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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.

Date: 2012-12-13 01:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
"That's just sad. Don't you miss it?" He wasn't sure how he would ever cope with that. The excess would suffocate themselves with sex. It was just a part of all three of them, it was something they needed. Like water and air to breathe. So, for Greed understanding it in the way Zoe presented it just felt foreign to him. It didn't matter how she swung it.

"You've gotten into the swing of things with me before---wait you said almost. With who?" It better not have been that tree.

Date: 2012-12-13 01:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
"Are you describing sex or chocolate cake. I can't be sire, because I am always one with chocolate." He was making jokes but part of him---"I envy you for that. For getting to experience something as if its the last time you'll have it, so you make the most of it. You make it memorable." It was the part he always wanted to have.

"You just said you wanted a nap."

Date: 2012-12-13 02:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
He pulled his hand away from hers, his eyes dropping from her gaze. "No, I don't know," his voice a soft expression to his usual behavior. He pulled his hand completely from her grasp. He didn't like the way she talked about feelings in a way she thought he understood. He may have been cut from the cloth of humanity, able to feel things in a humanistic way, but this was a slap in the face. He curled up. She always made him feel like Chance, like just a boy, but right now he was Greed.

"Yay cake." But he didn't move, his voice less through enthusiastic.

Date: 2012-12-13 02:53 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
He refused to look at her, he even stuck his nose in the air. "You don't ever make me Greed, you've always seen me. If its so easy to forget, you'll find out one day that you can't see me as anything else." He held back from telling her still about Lust because he didn't want Zoe to look at him like that. He liked that she could see something else.

"How?" He asked in a pout, curling his knees up.

Date: 2012-12-13 03:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] better-than.insanejournal.com
Big blue eyes stared back at her like a mirror. The more she explained the more he hated her for being able to have that. But he had her, so it was as close as he'd get to having it. She made him someone else, he wanted to understand and emulate, but he wasn't emulating--it was the real puppy love in the only way a sin coupd have it. It was his sinlyness that would ultimately ruin it.

He leaned in for a kiss. "I want cake."

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