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Tweak says, "Then how about marrying me?"

empty journal (fameandglory) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-10-19 21:59:00

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!2003:10, marcus flint, susan bones

Who: Marcus Flint and Susan Bones
When: Backdated to Thursdaaay evening
Where: Rules and then.. ?
What: A date for her birthday!
Rating: TBD
Open/Closed: OPEN- To Susan Bones

He really shouldn't be nervous anymore, should he? Marcus Flint doesn't do nervous. Girls get nervous about him and it's never the other way around. He's never worried about being pleasing enough because, Merlin, he's got a smile that makes casual sex so very easy, makes his life easy.

And look where that got him. Delaney Twilfitt pregnant with his child.

It's no wonder that he's searching for something different. Searching for something so that when Jovian is old enough to ask if his father loves his wife he can answer truthfully with a yes, rather than the grunts given to him by his father.

But the search is awkward. It has him in unfamiliar territory and looking more and more like... like Oliver fucking Wood rather than famed, brutal, handsome, Marcus Flint. But this doesn't stop him from pursuing Susan further. There is the general reasons: she's too pretty, insanely pretty. She's got eyes that make his heart race and he does wonder on occasion what she'd look like with her head tilted back, lips uttering his name in a half moan. But then there is more than that cropping up. He can't get enough of how kind she is, how understanding. She's patient and she's got a love for gardens that he shares and he can't help but think she'd be grand with Jovian, but he refuses to linger on that last thought very long.

It's these thoughts so heavy in his mind that has him nervous as he steps into her little shop to meet her. He's in a crisp black shirt and tie, something fit for a more upscale muggle eatery than a wizarding one, and his wand is tucked in a strap around his calf. He pauses in the middle of the shop and tilts his head, not sure if he wants to call for her just yet. Instead he slowly begins to look about the shelves.

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susy_b
2010-10-20 04:04 am UTC (link)

Susan was all nerves, she couldn't quite place it, but every time she actually thought about Marcus Flint, Susan found her stomach doing flips, and her heart threatening to beat out of her chest. He was nothing like any one she ever knew. He was nothing like her friends, and most certainly nothing like Ernie. Susan knew her feelings for Ernie were there, but these new feelings? They were something she wanted to explore. It wasn't often that someone actually paid attention to her, of course, there were her male friends, but most of the time - especially during her time at Hogwarts - she was just quiet Susan Bones, kind hearted, and maternal. She was the girl that everyone turned to when they needed help, or advice, or just someone to console them, and tell them everything would be all right. The only other male in her life whom she's ever dated was Ernie. True, there were feelings, but she knew she had to get out there and see what else was out there. Of once, Susan was being the selfish one.

Selfish... and daring. Staring in the mirror in her room above the apothecary, Susan blushed. Her dress wasn't too revealing, on the contrary, in comparison to what other witches were known for wearing, her's looked downright prude. It was the fact that it cinched her waist perfectly, and dipped slightly down that made it seem like a dress both perfect and awkward for her. There were times when black was her color and other times when it was not. Today, with her red hair pulled back and off her shoulders, it looked perfect.

Fixing the earrings Marcus sent her, she quickly glanced at the clock in her room and gasped, "Bloody hell!" Snatching up her shoes and her wand, she bolted out of her room, slamming the door behind her. Coming to a halt at the top of the stairs, she lifted her skirt just to quickly place her wand in the holster around her thigh, before taking the stairs two at a time. She must have sounded like a stampede of elephants, despite being barefoot.

Stopping once more at the bottom of the stairs, she quickly tossed her shoes on, and checked herself in the mirror at the bottom of the stairs before finally pushing the door open to the apothecary. "Merlin, Marcus, I'm so sorry." She said breathlessly, as her dark green eyes scanned the shop. Hopefully she didn't keep him waiting too long.

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fameandglory
2010-10-20 04:21 am UTC (link)

Usually he cringed at such girls. The girls that didn't show complete poise and grace when entering a room, the girls were a little too shy for his tastes, the girls who often didn't interest him because they were boring. Somehow, though, the sound of her coming down the stairs had him chuckling and grinning.

Then, when she entered the shop he spun on his heels to greet her and found his mouth suddenly very, very dry. His hand clutched tightly a small, velvet box and he tried to even his breathing a bit as he took her in.

"It's fine," he finally managed, voice husky and low. He quietly stepped toward her and paused just before her so he could lean in and very gently place a kiss on her cheek, just at her ear.

"I got you something else," he murmured into her ear before standing tall again and offering her the slim box. He drank her in, the corner of his lips jumping up a bit as he did so. Sweet Salazar she looked good.

"To go with your earrings."

[Inside the box is this]

	OOC: susy_b 2010-10-24 08:02 am UTC (link)
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