good and well what i mean. i know that face." he turned quickly to ronan and tessa, apologizing swiftly. "sorry, i- we have to go. we'll pick up your check as well on the way out. i'll explain later, tess."

and with that, he jacked simon straight out of his seat and frog marched him to the door, stopping to pay and apologize again to the person at the front.

The siblings blinked in twin confusion, looking at each other when Nik and Simon had left. Tessa's face said, What the hell was that all about? Ronan's said, Are all of your friends this weird? She scoffed and smacked his arm, causing him to pout and whine about abuse.

Tessa didn't pay him any mind, however, as she looked in the direction that Nik had gone with Simon in tow. Something odd was going on between those two, but she couldn't put her finger on what, exactly, that something was. "I sure hope you explain," she muttered to herself.

as soon as the door closed behind them in the building they used as an office, nik took a deep breath.

"i'll give you three chances to explain why the fuck you're trying to get us together again."

"nikolas."

"simon."

simon tossed his head, putting a hand on his hip. "you're lonely. i see it every day. you live alone, i'm your only friend, and your parents aren't to be spoken of, apparently, even though you said they live in town. then someone you know comes along. obviously you're still in love with her, or at least like her. i sensed jealousy when we were holding hands. she feels at least similarly, so why not?"

nik looked tiredly at the other.

"i've been lonely for the last 7 years. it's my default setting. i've moved on, dear. i never did tell you?"

"tell me what?"

"the neon district. god, it's terrible. worse than anything you've ever imagined. you can't have friends. they'll be killed or they'll kill you. trying to… trying to love someone is dangerous. i still can't shake the feeling that if…" he paused, staring intently at the ground.

"simon, please. just leave it alone. we're both wanted criminals. banding together makes it so, so much worse."

simon studied the other.

Tessa and Ronan headed back to his place. Tessa was quiet the entire time, jaw working and lips pinched. Her arms were wrapped around herself as she walked with her head bowed, staring blankly at the sidewalk. Ronan didn't try to get her to talk. They were like the same person, so he knew how much she hated to have her thoughts invaded by nosey people.

Was their entire relationship a mistake? Maybe they should've just…stayed away after that first meeting. She should've just left after getting her back fixed. No offer to find her or anything. That just provided too many opportunities to get to know each other, and then the disaster that was…whatever they had been before they'd been caught.

Ronan stayed quiet for a few more minutes, spotting his house coming up. Only then did he speak his mind. "He still cares about you, Tess." She opened her mouth, but he swiftly shut her up with a look. "And I don't want to hear about how hard it is to be with someone when you're a criminal. That you're better off alone just because of what happened with Tori. I don't want to hear that bullshit you spout about you being unworthy of anything even related to affection." He pulled her to a stop and pinned her with a piercing gaze. "You're my little sister, and I want you to be happy. You've made a new life for yourself. You're clearly enjoying yourself now. But I can see that something's missing, and I have a strong feeling that it's Nik."

"Ronan–"

"Shut up and let me talk." She clamped her mouth shut and glared at him. He continued. "Don't even start with me. You are good enough. You are badass and one hell of a woman. If anyone's unworthy, it's all those idiots falling at your feet. You deserve some love after all that shit you went through. Maybe Tori wasn't meant to be. Maybe it was. But that's in the past, and Nik is right here, right now. You both are trying, and that's one hell of an amazing feat. Don't push it away and regret everything just because of some iki thing that doesn't even matter even more."

simon sighed after studying nik slouched form for some minutes, and moved over to him and gathered the much shorter "criminal" into his arms. nik took a while to hug back, but he rested his head on simon's shoulder.

"let yourself be happy, nikolas. it's over. you won. you live in the district of light, aka the friendliest place besides canada. unwind, hun. you've already started. i'm your friend, your only friend, and that makes me your best friend. so in my position of best friend, i want nothing more for you than for you to be happy. and you can start by at least letting her back into your life."

there was a sniff, and nik leaned back with watery eyes and a slight smile.

"thanks, si. i'll try."

