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c h a s e ([info]chaosbomb) wrote in [info]missionreports,
@ 2016-09-13 01:22:00

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Entry tags:character: chase greyson/chaosbomb, character: vanessa florrick/siren

Characters: Chase and Nessie
Location: her new room
Time: monday, late afternoon
Summary: catching up, Talking
Status: in progress
Warnings: low



Chase wasn't sure what to expect as he headed to Nessie's new room. Things were...awkward. Whole worlds of it. And he knew he was being a dumbass. He knew it. And yet that didn't stop him from feeling dumb and pissy and jealous. He really hated that about himself. He wasn't that guy. Or, he guessed, he hadn't ever been that guy before, he wasn't sure why it was coming out now. It should go away though because he was a friend here, and he was going to keep being a friend and he needed to get over himself, and fast.

He drew in a deep breath and let it out in a rush before he raised his hand to knock on Nessie's door. He stepped back a pace so he wasn't looming, and he tried not to fidget. Which he failed at, because he bounced back and forth between the balls of his feet. Staying still never had been Chase's strong suit.


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[info]sirenslure
2016-09-13 01:42 am UTC (link)
She was probably almost certainly going to eventually get into something resembling trouble, but it had been so long since she'd had a space she could call her own, even temporarily, that Nessie couldn't quite help but take advantage of the solitude. So after training on Monday she changed into overall shorts and a tank top, her feet bare, her hair pinned up lazily. She decided to stand on her desk chair and use a staple gun to cover the far wall of the room in white butcher paper. Once it was covered, she began to draw, sketching the outline of her mural on the paper; she was a good portion of the way into it when the knock came and she hopped off the chair, moving to answer the door, knowing Chase was heading over at some point.

When she found him on the other side she smiled warmly, her face lighting up the way it did when she used to see her food coming in a restaurant. Nessie almost leaned in to embrace him, but she paused, unsure if that was wise all things considered.

Her tongue wet her lips and she stepped aside, closing her door behind them. It's so good to see you, she admitted. They're hardly spoken the past week and a half - it left her feeling empty inside, lonely seeping into her bones.

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[info]chaosbomb
2016-09-13 01:47 am UTC (link)
Chase was abruptly uncertain what to do with himself, or his hands, or whatever. Which was weird, because he'd gotten over that part of things before, but he guessed now there were other considerations. Like him being a butthead. And her maybe sort of being involved with Mr. Face.

"Yeah," he said, reaching up to scratch at the back of his neck. "Good to see you too," he added, wondering why he was so dumb today. He hesitated before he stepped into her room, but seeing the paper on the walls and the drawings there helped out a lot. "Hey! That's awesome!" he said brightly and genuinely, walking over to the wall and letting that be the focus of his attention. It was easy to do, considering he loved her art.

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[info]sirenslure
2016-09-13 02:04 am UTC (link)
Nessie hung back, just watching him for a moment. She chewed the inside of her cheek and then swallowed hard, moving to sit on her bed as her fingers curled around the bed sheets, gently fisting in the covers. I'm glad you like. I've been working on it all afternoon.. For a moment, that was all she said and a quietness unlike their normal comfortable silences fell over the room; Vanessa felt inherently guilty. She knew it was her fault, her impulsiveness that had caused the tension and she swallowed hard.

Chase. Once he'd lifted his head, she gestured for him to move closer. Will you come sit by me? I think we should talk."

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[info]chaosbomb
2016-09-13 02:11 am UTC (link)
"I love it!" he said. "What are you gonna do with it? Because it's really great! I mean, all your stuff is great, but this'll be really cool, I hope your new roomie doesn't want you to take it down or something. That would be a dick move. Maybe you could put it up in the hall. Maybe you should ask if you could do murals in the hall or in the common rooms or something, that'd brighten the place up," he said, rambling a little, of course.

When she said that she thought they should talk, he felt sick to his stomach instantly. He almost said no, or made up an excuse to leave, but all he could come up with was emergency bathroom issues which he didn't want to do because no one wanted to do that, even when they were real, why would someone make that up? He walked closer to her.

