takes one to know one ,

[persephone pacific]

we had fire in our eyes in the beginning

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persephone closed her laptop, looking around messy apartment and chewing on her bottom lip. kaylie and her had only been here a few days and it was already starting to looking like a tornado went through it. there was empty pizza boxes around in various positions , she also had take out boxes and a few of kaylie's toys were sitting on the floor. they were in a line in front of the small pull out couch that the two girls had shared. some people might think that it was cruel the way that persephone was letting her daughter live. but in fact , this was the only place that the older girl could actually afford and well , it was the cheapest apartment that she had ever lived in. persephone remininsced on the days that she lived with milo and they had shared a pretty cozy apartment in chicago. that was while persephone was pregnant and feeling fat and unpretty. but milo had always made her feel like the prettiest girl in the room. she felt like she had betrayed when she left him to go to florida for treatment but she had a reason for it. persephone wanted to come back to the older boy when she was all better and than they could have gotten married. but treatment took longer than she expected and she didn't come back until a few days ago but by than , milo had figured she wasn't coming back and he had hated her. the recent AIM conversation they had kind of proved it but towards the end , he got to his old self again. the milo hurley that persephone had fallen in love with all over again. he had decided to give her another chance after taking her daughter and impregnating another girl. she had told milo that she didn't even look at another guy while she was away but he had obviously slept around and that hurt her too but she was always quick to forgive and forget , unlike her ex - fiancee. but she was pretty sure that he had forgiven her and she was going over to his house today to see her daughter and the man that she loved. he had told her that he still loved her and that she broke his heart but she was willing to look past that and get back together with him. but he did say that they weren't going to start out together but that was good enough for her. she was going to build his trust again and never leave him. he said that if she hurt him again , he would take kaylie with him to chicago and she couldn't handle that , even in her condition.

she wasn't actually dressed , ever since milo took kaylie she had lounged around in pajama's and just ate chinese food. she had skipped chemo because she was mad at him and figured that she deserved to die. persephone pulled the blanket off her lap and got off the couch and headed towards the bathroom. the bathroom was probably the cleanest because persephone had made sure that it wasn't as disgusting as it was. the bathtub had a few of kaylie's bathtoys in it and it was almost cute. oh how the older girl wanted her daughter , she knew that it must have killed milo that he didn't get to see his daughter in a year but persephone had been away from her daughter for more than fifteen minutes. he had taken her away a day ago and it was killing her inside. she had turned on the water and pulled the little plug that let the shower run. she stripped down and stepped into the warm water. she had multiple bruises on her body because she had been getting more and more clumsy since chemo started. it literally drained her and had made her sick more than ever. kaylie had held her mother's hair back every time she was wrapped around the toilet bowl. after she had finished , she wrapped a towel around her bruised body and headed towards the the small dresser that she had bought for a very small amount of clothes that the two girls owned. of course , kaylie's clothes were all gone and now persephone's was just sitting in there. she grabbed a white skirt and a plaid white and black sweater. the older girl winced as she pulled on the skirt , she was starting to become skin and bones. usually , chemo made people gain weight but all it did was make her lose it. persephone was already down to one hundred and four pounds. she was way underweight for her height and it was scaring her , alot. she grabbed a brush and quickly brushed her hair and grabbed a pair of shoes. she didn't have a car anymore and had to walk everywhere. persephone ran down the street and got a few wolf whistles and she rolled her eyes and entered bel - air territory. it looked less scary when they advertised in the newspapers. milo and her had always talked about moving to california and raising a family in the hills but she left before they even got married.

the crazy thing was that persephone still wore the engagement ring. even after a year of not seeing her fiancee , she wore the ring and she hadn't even kissed another guy. but the thing was that she never told people that she was engaged , hell she never told anyone that it had basically been called off. well , technically it was never called off to begin with. she just left , without a word to anyone and with her , she took her daughter. she knew it had devastated milo beyond belief and it had hurt persephone too. she didn't want to leave but than again , she had to. persephone walked up to a house that she assumed was milo's , it was his address and there were a bunch of toys littered all over the yard. persephone laughed and tried to cover it with her hand before she positioned the teddy bear that she had bought for kaylie under her arm and she rang the bell. it was now or never.

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notes : sexy time. xD
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[milo hurley]

so deep that it didn't even bleed and catch me
OFF GUARD, RED HANDED, NOW I'M FAR FROM LONELY.



