http://history-repeats.insanejournal.com/ ([identity profile] history-repeats.insanejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] nevermore_logs2012-12-06 10:11 pm
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WHO: Greed & Zoe
WHEN: November 28 [Backdated]
WHERE: W hotel
WHAT: Two birthdays for the price of one!
WARNING: Fluffy fluff or I will strangle them o_o


Zoe wasn't taking Satan's threat lightly. She was terrified of the blonde and had jumped more than a few times since the run in two days ago. Greed thought it'd be best if they spent some time apart for safety reasons but the 28th was Zoe's birthday and she was 25 today. And she'd made a promise to Greed that she'd share her birthday with him since he'd never had one. So Satan or not, she intended to keep her promise. A promise was something sacred to her and not even the fires of hell were enough to make her break one.

She picked the W hotel again because they had had good luck with it last time. No one had spotted them and it seemed to not be in the path of Virtues or general folk of the hell variety. She wore a yellow dress with black tights, not as fancy as the one that Greed had gotten her (which she had accepted as an early birthday present) because that one was tainted with Satan's threats. But this one had belonged to Zoe's grandmother, and like most of Zoe's clothes, had been tailored to fit her. She hoped Greed liked it just the same. She'd done the same trick with the keycard as before when she'd arrived and now sat on the edge of the bed and sent a text to Greed which was cryptic but she had confidence he'd understand it:

Your room's ready, Mr. Grolls.

[identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com 2012-12-12 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"What if I already got tickets?" He squinted his eyes, opening up one just slightly to watch her reaction. They opened fully at her little description. "Is that how you ride roller coasters? Oh my god, Zoe---" he shook his head. Even when he had felt that same upchuck reflex after kissing her the first time he kept on diving right in. Deciding things weren't worth the jump---it just wasn't how he did things.

[identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com 2012-12-12 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Kinda the second Wrath told me about it. I found a really good deal!" He leaned over the bed with her still on top of him, craning to the bag of baby stuff and found the card in a yellow envelope that he handed to her. "It's like dinner and a movie but with us flying over New York city at the time." That was his present to her, as selfish as it was. "That's blasphemy! Do you really think I could explore all of you in just one night?!" She had a mountain of curves he wanted to spend a week wrapped up with.

[identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com 2012-12-12 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"Woooohhhhooo" he wiggled his fingers around as if confetti and balloons would fly out of the envelope the moment she opened it. "It'll be in the middle of the night. Christmas day. They have tons of other shit to crash."

Greed threw his head back against the backboard. "Zoe!" he grumbled. "Fucking tease you know? I promise I'll show you everything I know." He gave her a wink. "It's like riding a bike, isn't that the expression?"

[identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com 2012-12-12 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"What is that a bad day? I figured the rest of the world would be busy as hell. Easy chance to slip out. Then BAM. No one has to know." Greed laughed at her. "No you don't cause I just ganked them ninja style."

He held his hands up to where her hips had once been, his bottom lip puckered out. "You moved..." He rolled onto his side, arm going up under the side of his head like a pillow and watched her hide her face. "How long has it been since you've rode a bike?" He was curious now. He then poked a finger through the gaps in hers. "I'll rock your world baby. Fireworks."

[identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com 2012-12-13 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Two years? Two? Oh my god. I'd die." He poked her arm over and over Gain. "That's torture. Not even foreplay?" Now he just all out shook her until her tomato flushed face looked at him. "That's just," he held a hand to his chest, "it hurts, it really hurts."