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Michaela "Jezza Belle" Jones (jezza_belle) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2021-11-24 00:01:00

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arthur a bland, michaela jones

WHO: Michaela Jones, Arthur a Bland
WHEN: Tuesday evening
WHERE: Her apartment
WHAT: A relationship!?!?! talk
WARNINGS: TBA

Michaela couldn't remember the last time she had felt...anything about a man. Certainly not enough to keep anyone around long term, anyway. So many of her relationships had gone so very badly, and she had been through so much and then along came the sweetest, funniest, most loveable man...and he had lived in a cabin by himself for decades and oh he was also a Merry Man.

Every time she saw Art, her stomach got all swoopy, and she giggled like an idiot, and she was fairly sure she had even let out a soft moan the last time they had hugged. But if he had noticed, he hadn't said anything. She needed to get her feelings out so they could either be nipped in the bud, or something could be done about them, because she hated feeling so ridiculous.

She pulled her hair back into a high ponytail on top of her head. She was sans wig tonight and her natural hair was shorter than she usually wore it, but it looked cute swept back away from her face. Then she headed over to flick the kettle on and await Art's arrival so they could figure out whatever...this was.

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	jezza_belle 2021-11-24 10:55 am UTC (link)
	Art really thought that? Well that was sweet. Misguided, but sweet. "No, that's- Not at all," she sighed. "And then guys I have dated? Mostly assholes. Which was why I mostly stuck to hooking up, but then I met you," Michaela bit her lip. "And you're this funny, sweet, wonderful guy who makes me feel safe and seen and you make me laugh." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	tan_thy_hide 2021-11-25 02:03 am UTC (link)
	If Art were a blusher, he'd be the one red in the face now. As it was, he beamed goofily; Michaela thought he was sweet! "I like it when you laugh," he said earnestly. "Plus, an' I mean, there's this brilliant smile comes with it, an' then sometimes you get this wee dimple, right hereabouts." He reached closer to tap the place on her cheek with an index finger. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jezza_belle 2021-11-25 10:42 am UTC (link)
	Michaela listened to Art describe her face, her chest flooding with warmth as something became abundantly clear. "Ohhhh," she said, grinning. "You have a crush on me too," she said, her nose wrinkling as she smiled at him. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

tan_thy_hide
2021-12-01 11:42 am UTC (link)

The words sank in slow, honey-slow like her unfurling smile, and Art found himself mulling them with a kind of surprised fascination. He— Did he? Was that what this was?

Well. There was the whole wanting-to-kiss-her thing, o' course, and, and other things. 'Course he was attracted to her, she was an attractive lady! And stunning, 'specially when she smiled the way she was now. He wasn't lying about that smile, she had a killer one, did Michaela. No, killer was the wrong word: Mickey had the kind of smile that smoothed out all the wrinkles in the world, 'specially with that hint of a blush in her cheeks, it was everything soft, and— "Blimey," he realised aloud, and he gave a stunned, delighted sort of laugh. "I bloody do, too!"

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	jezza_belle 2021-12-01 12:08 pm UTC (link)
	At that, Michaela beamed and she moved closer to him. "Well then," she laughed, "I suppose what we do about this, is go on a real date? Sometime soon? What do you think about that, Art?" How in the world was this happening?! (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	tan_thy_hide 2021-12-03 11:53 am UTC (link)
	Art beamed all the wider, her laugh filling him with a comfortable warmth, like sitting 'neath the sun on a clear autumn day. "I think that sounds bloody marvellous!" he said effusively. "What do folks do for dates these days, then? What's the go?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jezza_belle 2021-12-03 11:56 am UTC (link)
	"Let's see", she said, inching closer still. "They go out to restaurants, or they go to see a show. To the movies. To a museum, though so much of that is just stolen artifacts, so- Maybe not a museum!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

tan_thy_hide
2021-12-04 01:59 am UTC (link)

Her arm was brushing up against his, and Art leaned into her, idly tracing a finger down the back of her head. "Mm, yeah, an' I'm banned for life from the Natural History Museum. Oh, and the Met, too. That one's a Marian ban, so I ain't game to break it." He and Marian had marathoned their way through the Ocean's movies over the summer. Bit of fun, lots of talking over the action and ripping into the schemes, arguing about how they'd do the heist better. When they'd made it to Eight and the Met Gala heist, well, they'd both been a good few drinks deep by then and the Met was only a train ride away and Marian had realised a whisker after Arthur that they were no longer talking hypothetically and swiftly forbidden him from the museum on pain of death.

"Where do you like to go?" he asked. "If we was doing the Michaela tour of the city, what's the first stop?"

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jezza_belle
2021-12-09 12:07 pm UTC (link)

Michaela laughed because honestly the fact that Art was banned for life from several museums was too good.

Oh god, where was the first stop. "See, this is hard because I have no social life," she laughed. She went to work and she went to visit her family and she went home. Very occasionally she went out for a drink with the express purpose of finding someone to fuck, but Art already knew that, because that was how they met. "Probably watching some of my dear friends perform?"

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	tan_thy_hide 2021-12-09 01:28 pm UTC (link)
	"Dinner and a show!" Art grinned, immediately on board with the idea. "There's a proper date! An' you've got the inside scoop, bet you know all the best gigs, right?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	jezza_belle 2021-12-09 01:34 pm UTC (link)
	"Well the best gigs without me in them," she winked. "Dinner and a show sounds perfect." Michaela had honestly not expected this conversation to go like this. Though something was still niggling at her. "You're not- Art, you're not just- You're not settling for me, are you?" He had been alone for so long, she worried. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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