forum Pretending Hearts (O/O CLOSED)

Started April 05, 2019 by Deleted user

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“And lovely picture, it was,” Arvil chuckled, driving out of the parking lot. “I’m… something. I was actually up since last night, but my system’s completely filled with coffee.”

“Something… I’m guessing it’s not a good something if you were up all night?” Daisy guessed, raising her eyebrows at him. “Why were you up so late?”

Arvil shrugged. “I usually do that,” he murmured, taking a turn. “It’s not an unusual occurrence for me. I had some things to look over and I didn’t realize the entire night had passed away.”

“That’s awful for your health. You should try setting an alarm so you sleep,” Daisy said, pulling her legs up under her and looking back outside. “A lack of sleep can cause your whole body to shut down, you know.”

“Yes, yes, I know, mom,” Arvil rolled his eyes, but there was a smile on his features. “You don’t have to baby me, Daisy. I know what I’m doing. I’ve gone far longer without sleep. It’s to be expected. I’m a workaholic.”

“Doesn’t mean it’s good for you,” Daisy muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes at the window.

“Maybe when we get married, you could put me to bed,” Arvil joked, keeping his eyes on the road. “Good idea, no?”

Daisy flushed again. This man… Why did he have to say things like this? A simple word and she was blushing. How could he hold such sway over her?

“Maybe I will,” she murmured, still avoiding looking at him by watching the scenery pass by. “Or maybe I’ll steal your work and hide it until you learn to go to bed yourself.”

Arvil looked at her from the corner of his eye, still smiling when he caught her flushed cheeks. How strange…

“Then who will do my work, Darling?” He questioned, furrowing his eyebrows. “I’ll be behind. That’s not a good thing.”

“Hm. It would only be for the night. If you really need he might to catch up on your work, you should stop taking days off to see me,” Daisy said, shooting him a quick glance. The smile on his lips made her want to smile, and her lips twitches up into part of one.

“What can I say, Daisy? You make me want to see you again and again. I’m never satisfied,” though his words were honest, he purposefully added a flirty tone. “If anything, it’s your fault.”

Daisy snorted and turned to face him again, wiping the blush off her cheeks after a moment. “That is no excuse to get behind on your work turning the day. Will you at least try to sleep better in the days leading up to our wedding? Starting tonight?”

Arvil sighed, closed his eyes for less than a second before he nodded, keeping his eyes off of Daisy. “Yeah, okay,” he murmured. “I’ll try. I’ll try to fix my sleeping schedule.”

Daisy looked over him for a moment before nodding. “Thank you. I only ask because… Well, because I care, obviously. I mean, that’s what a good friend would do, isn’t it? Friends worry and care about each other.”

It took everything out of Arvil to not snarl at the choice of used she used. Friend. Friend.

“Yeah,” he murmured, gripping the steering wheel tightly in his hold. “They sure do. You’re such a great friend, love.”

Daisy watched Arvil stiffen, his knuckles turning white as his hands gripped the wheel. Why was he so upset? What had she said that could have upset him? And they way he spoke… He just sounded sarcastic. Why was he being sarcastic about that?

“Sorry,” she muttered turning away again, confused and maybe a little hurt. She really had no idea what she had done wrong… And it was confusing as heck.

Arvil forced himself to calm down, and without removing his eyes from the road, reached out to grasp her hand. He brought it to his mouth and pressed a kiss to her knuckles.

“Why are you apologizing, love?” He murmured, lips still pressed against her skin. “You said nothing wrong.”

Daisy froze at the touch of his hand to hers. And then he lifted it to his lips and swept a kiss across her knuckles, speaking against them. Oh, gosh, she was in for a ride with this relationship…

“Well, you seemed upset with me. So I must have done something wrong. I may not know what it is, but I want to so that I don’t do it again,” she mumbled, her cheeks slightly pink again. “So… What did I do…?”

Arvil didn’t let go of her head, though he smiled against it. “You didn’t upset me. It wasn’t you,” he said, taking a turn with one hand. “Don’t fret over it, love.”

Daisy hummed and gently pulled her hand away. “Well, I’m glad I didn’t upset you, then. How much longer until we’re there?”

Arvil set his hand back on the wheel. “We’re here, actually,” he answered as he took a right turn and entered a parking lot. “It wasn’t that far away.”

“Oh, great. I’m starving, actually. I don’t remember if I ate lunch today…” Daisy mused as she watched the building draw closer.

A scowl took over Arvil’s expression as he parked the car. “Why?” He finally looked at her. “Why did you slip lunch?”

Daisy shrugged. “I was working. Distracted. There was a big article that I had to work on today. I snacked a little, but I didn’t eat a full meal. It’s fine, Arvil. Really. I don’t do that often.”

“And you scold me for skipping meals,” Arvil muttered under his breath, killing the engine of the car. “How hypocritical, love.”

“It was one time, Arvil!” Daisy laughed, shaking her head. “Honestly. It’s not like I do it every day. Or even more than once a week. If I even do it once a week.”

"Are you sending jabs at me, love?" Arvil looked at her in surprise. "I'll have you know, I'm eating better nowadays!"

“Good. We wouldn’t want you getting sick before the wedding, now would we?” Daisy asked, raising her eyebrows at him teasingly.

"Definitely now," Arvil chuckled. "Now get out of my car already."

Daisy crinkled her nose and stuck her tongue out at him before opening the door and stepping out. “So shawarma… What all do they sell here?”