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aiden 🦌 (aidenphilips) wrote in isleroyaleic,
@ 2020-06-16 11:57:00

Entry tags:

!scene, aiden philips, aubrey derington

Who: Aiden and Aubrey
When: 6/16
Where: Sweet Delights
What: Coffee
Rating/Warnings: Probably super low

It was Tuesday, which meant he was getting ready for another double. Was there a single hospital anywhere that wasn't understaffed? Aiden didn't mind it but it did wear on the body a little, double shifts running around the ER. He could definitely use a little caffeine boost before he headed in. He'd checked the hours online to make sure they were open and then drove over to Sweet Delights.

Plus he'd been promised a cookie.

He sat in his car for a few long minutes while he breathed and looked around, making sure it seemed safe. He rubbed a little cologne on his pulse points - not so he could smell good, but so he could smell like anything other than what he was. Prey. He hated that look he got sometimes, and part of him wasn't sure if it was even real or if it was some self-fulfilling prophecy, thinking that he was always mere moments away from being ripped apart. And sometimes not minding that thought.

He took one last deep breath and got out of his car, locked it behind him and headed up to the bakery and cafe, peering inside for a long moment - just to make sure it was safe - and then decided he could go in.

He startled a little at the sound of the door closing heavy behind him, jumping, wide eyed as he looked around.

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aubreyderington
2020-06-19 08:35 pm UTC (link)

"You're hired." Aubrey said with a bright smile, quite obviously very impressed with Aidan's fast thinking. "Seriously. If you want the job, it's yours. Your ideas are incredible!" Everything Aubrey was doing, he'd taught himself, including baking. But that he'd always excelled at. All the other stuff, he struggled with a little, sometimes.

He offered another smile and nodded. "I'm open Sundays. Actually, Tuesdays are usually my day off, but inspiration struck, so I decided to see how the new creation would run. I was too curious to wait another day." he explained with a little shrug.

His eyes widened in mock surprise. "No way, they let you have a day off?" he teased gently, winking.

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aidenphilips
2020-06-19 09:15 pm UTC (link)

"Really?" Aiden looked up at Aubrey, smiling a little, his nose wrinkling up a touch. He didn't think he was all that impressive, had never been an ideas guy. So much praise for silly little thoughts that popped out of his head. "I can just text you ideas, I don't mind doing that at all. And then sometimes you just give me cupcakes?" he offered.

He looked up at Aubrey, eyebrows raising a little. "What was your new creation?" he asked, curiously. "How did it go?"

He was still looking up in time to catch that wink and it had him ducking his head again, his shoulders lifting a little as his eyes shifted. They didn't go yellow like wolves; they got black most of the way through, the whites going dark, like how a deer's eyes looked. "It's rare, b-but it happens."

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aubreyderington
2020-06-19 09:59 pm UTC (link)

"Yes!" Aubrey said with a soft chuckle. "Honestly, you've had more ideas in a few minutes, and I mean workable ideas, than I have in the past few months." Then again, Aubrey might've just spent too much time thinking about it to really come up with something usable.

"I'd love that. You're welcome to text me all of your ideas anytime! I will gladly pay you in cupcakes and and cookies and any other baked goods of your choosing."

He laughed softly, leaning back a little to give Aidan a bit more space. "It was the salted caramel cupcakes, they're in your box, too. The last batch turned out entirely too sweet so I had to try again."

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aidenphilips
2020-06-20 07:56 pm UTC (link)

Aiden smiled, still so tickled that someone else liked his ideas. And he hadn't had a lot of experience with talking in depth with alphas, so there feeling of praise from one was something so fresh. "Well, I'll keep it in mind, coming up with ideas for you," he promised him. "Sometimes I have thinking time at work, waiting for a patient in X-ray or stuff like that."

He ran his hand through his hair, his eyebrows lifting at the answer. "God, that sounds good. I hope the cupcakes make it to work." He glanced at the time, eyes going wide. "Shit, speaking of which," he said, standing up quickly. "I need to go. Oh, I haven't paid, okay, oh dear," he said, moving toward Aubrey and then taking a step back, nervously.

"Could - I'm sorry, how rude, it's just... I've taken a bit longer than I meant to."

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aubreyderington
2020-06-20 09:56 pm UTC (link)

That smile made Aubrey smile in return, it really was adorable. He made a promise to himself to make Aidan smile more often. Maybe he'd even relax a little around him eventually. The sweet pastries probably helped with that, too. "Please, don't hold back. All your ideas have been pure gold so far!"

He laughed softly. "There's always more where they came from, I actually really like the outcome of that new recipe, so I might even make them a stock product." He had a few that he made every day, most of the rest were daily specials that changed, every day or every other day.

He smiled gently, shaking his head. "Don't worry, it's on me. The least I can do for your amazing input." He slid out of his booth, making sure he made enough room for Aidan to get past him with his safety distance intact. "Next time you're here, I'll have apple crisp cupcakes for you."

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aidenphilips
2020-06-20 10:07 pm UTC (link)

Aiden was flushed with more than just that praise, his cheeks going red as he felt his heart starting to speed up, as he realized he was late and as Aubrey insisted that he didn't have to pay. "No, I - I couldn't, that's a whole dozen cupcakes and two coffees, I - I couldn't," he insisted.

Trembling hands went for his wallet, and he wasn't sure how much a dozen cupcakes went for, nor the coffee, but he pulled out what he had in cash, $25, and stepped closer to Aubrey than he had yet, pushing it into his hand and looking up at him, big deer caught in headlight eyes as he got a deep inhale of alpha scent. That was the thing about keeping his distance; he didn't smell that scent often. When he did it was at work, with the stringent scent of bleach or the sick scent of disease in the air behind it. Here it was the bakery, bread and pastries.

"Oh, dear," he said again, taking a step back quickly and making a beeline for the counter to get his cupcakes.

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