"that's what i like to hear. go, explain what happened now. call me when you get home."

Tessa averted her eyes and shrugged out of Ronan's grasp, heading to his house without a word. He followed after a few seconds, letting her think in silence.

She opened the door and threw herself on the couch, sighing. Ronan shut the front door behind him and silently headed up to his bedroom.

after about an hour, nik fell back on his couch after a quick "hey i'm home" call to simon and yanked his phone back out of his pocket. how to explain this?

he opened tessa's contact, still wondering if she had changed her number. he was… slightly ashamed he had never deleted it, but that came in handy now.

the text he ended up with was

hey there! if this is the wrong number, just tell me so, but if this is tessa, then i am SO sorry about what happened at lunch! we've worked out the problem since then, but i didn't want that fight to happen in public. hope it didn't inconvenience you too much!

Tessa's phone pinged, and she ignored it for some time. But something in the back of her mind wouldn't let her ignore it.

She sighed and grabbed her phone, looking at the text that she had gotten. Nik… She read the message, then sat up to text him back.

Hey, it's still Tessa. Haven't felt like switching numbers, so here I am. Lunch was a little…confusing…but I'm glad you two worked it out. I'm staying over at Ronan's at the moment. Doing the usual sibling-love thing and invading his space as much as possible before he leaves. He still doesn't know how to properly shop for food.

nik smiled at the notification of her return text, closing out of twitter and switching back to messages.

thank god, i was so nervous i'd texted some stranger with a cryptic message about lunch. if you guys need any help with food shopping or cooking i'd be glad to assist. not tryna let you die of starvation.

She smiled, then bit her lip as she thought about what Ronan had said.

Don't worry, you know how much I cherish my food. I'll make him go shopping.

And now for the difficult part. She took a deep breath and typed, hoping that she didn't make him run away.

Look… I get that we sort of broke it off because of our "careers," but beating around the bush now isn't going to do us any good.

nik bit his lip in thought.

straight to the point, eh? go on.

What else did you expect?

She sighed and flipped onto her stomach as if that would make her nerves lessen any.

What I mean is that it's either doing just that, getting straight to the point about how we feel about our relationship, or sitting around all day and over thinking every little thing.

you're right. i'm more amused than surprised, really. which part did you want to talk about?

nik took a deep breath, getting up to get some water. this should be fun.

Probably the biggest part: Do we even want to get back together?

She bit her lip as she sent the next text.

Do we even feel the same anymore?

She certainly did, but she wasn't sure about him.

i mean, it depends. on getting back together, probably not right away? on feeling the same… it's different, now, but i do still love you if that's not too forward.

he bit down hard on his lip again, waiting anxiously for her reply.

I know not right away, but we could at least try again, right?

She sat up again, running her fingers through her hair before she sent the next text. Here goes nothing… she thought.

I still love you too. Everythings a little different now, but that hasn't changed.

(hey a little more character development as nik's still a wip but he speaks french too cause his mom did but he,,,, never uses it and pretends like he doesnt know it)

there we go, then.

he flopped back on the couch, sighing loudly. after a pause, he lifted his phone again and pulled up a contact.

"hey, ma. comment vas-tu?"

(sweet)

She tossed her phone to the side, then grabbed a blanket and bundled up into it, curling into a ball as she attempted to fall asleep on the couch. The plethora of pillows provided ample comfort—both siblings loved their pillows and comfort—so it wasn't long before her eyes started to droop.

he talked with his mom for a couple hours, as well as his dad. as he hung up, he noticed another contact.

Aimée

he pressed his lips together. he hadn't talked to his sister since she moved away with their parents when he was 14. he'd… he'd give her a call tomorrow.

nik clicked his phone off and got up to go to his bedroom. might as well sleep.

Tessa was draped over the couch now, fast asleep with her mouth hanging wide open. Ronan silently wondered downstairs, then smirked to himself as he saw his little sister passed out. He grabbed another blanket and gently covered her, as she had twisted around so much that the other one was only covering her feet. He lightly kissed the side of her head, whispering goodnight in Hawaiian.