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Lydia Martin will punch you in the throat (immunetothebite) wrote in valarlogs,
@ 2013-09-25 01:43:00

Entry tags:

lydia martin, peter hale

Who: Lydia Martin and Peter Hale
What: Awkward telepathy
When: way backdated to the kryptonite plot
Where: The studio where Peter works
Rating: PG for innuendo?
Status: Incomplete

Lydia was going to lock herself in her room and never come out. That’s what she’d told herself anyway. Ever since this whole telepathy thing started up, she’d been hearing everyone and everything that came from people’s heads. Her best friend was in love with her brother. Or at least wanted to bone him. And vice versa. She wanted to scrub out her brain. Why was it always someone else? No one ever thought about her like that.

So she was hiding in general, but she knew that she needed to go into work and pick up some clothes for a photoshoot that was happening later on. Thankfully there weren’t that many people around, so she tried to avoid them as quickly as possible and went up to Peter’s office. She thought he wouldn’t be there, and could just let herself in.

When she saw that he was there though, she tried not to look sheepish. “Hey.”

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raisinghale
2013-09-25 02:01 am UTC (link)

Lydia had mentioned some sort of telepathy, which Peter wasn't quite sure he believed but since people were having dreams about him being a werewolf, he supposes stranger things have happened. Still, it was a nerve wracking thought. The idea that someone could see into his head.

Luckily most of what was going on there now were numbers and measurements and how the hell he was going to turn this men's line out by the Christmas season.

He smiles and gives Lydia a distracted wave, mumbling around a few pins he had between his teeth. "Hey there."

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immunetothebite
2013-09-25 02:05 am UTC (link)

Oh it should have been a load of shit. Not that she would ever really do an awful joke like that. She dreamed of something, but whether it was him and a werewolf was pretty much not resolved as far as she was concerned. She didn't want to see into his head. Certainly not.

"Hey," she said again and then sighed. Right. This was bad. "I didn't know you were in here. I was just uh.. looking for peace and quiet. Sorry. I can let you work."

She turned to go.

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	raisinghale 2013-09-25 02:08 am UTC (link)
	"Please, you're always welcome here, you know that." Even if my wife doesn't agree. The thought comes unbidden and he stamps it down as fast as possible, gesturing to the stool next to his at the work table and keeping his eyes on the dress he's pinning. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	immunetothebite 2013-09-25 02:21 am UTC (link)
	Her eyebrows shot straight up upon hearing that. Then just like that the thought was gone. His wife didn't like her being there? Huh. Lydia swallowed and nodded. "Thanks. You won't even know I'm here." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	raisinghale 2013-09-25 02:25 am UTC (link)
	As if I couldn't smell your perfume from across the room. And it always lingers distractingly, even after you leave. He clears his throat and leans closer to the material on the table in front of him. "Are you escaping from weird dreams, or the -- telepathy or something else?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	immunetothebite 2013-09-25 02:34 am UTC (link)
	Christ. It was really hard not to act like she hadn't just heard that. She just kind of stared at him blankly for a moment. Her mouth was even slightly agape. "What? Sorry I was uh distracted.." She'd barely heard him saying anything. "Both.. Both actually." She gave him a pointed look. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

raisinghale
2013-09-25 02:40 am UTC (link)

-- ah. Well that's awkward and unfortunate. He manages a slightly sheepish look in return, doing his best to keep his thoughts to himself. Though he's not even sure how you do that sort of thing.

"I've heard of a lot of strange things, but telepathy is a new one. Is it every little thing constantly, or just particularly loud thoughts?"

Peter tries to keep his thoughts, then, on the work in front of him and avoid looking at Lydia at all. Though the harder you try not to think about something, the more you tend to think about it, and images of Lydia keep popping into his head. Nothing untoward, just the way she smiles, or twists her hair around he fingers. Her habit of applying lipgloss every few minutes. Mostly innocent things.

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immunetothebite
2013-09-25 02:49 am UTC (link)

She wasn't sure which of them was more embarrassed by being caught. God she was glad that he had no idea what she was thinking. "Mostly loud thoughts. But there's a lot of people, and they're all really loud. And.. I kind of feel like I'm going nuts," she admitted, pushing her hair back. "I never should have touched that stupid rock."

Lydia notices the things he's thinking. Not words, more images. She doesn't know what to think.