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daddy, when's momma coming over? the little blonde girl asked, as she hopped onto the couch milo was lying on and sat on his chest, holding tightly onto his nose. milo swatted her hand away and carefully put the vanilla drink he'd gotten earlier from starbucks onto the coffee table that was near him and shut his lap top so the girl wouldn't squish it. he'd been trying to nap, and she'd came out of no where and jumped on top of him. milo looked up at his daughter who was currently wearing a tiny led zeppelin tee shirt and pink shorts, his black clandestine hat on her head. milo laughed as she jabbed him in the side of the stomach and he sat up, careful to not let her fall backwards and off the couch. not until way late. after you go to sleep. he told her, looking at the clock on the bottom of the computer screen. nine fourty-six. kaylie normally ended up in bed around ten. biting his lip, milo climbed off the couch, hoisting the girl into his arms while he did so. she protested, but milo didn't really seem to notice or care and continued to carry her into the room that he'd set up for her yesterday. it was formarly used as just a spare room he had in the back of the decent sized house he was renting. but it had been transformed into his daughter's make shift temporary bed room. he placed her down in the room and directed her to put on some of her pajamas and left the room before she could start stripping down. he went back into the living room and pulled penny lane, his tiny english bull dog puppy, into his lap and finished off his starbucks. as he heard kaylie running down the hallway and into the bathroom where her toothbrush was, he sighed, shut the computer, pushed penny off his lap and wandered down into the bathroom and leaned against the door as he waited for the five year old to finish brushing her teeth. when she had, he handed her her glass of water she liked to have for bed time, and led her into her room, sat her down on her bed, and handed her a random book he'd taken in with them, which happened to be a hemingway book. nice. she crawled into bed, and milo, satisfied that she was all set, got up after saying goodnight to her, shut the door, and left, returning to the couch to wait for his ex girlfriend.

milo got bored watching i love money reruns, stood, and went back to the master bedroom he slept in whenever he actually slept. sighing softly, he put on the first tee shirt he found, because he'd been shirtless prior. this one said bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity. it was very lovely. he slipped his feet out of his shoes which he'd been thumping around in and kicked them under the king sized bed, making marley, his other bull dog who'd been asleep on the bed, jump and leave the room quickly. milo stifled a snort and flopped down on the bed, gathering what little thoughts he had. he rolled over onto his back and looked at the clock. 10:05. he let out an impatient groan and lazily stretched before he gazed at the cieling, tracing the cracks in it with his eyes. looking back at the clock on his nightstand, something caught his eye. it was the picture from years ago at the hospital, right when the doctors brought kaylie in and let persephone hold her for the first time. milo had just been physically beaten by the blonde woman during birth. most men just got their hands squeezed. milo had gotten scratched and pinched and slapped a few times from his charming girlfriend, since kaylie really hadn't wanted to come out. at all. he bit into his lip again and stared at the picture, remembering the day all too well. it made him go through a mixture of emotions. he got sad, lonely, upset, nostalgic, happy... it was confusing, but it wasn't as complicated as some of his other thought processes. he missed her. he really did. and even though he'd seen her yesterday, no progess had been made, except that he took kaylie from her. nice. anyways. he reached over for the stereo remote and clicked it on with a push of the button, and instantly shiska filled the room. milo continued to stare at the cieling, and every few seconds he'd glance at the stupid picture of her and kaylie. not able to distract himself, he sat up and opened the drawer, pulling out a whole stackful of pictures. the first one was another really old one of milo and persephone with kaylie on her first birthday. various pictures of kaylie and her mother. and then of course, one from their engagement announcement party where his sister took a picture of them kissing. he slid the pictures back into the drawer quickly before he could get too caught up in memory lane.