"Look, I saw you and Face - er. Preston. Guy. Mimic. I saw you two together and y'know, I totally get it, you don't have to explain or anything, I'm sure he's a great guy or whatever and I mean, not that you'd have to explain anything to start with! What were we going to talk about? Why did Mr. Face get brought up? I---er. I have to pee?" he suggested.

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[info]sirenslure
2016-09-13 02:22 am UTC (link)
She sighed heavily, pushing a hand through her hair. Vanessa watched him as he rambled on, suddenly feeling a bit sick herself. She frowned, her heart feeling heavy as it was plain to see what he thought was going on and she had to bite back a laugh, because the truth of the matter was, the only thing she thought about when she and Preston had fooled around was how badly she wished she were with Chase instead. She shook her head at him and then reached out to slide her hand into his.

It's not like that, with him. I mean, it kind of was, but not the way you might be thinking. It was hard to...we fooled around a few times. That was it. And it isn't happening anymore because at the end of the day I don't want him the way you should want someone that you're with that way. Her brow furrowed and she frowned, studying his hand clasped inside her own.

It wasn't fair and it was kind of shitty to him, because anytime I was with him, all I thought about was you. And I can't lie to you anymore. I don't.. I don't think of you as just a friend and I wish you could see it, too. I wish I could make you see how much I care about you, and I'm so sorry because you deserve better. There's so much you deserve that I cant give you, even as badly as I want to. It isn't safe for me to be with anyone that way.

Her throat cleared and she guided him gently to sit beside her.

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[info]chaosbomb
2016-09-13 02:31 am UTC (link)
He felt like the earth was tilting a little bit and he wasn't doing very good keeping it steady. That pretty much told him what he needed to know about how he felt about things. He was so very invested in her. More invested than he'd even kind of known, which was weird, because Chase was usually pretty good at knowing himself.

He didn't protest when she took his hand, and he tried not to look too upset, or shocked, or anything as she explained things. But his heart went through a whole gamut of emotions.

And of course he had a very intelligent answer for her. "Huh?" he asked, then he winced, squeezing his eyes shut before he opened them again. He needed to be way better than that. "I'm sorry!" he apologized immediately. "Sorry, I'm - catching up with current events. I'm slow."

He was flailing is what he was doing. "I um. And with. And. And. And. I'm stuck on one word and can't spit out the rest of the sentence I swear I have something," he said, not sure if he should sit down or not, but in the end he did because that's what she wanted him to do. "...you want me?" he asked, in a voice that was probably way more pathetic than he wanted it to be. But he just wasn't suave right now.

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[info]sirenslure
2016-09-13 02:53 am UTC (link)
Nessie nodded her head to his question, finding her heart ached a little bit when he asked if she wanted him. She nodded slowly her hands shaking as they lifted to tuck the hair out of her face. Of course I do. I know how you feel about me and that's how I feel about you, too, and it's so fucking hard, because I don't... the last time I was in love with someone, it ended really, really badly. He died. Okay? He died> because of me, because I was too... careless, and I felt too much and I let my emotions get the best of me and then he died. And I can't ever go through that again, I don't want someone innocent getting hurt because of me. And I know I'm rambling, and I know I'm not making sense and I shouldn't have let what happened with us happen... I shouldn't have led you on but I couldn't help it because I do want you. Of course I do." Her eyes were wet and she brushed at the dampness collected above her cheeks. How could I not? She took a shaky breath, sniffling

But you deserve so much better than me. You deserve someone who can have a real conversation with you, someone you don't have worry will get mad at you some day, and tell you to go fuck yourself or something and leave you to deal with the aftermath of that, because now all you can think about is doing exactly as I saw. She shook her head almost violently.

If anything ever happened to you because of me, I wouldn't be able to live with myself.

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[info]chaosbomb
2016-09-13 02:58 am UTC (link)
It was a ton to take in. Like, a ton. His head was spinning, not the least of which was him seemingly stuck on the idea that she liked him. Liked him like he liked her. And god didn't he just feel like he was twelve, even thinking about it like that.