"Is she really upset about you and me? I mean not you and me like that of course... but."

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raisinghale
2013-09-25 02:52 am UTC (link)

Peter hesitates before answering, but there's really no hiding anything. Not right now, anyway. Not when she can apparently see into his head.

"She's upset because she thinks there might be a you and me. Because you're a very attractive young woman, and I spend so much of my time here. She's starting to think it's not just about work, anymore. And no matter what I try to say to convince her otherwise, I'm not sure she'll ever really believe me."

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immunetothebite
2013-09-25 03:01 am UTC (link)

Lydia would keep apologizing, if it would help. She didn't want to read his mind, trust her. Hearing about his wife only causes her to frown. "I'm sorry." She supposed she could understand her thinking that. They did spend a lot of time together. For work, but he was also her friend.

"Would it help if I told her there wasn't anything going on?" She kind of doubted it, but she didn't want to jeopardize his marriage. "You know if it helps, I can work somewhere else."

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raisinghale
2013-09-27 06:57 pm UTC (link)

"Somehow, I'm not quite sure that would help. But the offer is sweet and I appreciate it."

Peter holds up a hand and shakes his head a little, "You don't have to, Lydia. I enjoy working with you, and at this point I think it's just something my wife and I have to work through.

Though if I've made you feel uncomfortable, I understand if you'd rather not continue to work for me."

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immunetothebite
2013-09-27 09:57 pm UTC (link)

"You're probably right, I just felt like I should volunteer." Just in case it was the right thing to do. She didn't really want to get into a fight with Peter's wife.

Far be it for her to say something about how it probably had nothing to do with Lydia, so she kept her mouth shut. It was his marriage, not hers.

"No, you haven't made me feel uncomfortable. I'm just sorry you're upset. I wish there was something I could do."

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raisinghale
2013-09-29 02:55 am UTC (link)

"You're such a dear to be worried." He reaches out to squeeze her hand with a gentle smile.

"I'm going to do something special for her. I'm actually working on this dress for her, and I'll ask her to wear it when I take her out for a nice evening at her favourite restaurant. We'll get a babysitter and have an evening to ourselves. It won't fix everything, but it's a start."

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immunetothebite
2013-09-29 03:42 pm UTC (link)

She gave his hand a squeeze in return and smiled. "That sounds like a good idea. I'm sure she'll love it." She would love it if someone made her a dress. Though of course not to make up for something that they'd done. It was the thought that counted. "I won't keep you, since you're busy. I'm just going to crash over here and read and stuff." And keep all of those voices that were in her head quiet.

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raisinghale
2013-09-30 05:56 am UTC (link)

Peter kisses her knuckles and holds her hand a moment longer before letting her go. "Thank you.

Your Halloween costume is up on the rack, by the way. If you'd like to see it."

The dress, he thought, was sexy without being over the top. The bodice was simple and tasteful, and the black and red had layered well on top of each other. Hopefully, Lydia would like it.

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immunetothebite
2013-09-30 08:09 pm UTC (link)

Oh! Halloween costume. Lydia beamed and then went over to go find it. "Oh man that is gorgeous!" she turned back towards him and grinned. "I love it. Thank you so much." Ah if things were different, she would have kissed him. But she didn't.

Instead she went to get it off the rack and then go to try it on. She wanted to make sure that it fit, even if he already had her measurements down to a T.

Already she loved it though.

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	raisinghale 2013-10-14 03:11 am UTC (link)
	When she returns with the dress on, Peter smiles warmly. "You look stunning. I'm so glad you like it. I hope you have a party or something fun to wear it to?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	immunetothebite 2013-10-14 06:40 pm UTC (link)
	She even gives him a spin and has a great big grin on her face. "I think I might. Nothing set in stone yet though. I love it though, thank you." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	raisinghale 2013-10-19 01:12 am UTC (link)
	"You're so welcome. It really does look amazing on you." Peter crosses the room to kiss her cheek, squeezing her hand lightly. "Promise you'll come visit, even after you run off to college? I don't know what I'd do without you as my muse." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	immunetothebite 2013-10-19 01:25 am UTC (link)
	The moment she felt his lips against her cheek, she shut her eyes. Just for that moment. "Only because you made it look that way." She twirled around a bit. "Of course. As if I could ever stay away. I'll be back whenever you need me." (Reply to this) (Parent)