knew you were trouble :*

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The cold breeze bit at his bare calves. He spent ten minutes on stretches to warm his body up, paying no mind to the winter air. It was freezing but he knew it would take little to no time for his body to start pumping blood and get him warm again. He zipped his hoody as he began to jog lightly on the spot before taking off in no particular direction around Los Angeles Park. It was quite early and not many people were around, just how he preferred. Having to swerve countless times for dog walkers and pedestrians was beyond irritating for the man. He hadn’t been jogging in a while but in recent light, he needed a method of stress release. A means to clear his head and relax; he had always been a sportsman ever since he could pitch a ball and he had managed to stay in shape despite being past his prime. Jogging at a leisurely pace he was not straining himself but was pushing just enough for it to do something.

A stream of pointless and irrelevant thoughts streamed through his mind for the first few minutes. For one, he hoped that the woman he had brought home the night before was gone by the time he returned. He had met her in a Teddy’s the lounge he now frequented in the Roosevelt, she was mildly intoxicated and already aroused. Half the work done and without the effort, she ticked all the boxes. It was all about the easy pickings for Richard nowadays, he didn’t miss a beat after Bianca and he had ended things. Or rather her slapping him and telling him they were over, all on her birthday. It was a good thing he hadn’t bothered with a present. What a waste that would have been. But he had to admit it was fun whilst it had lasted. She was undeniably sexy and easy at that, he couldn’t have asked for a more perfect woman. Aside from her clinginess everything was almost perfect. She proved to be more than just a bed warmer when in those rare moments they would talk. It would be a lie to say he hadn’t missed her even the slightest.

Filming for Justice League still carried on but Rick had not been as hands on as he had promised. He was partly humiliated at her outburst but at the same time he wanted to show her just what she was doing. That there was no going back or running back to him; that she was nothing but another notch on his belt. He made no attempts to win her back; he obliged to her wishes and never contacted her. How she was doing was a mystery to him, he had kept to his word other than the occasional tabloid article on her. He wondered if she had moved on. He doubted it; there was no way she could get over him so easily. By now his heart was pumping steadily and he had increased his pace, working up a sweat. He unzipped his hoody mid-jog, feeling hot and uncomfortable. He sprinted the few kilometres ahead before slowing down altogether in front of bench where he soon discarded his hoody. His breathing was shallow as he did some light stretches to prevent his muscles from aching.

He paused mid-turn in the process of retrieving his hoody. There stood the woman who had occupied most of his thoughts only moments. It had been a few months since they had last seen each other so he took this moment to truly take her in and only know did he realise just how much he had wanted her over those past months. ”Bianca” he greeted her, his lips curling into a devilish smile ”It’s been a while” he spoke closing the distance between them.


tagged; bianca/sid!
outfit; he does not feel cold obv (w/ hoody)
notes; mwuahaha <3

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and he only comes out at night

gives you feelings that you don't wanna fight

TAG: zoeee / richard n. WORDS: 790ish ONE LAST THING: outfit here

”Toby!” Bianca whined, grabbing the leash that hung on the wall of her foyer before running out the door. ”Wait for mommy!” Of no surprise to the actress, the Yorkshire terrier slowed down and turned back towards the house and stood until Bianca caught up, kneeling beside him. ”Don’t make me have to put this on you.” She threatened the dog that just whimpered before she stood up and hooked the leash to her own belt buckle with the other end in her pocket before walking towards the park with Toby right beside her. She was in the right mood and attire to run around the park several times. Her stamina had always been impressive, but the yorkie’s wasn’t. Not to mention, she had spoiled this dog so much by keeping him in the house and pampering him, it wasn’t a surprise that he wasn’t as athletic as he should be. That wasn’t to say he wasn’t unhealthy. Bianca took very good care of Toby. Maybe too much care. That wasn’t the point, though. This was just a quick walk in the park for them both. For Bianca, it was more of a chance to be out at the park without being recognized and hovered. She wasn’t the kind to avoid people because…well, B loved people. But she would like to go out once a while and not be treated like a celebrity.

