˖꡴ꪾ͜͡☠

"  ..  then,  it is best you set it aside.  leave it be.  you must prioritize your wellbeing first more than anything..   how can i help ease that perturbation of yours?  " ⠀he leans─–   elbow settled to the desk,  while an arm rests just above the chair's frame where she remained seated.

⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀　 ────　　　( 　@fontained 　)
            〝  no,  you haven't done anything wrong [ sigh ] i'm just to an extent frustrated over work ＂

⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀　 ────　　　( 　@fontained 　)
            〝  oh,  you don't have to do that cecillion ＂ she tried quickly saying after noticing what the heir had requested,  but failed seeing that the servant had already left〝  i still would've figured out a way to eat the chocolate regarless of you doing that for me..- ＂

a sigh,  impassive,  he'd turn to the servant that stood nearby the door⸺likely the one who served it. ⠀"  kindly replace it with..  something lighter,  thank you.  "

⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀　 ────　　　( 　@fontained 　)
            〝  it's..  nice-  i just don't like chocolate in such large amounts is all- ＂

nor did he even know why,  of all the noble guests—-  he'd have to be paired with none other than an infamous member of the fatui.  surely this would taint his image,  no?   gossip and perhaps rumours will be ingratiating;  however naught is exceedingly dreadful than this situation he's got himself in. ⠀"  please.  refrain from doing that.  " ⠀the note in one's voice is stern,  gloved hand of his tightens to her lithe waist,  steadying her in place after noticing her  ..  awkward attempts. ⠀"  i can see why,  my lady.  " ⠀inclined forward,  his lips neared to her cheek.  his words simply meant for her to hear under a quiet tone. ⠀"  your departure now would serve only to tighten the snare about us both.  " ⠀
            ∗     tension was too good

২ ✶  i love their beef sm >:3c

⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀　 ────　　　( 　@fontained 　)
            〝  oh,  i'm sorry ＂ her tone was sweet yet flat as she stared at the other with a strained smile.  she really didn't understand how or why she was roped into dancing with the heir.  her attempts at scurrying away proved futile with every attempt made at escaping〝  dancing was never a strong suit of mine's where i live.  so i hope you don't mind my accidental slip up ＂

⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀　 ────　　　( 　@fontained 　)
            her back remained turned to bear the weight of cecillion's heated gaze.  she understood the other's hate he must've felt towards her in this moment,  it was completely deserved,  there was no denying that〝  the reason i never told you was because i never wanted you to be associated with the version of me that has killed people ＂ arms remained folded over her chest as her fingers dug into her arms〝  i was willing to keep up this charade of mine's for as long as i needed to so long as i can feel like i was actually worthy of loving again,  even if my apperance was fake.  and i understand that is selfish of me to do,  but would you have really still accepted me even after knowing the truth﹖ ＂

cecillion's golden gaze regards her,  disdainfully so.  in the first place,  one shouldn't have allowed oneself to surrender such whims to someone⸺anyone.  laying himself vulnerable,  just for it to repeat again  ..  something lays rest deep within his memories,  an obscured past.  yet the depths of the coil in his heart was achingly familiar,  he had every right to be livid,  had every right to loathe her for it. ⠀"  i have been true to you.  yet this is what you give in return?  " ⠀a forced laugh. ⠀"  what more..  have you not told me?  "

⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀　 ────　　　( 　@fontained 　)
            irina's lips pressed into a thin line out of annoyance before a quiet grumble could be heard followed later by a sigh〝  it's work related.  nothing that concerns you ＂ was all she responded with before her head rest against cecillion's shoulder with a soft thud

inquisitive,  cecillion asks once more.⠀ "  then..  out with it dear.   it's not wise to keep it in..  much to your petulance,   you look like an angered pup.  "⠀ he throws in a little tease,  likely to ease her mind out of unsaid perturbations.

⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀　 ────　　　( 　@fontained 　)
            〝  that's not it.  i'm upset because of a different reason ＂

⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀　 ────　　　( 　@fontained 　)
            〝  oh please,  you say that as if you didn't fall just as hard for me as i did towards you ＂

⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀　 ────　　　( 　@fontained 　)
            〝  i'd hate to be seen dancing as if i had two left feet in public.  so i took it upon myself to take a few lessons ＂

♥︎   GWAA um um, scolding

∗     eee any

@pyrombrs 
            An introduction please !~ 

⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀　 ────　　　( 　@fontained 　)
            a hand was placed against the nape of the heir's neck once he was close,  and she pulled cecillion down to her level until their noses breifly brushed〝  wouldn't you like to know﹖ ＂ she said as a small smirk of her own appeared before she let go of the other and walked away.  irina then chose to stand near one of the bushes nearby,  her interest in the flowers within them being piqued

“⠀you wound me so.⠀” ⠀ a temporary hand rests upon his chest,   signifying as if one was hurt by the comment.    however,   after retracting one's hand─–  cecillion strode to her side and leaned with a careful whisper. ⠀ “⠀and what are the  'better'  things?⠀”

⌣̩̩̩̥̩͜⟢ ꠦꫂꯥ⠀　 ────　　　( 　@fontained 　)
            the tactician in question responded with silence as her arms folded over her chest.  she later turned so her back was now facing cecillion〝  i'd argue that there's much more better things to look at than you ＂