Then he was latching onto the thing where she'd killed someone. By accident! But it had happened. And he was reminded of when they'd first met, and how he realized that her powers were actually kinda terrifying.

And she kept talking and he was still trying to let the first parts sink in and everything got really, really confusing. She wanted him but she was leading him on? She liked him but she...er...he didn't know?

He blinked, and saw she was teary, and that made his heart hurt. He reached out and hugged her. For the moment, he didn't say a word, because he just saw that she was miserable, and regardless of anything between them, he cared about her as a person and seeing her this torn up was awful. His own confusion could piss off for a second, Nessie needed a good, old fashioned hug.

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[info]sirenslure
2016-09-13 12:02 pm UTC (link)
It was unclear whether the hug made it easier or harder; it was, perhaps, a little of both. Vanessa wrapped her arms around him in return and pressed her face to the warmth and softness of his neck, her nose tucked just below his ear. She held him tightly, her fingers clutched and curled in the fabric of his t-shirt as she closed her. I'm sorry I'm disappointing you. I'm sorry that I'm letting you down. I promise it's not that I don't want to be with you, I just can't...

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[info]chaosbomb
2016-09-14 12:24 am UTC (link)
He rubbed her back a little as she clung to him, and he tried to be as there for her as he could be. A warm embrace that wasn't going anywhere. "You're not disappointing me," he assured her first, because that was ridiculous. "you're like, my best friend, you know that, right? So you're not letting me down. And you don't owe me an explanation, either, your decisions are your decisions, and you don't have to...you just don't have to. You don't have to do anything. I'm still here."

His voice had a conviction in it that was pure. He cared about her more than enough to give her whatever she wanted and if that meant a big no on things for them, then...well, that sucked, but he wasn't going to hold it against her, and he most certainly wasn't going to be disappointed. He'd never thought there was a shot in the first place, so he guessed it wouldn't be that different, right? Maybe.

Either way, he was her friend first, and he was going to continue to be that for as long as she would have him.

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[info]sirenslure
2016-09-14 12:36 am UTC (link)
She knew that not all guys would've reacted the way he was: that there were more than a few who would've been infuriated by the circumstances, who would've focused only on not getting what they wanted. But not Chase. And it was part of why her feelings ran so deep; she exhaled softly, focusing on the feel of his hand stroking at her back - small, steady circles. It was soothing and sweet and she trembled, finding it that much harder when he was like this. She turned her face and pressed her mouth to his cheek, kissing it sweetly before their foreheads rested together.

You're my best friend, too, she admitted. You're the most important person in the world to me.

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[info]chaosbomb
2016-09-14 12:50 am UTC (link)
As this was all finally sinking in, it was starting to ache. Chase's heart hurt. Literally, there was a pang in his chest that he couldn't explain. It was like loss, even if he wasn't really losing anything. Potential, maybe? But he didn't know. Still, it was very much there.

He drew in a breath, that soft scent of her there and he tried to memorize it, even if he was aware that it wasn't like they weren't going to spend time together anymore. OH. God. He hoped to hell that this wasn't going to turn into that. He couldn't handle it if now they got all awkward and she avoided him again. It made him hold onto her a little tighter.

"You're the most important person to me, too," he told her, and heard it in his voice, a little bit of an undercurrent that wasn't a hundred percent steady. "But it'll be okay!" he rushed to assure her. Or himself. Both.

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[info]sirenslure
2016-09-14 01:02 am UTC (link)
She could feel it, too; there was something different between them now. It was exactly good nor was it exactly bad, just something that simply was and always would be, from that moment on. But it made her sad. Selfishly, she wondered if knowing how she felt and that her feelings didn't change anything would make him stop wanting her that way. It was fleeting; she pushed the thought away as quickly as it entered her mind and she sniffled softly, exhaling and closing her eyes. She could almost taste his breath and she swallowed hard as her hands came up to hold his cheeks.

It will.