After several minutes of walking with Toby, playing fetch for a little while and even jogging a little, Bianca spotted Richard Nolan tossing a hoody onto a bench. Her first instincts were to check him out while he stretched those fine muscles. The moment of her gawking only did last a few seconds, ending when she saw him turn around and before he could see her, she gasped and turned around, kneeling by Toby again. ”Alright, baby. You and I need to make a run for it now, can you do that?” Bianca whispered, clearly unable to determine just how close to the man she really was. She had been bolting for the past couple months; she didn’t think she would have a problem doing it now. He kept his end of the “break up,” she was supposed to be able to do the same. Hell, she got away with fleeing to Florida for a longass weekend without being confronted by Richard, so pretending like she didn’t see him at the park and just walking away shouldn’t be too hard. ”Bianca.” Shit. ”It’s been a while.” She stood up and turned around to the man who was now moving close to her.

Now, Bianca didn’t exactly dress up like she usually does when she leaves the house because she really didn’t expect to see anyone and of all people she could have possibly ran into this morning, it happened to be Richard Nolan: the one person she had been successfully avoiding for the past couple months. Yes, filming was still underway and true, the man was still her producer, but she luckily got away with having to speak to him…at least not directly. If she needed something, she would ask someone else who asked Richard and granted that was a little cowardly of her, but it worked out for her. She didn’t think it was chicken of her at all because she wasn’t running from him. She just chose to avoid him after finding out what he did to one of her friends…a friend that had now grown even closer to Bianca.

Okay, fine. She was running. But although it was hard to resist him, her lust for Richard surprisingly wasn’t as strong as her need to stay loyal to her friends. Sadly, however, she hated herself for not looking cute right now. Not because she wanted to impress him, but because she wanted to give the impression that she was doing just fine without him. She really was. No, she wasn’t throwing herself at hot guys like she usually does and bringing them home—or letting them bring her home—but she had a smile on her face lately. She wasn’t exactly over Richard, but she wasn’t still moping around, wishing he were around again. Those days were gone. They took a while to end, but they eventually did. Maybe she could still pretend like she’s better than she has been in a while. Even in sweats, she was pretty gorgeous, right? Right. ”It has been a while.” She avoided looking directly at the smirk on his face, but she did smile back. ”How’ve you been?” Bianca returned casually, the nervous state obvious in her tone as she gripped tightly to Toby’s leash, looking down at him occasionally as a sorry excuse for avoiding eye contact with her producer.

you better run for your life

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Even dressed in sweats and without make up, Bianca still managed to look attractive to him. He had rather hoped that she had fallen off the wagon and put on a bit of weight in his aftermath. He had wanted her to be the living proof that no woman could live without his charm but there she stood looking more than capable. A part of him resented that; it would have been nice to see her suffer a little at his expense. But it looked as if she had other plans. ”Good.” he replied curtly, since when had they bothered with small talk? It was an unusual turn of events from their usual interactions. ”Work has been keeping me busy, you know what it’s like” in truth he wasn’t quite as busy with work as he had made out, his only project at the moment was Justice League and that hardly required his full attention especially considering the role of producer was split between two people.

”What’s new with you?” he inquired. He hadn’t been nosey at all in their separation, he’d kept his distance. Went about his own business but perhaps his negligence was a mistake, his lack of interest was down to her actions on that night. He only acted how he saw best fit; she deserved this after what she had done. Though he had faired worst from other women, it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch for Richard to say he was shocked by her little scene. After all, no explanation had followed, not that he had made an effort to seek one. He hadn’t quite got his head around that evening, even after so long. But he had asked what as new in a means to scope out whether she was seeing someone else. It wasn’t impossible for that to have happened; he just had low expectations of her. He was convinced that although she was looking prim and proper that inside she was not completely over him. So much that she couldn’t possibly be with another man right now.

