Well , Hate To Break It To You , Olivia But The World Doesn't Revolve Around You . Thick Layer Of Annoyance

‘ well , hate to break it to you , olivia but the world doesn't revolve around you . ’ thick layer of annoyance coats noah's words as he speaks walking up to her out of the darkness of the hallway . a groan escapes his mouth as he retrieves the phone from his pocket and turns on his flashlight so he can actually see something . ‘ what the hell are you doing down here in the dark anyways . ’ brows knit together as he looks at her , everyone had gone to bed hours ago , himself included , but being the insomniac that he is of course he's wide awake and bored out of his mind at two in the morning . ‘ don't you know you shouldn't go investigating haunted places by yourself . ’ he's lying through his teeth , but she doesn't have to know that .

a starter for @assidvous based on this.

　　"Damn, where the fuck is the light switch," Olivia muttered to herself. The cabin was old — probably from the dark ages. The least the interior designer of this place could do was offer a few lamps here and there. The windows in the living room allowed in enough light, but of course, she was in her bedroom, unable to sleep in this creepy ass cabin. As she fumbled around the dark hallway, her eyes finally adjusted to see the last person she wanted to see. The pair just didn't get along. "If you're trying to scare me, believe me, I'm already scared enough."

side of his mouth quirks up into a smile as he closes the space between them with a few steps . ‘ oh yeah … there’s nothing hotter than a girl who wants to ruin my life . ’ he speaks from experience , likes to call himself daring but really he’s just a masochist . comes with the job description , apparently . or maybe he's just taken one too many punches to the face . ‘ correction , you didn’t have anywhere else to be . now you do … we’re going out. ’

“ hmm, is it now? ” a soft hum, playfulness lacing her tone. the distance between the pair was alluring, yet allison kept herself at bay. a dangerous thing it'd be for her to get any closer. “ depends on where you want t'go. i've got nowhere else to be. ”

‘ yeah , i heard you the first time . ’ and had it been any other situation he would have let it go but he wasn't as inclined to listen this time , not when he was this deep . ‘ but walking away isn't as easy for me as it seems to be for you . ’

"i told you to leave me alone."

chest feels hollow , the tension surrounding them heavy . his eyes dart in the direction of who she speaks about but only for a split second . their son . gaze returning to his clasped hands before him , the temptation and heartache he feels greater than any he has ever endured . heart beats erratically and he needs to take a deep breathe before he speaks up . ‘ you know that's not how this works . ’ wants to throw caution to the wind and and say fuck it more than anything . hug his son and tell him how much he loves him , for the first time . he's gotten so big and mercer wonders if he looks more like him now , if his voice sounds the same as his . to hear him laugh . ‘ i shouldn't have come . ⸻ but i . . . i couldn't stay away . ’ moment of weakness , turned to guilt . he knows he's putting both of them in harms way by being here . ‘ i should go ... 'm sorry . ’

open to : m / nb !

plot : based on sally jackson and poseidon but can take routes that aren't strictly god and mortal . could be any form of immortal like vampires or some weird supernatural curse i dunno just here for the angst .

" you should ... you should talk to him . " they shouldn't be having this conversation , it had been years since she had laid eyes upon them and it killed her to realize that . there was little more between them than a shared son they hadn't known , one who could never understand that none of this was easy for any of them . " just this once . "

covering up a murder together is such an underrated form of intimacy

shit eating grin makes it's usual appearance , barely holding back the amusement in his eyes as she blinks at him , wide - eyed and unsure . it's never the plan to get stitched up . ‘ i know you hate the blood , but don’t worry about that . i'm walking away without a scratch on this one . ’ voice is low , calm and confident as ever , he’s said it a hundred times before . reaching out he gently tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear . it's a sign of reassurance because it's a lie , a bold , blatant and quite frankly obvious lie . and he knows she knows this too , but smile on his lips say trust me . she definitely shouldn't .

isabella blinks at him , rather stupidly like someone should apply the cartoon sounds over every time she batted her lashes . " oh ... that's a lot . " it took her aback , it didn't sound that bad when he was talking about her not long ago but she wasn't certain if questioning him ever worked out in her favor . " if you want me too . i want to support you but you know all the blood . " she hated it , she hated the blood and the bruises , always gasped too loud when he took a hit but she still went every time . " i won't have to be stitching you up if things go wrong will i ? "