She agreed, even though she honestly wasn't 100% sure either, in spite of the fact that above all else their friendship was tantamount. Nothing mattered to her more than that, but the moment was still... it was scary in a way she didn't have words for and licked her lips. Nessie paused, hesitating just for a moment before she kissed him softly on the mouth - slow, chaste. Because she knew there wouldn't ever be another opportunity and she didn't want to look back and not know what it was like.

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[info]chaosbomb
2016-09-14 04:46 pm UTC (link)
He was still in the throes of that weird loss feeling when she kissed him. And maybe it was that that had him not panicking about it. That had him tilting his head to return the kiss. It felt natural. It felt right. And maybe she kept it chaste, but it didn't feel like a kiss that should be just a brush of lips, it felt like something that should be really, truly felt.

So, Chase parted his lips and leaned closer, hand sliding up her back to the back of her neck to rest gently there. If this was their only shot, he wanted to make the kiss count.

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[info]sirenslure
2016-09-14 04:58 pm UTC (link)
It shouldn't have surprised her that he deepened the kiss, but it did. It seemed bold of him, and if there was anything she knew of that Chase tended not to be, it was bold. He was gentle. Unassuming. So it meant something to her, that he was leaning in, kissing her back, making her shiver as his hand smoothed up her spine to cradle her long neck in the palm of it. Her eyes fell closed and she couldn't help but whimper in pleasure. His lips were full and soft and she moaned against them quietly as her hands came up. She laid them to his face, tracing her fingertips over his cheekbones as she returned the kiss.

It was slow at first - hesitant, testing the proverbial waters as her tongue pressed forward to brush against his own. It was slow and sweet, until it wasn't, the kiss becoming more and more passionate the longer it went on. Just the once, she told herself. Just once, just for a few minutes, and then she'd stop.

He was, perhaps unfortunately for her good intentions, far better a kisser than his self doubt with imply. Nessie was trembling and she coaxed his tongue between her lips, sucking and nibbling, wanting him to like it, too.

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[info]chaosbomb
2016-09-15 12:14 am UTC (link)
The sound alone would have had an affect, but with her special superpowers attached, it was even more prominent. He returned the kiss and felt himself wanting more. A lot more if he was being honest, and he understood that he needed to stop this.

But maybe just a few seconds longer. Just long enough that he'd remember what she tasted like. Just long enough that he'd be able to call up that sound she made in his mind when she wasn't around. He pulled her closer, kiss getting harder as time moved on. He made a sound in the back of his throat, and that was what clued him in on the idea that he probably needed to stop sooner than later, or he was going to get himself into a lot of trouble.

It was with great reluctance that he pulled back, looking for all the world like it was the last thing he wanted to do.

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[info]sirenslure
2016-09-15 12:23 am UTC (link)
Indeed, by the time it ended the kiss was downright frantic; any longer, any more passionate and clothes surely would've started to come off. She was almost-but-not-quite- in his lap, and Nessie was clinging to him, her fingers sliding through his hair.

By the time the kiss broke, her breath had quickened. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath in and out, and she was panting rather softly, licking her lips as her hands slowly fell away from him. Vanessa didn't want to stop; part of her was so grateful to him, for being able to pull away. She whimpered in protest and swallowed hard, slowly lifting her eyes to meet his own. It was, doubtlessly, the most intense moment she'd ever shared with another person. And it was better than even she imagined; to think she would be sated with a single kiss had been terribly naive.

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[info]chaosbomb
2016-09-15 12:38 am UTC (link)
The sound of protest she made wasn't good. It just made him want to go right back in for another kiss and say to hell with it. That he'd just take whatever he could get, and be happy with that because he wanted her so damn bad.

But he did have a voice just loud enough in the back of his head that reminded him that he really wasn't quite built for that. Sure, he'd had one night stands in his life. Really fun ones, too. But he had real feelings for Nessie. It wasn't going to work that way.

"I...I should go," he managed to say, voice sounding a little rough. "I need - I -" he gently disentangled himself from her then stood up and headed straight for the door. "I'll talk to you soon, kay? I..." he shook his head and was already leaving, knowing he needed to get out of there right now or his willpower was going to fail on him.

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