His arrogance often blinded him; he was so sure of himself in situations that it was easy for him to presume he knew more about someone than they did about themselves. It was this assurance, this aura that made him able to bluff with such ease. It gave him the confidence to do what most men would hesitate to do. Of course he himself hadn’t wasted anytime in moving on to a new conquest. He had needs and as most men with needs, he needed an outlet. That outlet happened to be in the form of ridiculously tall supermodels with brains as small as a nut. Victoria Secrets fashion show was like a haven for him, like a chocolate factory was to an obese child. These women never shared his bed for more than one night as a rule; they were one-nighters, only there to sedate his hunger. Though on a few occasions, the faces of these beautiful women would merge with that of his former lover and would tempt him to keep them for the night. But with a quick shake of the head, her face was gone and all had been righted. He stayed off the VS models for a while after that, the reminder had not been a good one.


tagged; bianca/sid!
outfit; he does not feel cold obv (w/ hoody)
notes; this will get better <3

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and he only comes out at night

gives you feelings that you don't wanna fight

TAG: zoeee / richard n. WORDS: 690ish ONE LAST THING: outfit here

As much as the man would have wanted to, he would never really know just how much Bianca actually suffered at his expense. She never let it show on her face, even though every mention of her in the tabloids didn’t fail to mention she was alone after being around with Richard. Bianca was even asked how she felt, what had happened, and how it is to work with him even though they aren’t together—if they ever were that. Being snapped out of her thoughts quicker than she would’ve expected, Bianca found herself listening to the sound of his voice. She didn’t care if it was about work, but it was still his beautiful voice. Crap. No! It was a horrible voice. She shouldn’t have still been standing here, listening to it. Who cares if work’s been keeping him busy? She never did care before when she disturbed him while he was working for a quickie or two. ”Yeah, I know what it’s like.” Did she? Is that before or after she travels across the country to get away from work?

”Me? Oh, you know. Nothing new, still working for you…” Bianca wished she had something new to tell him just so he wouldn’t get the idea that she was feeling worthless without him. She wasn’t, actually. ”Keeping myself busy too.” It was still hard standing there when her head was back at the beach on the night of her birthday when she slapped him and told him to never speak to her again. Considering that night, it should be the most awkward thing standing there at the park in front of him, talking to him as if nothing happened. If something new with another guy really were happening, she wouldn’t say here to him. Not here. Not during their first conversation after two months. That isn’t to say, she didn’t have sex. Because she did. But we’ll get to that later.

Even then, however, Bianca wished he still thought about her rather than busied himself with another…victim, if you will. That’s really what she felt like. Sometimes she wondered if that’s what Sky felt like too, because something told her that Sky wasn’t exactly head over heels for this man like Bianca was. Somewhere deep down inside, she wished she never “broke up” with him and that she could still be one of those beautiful women she saw him around with; the ones fulfilling his needs like she used to. That wish did go away when she figured he’d trash them later on, but it didn’t go away for long when she started missing him again. She liked being the trophy as much as she said she minded it. She liked him showing her off to his mates. She wanted to be that Victoria’s Secret model he was all over. And the more she was thinking and staying quiet, the more she was forgetting why she ever told him to leave her alone. Bianca took full advantage of the quick and sudden memory loss by scanning him from shoulder to abs with her eyes that made it obvious she was undressing him.

A bark from the little canine standing beside her startled her to the point where she not only redressed her producer, but also moved her eyes away from him, leaving her looking embarrassed of what she just did. He just looked so good, even for a man nearly twenty years older than her. No, she didn’t expect him to look horrible after she broke up with him. In fact, she didn’t expect him to even be phased. Deep deep down inside, she was hoping he hadn’t listened to her when she told him to stay away from her. It did make her friendship with Sky stronger and she could never regret that. Sometimes she wished Richard wasn’t such a jerk. ”You know what? I should go.” Then again, he never really was a jerk to Bianca. Sad thing is, she isn’t that selfish. Like I said before, as much as she liked him, she liked being loyal even more. No one needed to know that she secretly wished he’d keep her from leaving.

you better run for your life

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