it was kind of too late, though. he already started remembering one point in their relationship when milo had said an ass-hat thing and made her angry. probabaly about her getting obscenely obese, and she got all hormonal and wanted to hook up right that instant, and milo refused her because he knew the feeling would pass and she'd end up sobbing hysterically in a matter of minutes, and he'd feel like complete shit because he might have hurt her or something. she'd gotten so fucking mad at him that she'd stormed out of the apartment and into the rainy, dark streets, since it had been in the middle of the night. milo'd chased after her and eventually caught up with her, offered her his sweatshirt, only to recieve a slap to the face, which she immeadiatly apologized for. and then she'd decided that she didn't want to go back to the apartment, despite milo's pleas, so they'd spent the night in a local denny's, because apparently those things stay open all night long. anyways. they'd had this total breakfast club moment with the staff there, and they'd all became like, best friends for that night, and they all got into these amazing conversations about everything and nothing at all, and that night was when milo realized that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with this girl. she'd already been knocked up, so it was kind of shitty on his part, but still. she was soaking wet, her hair a snarly mess, and her make up completely run down her face, and she'd never looked more beautiful. so right in front of all of their newly found denny-friends, milo had proposed to her. he hadn't had a ring or anything, but the next day he'd gone out and gotten her the most expensive one he could afford, which was pretty fucking expensive, since his career had started to take off by then. but the point was, if she could spend a night at fucking denny's, in a run down booth with strangers, milo knew he could definately spend a lifetime with her. she was completely down to earth and at peace with everything, and also very forgiving, which was what milo would need for any relationship he got himself into to work. because yeah, the kid fucked up. time and time and time and time and time again.

as milo heard a knock on the door, he sat up and after nearly tripping over the dogs, made his way to the door. before he opened it, he shut off mad money, threw away the empty coffee cup, shoved various items into the trash, and cleaned up anything he could do quickly. he made sure there was no embaressing wardrobe malfunction going on with him, like backwards shirt or something like that, and when he was satisfied, he made his way over to the door and opened it. milo bit his lip as he looked at the blonde girl, feeling boyishly week in the knees. the first thing he noticed was yeah, she was still pretty tall, and stood a few inches over him. immasculating, yeah. but it hadn't been a problem back then, and it wasn't really a problem now. she looked as gorgeous as ever. in a more unorthodox way. gaunted. skelital almost. and only fucking milo hurley would think that was somehow alluring and endearing. but then again, his sense of the world was kind of twisted and unorthadox in it's own ways. hey, he greeted her, stepping aside to let her in. when she'd come into the house, he shut the door behind her and sat down on the couch next to the baby bull dog and absentmindedly scratched the puppy behind her wrinkly ear flaps. i really did miss you, pers. he admitted softly, noticing she sat down on the couch besides him and was close enough to touch. he forced himself to look back at the bull dog, and focus on anything but how her white hair framed her face and tickled her long neck and shoulders. he finally looked up at her and gave her his infamous lazy, half-ass grin and chewed on his lower lip as his eyes fell not so subtly to her long legs that splayed out from underneath her tiny white tennis skirt. he glanced up at her quickly and then back down at her mile-long legs until he couldn't help himself. he reached forward and rested his hand on her thigh, right where her skirt ended and her legs began, gently rubbing her leg with his hand. his dark amber eyes blinked up again to meet her eyes. if she was anything like she used to be, she wouldn't slap him or anything.

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love your shirt, guhfrand. doya,doya?
mom says dinner's DONE !
holy shit, how long was it? idk, 1,000-something inches words.
irrevelant information CHEEEESY.
the shit that i refuse to turn down at the moment is almost easy. xD

[persephone pacific]

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persephone shifted her weight on both feet and let the butterflies float around in her stomach. she heard shuffling around behind the door and looked behind her and debated on whether or not to bolt and not come back. she hadn't seen milo since yesterday and he was a total asshole towards her when he came to pick up kaylie. persephone decided to stay and the door opened and there was milo , looking as adorable as ever. he , of course was a couple inches shorter than her but it really didn't matter to her or them when they were dating. they were already so much in love after he got her pregnant that no matter how they looked , they always looked beautiful in each other's eyes. milo said a hey and persephone gave him a weak smile. it seemed like thats all she ever gave people these days. it was that one signature smile as if it were telling the person that she has been through hell and back. which , was basically true. i mean , she went through her dad abusing her , running away , finding milo , getting pregnant , falling in love , getting cancer , having kaylie , having milo propose , and than leaving. now she was just suffering through milo calling her names and taking her daughter away. that was way worse than anything her dad could have done to the younger girl. Hey you. she gave another weak smile and milo stepped aside , letting her into his house. she looked around the rather large house and noticed that it was almost as messy as their apartment but it did look like someone tried to clean as fast as they could. she tried not to laugh as she made her way towards the couch. persephone sat down next to a dog and smiled as milo started petting it. it was an adorable dog. she looked around for a bit , noticing a few of kaylie's toys on the floor and finally looked back at milo. he opened his mouth and she gave another weak smile before he spoke. he had missed her , well it was kind of obvious he did. well , other than him telling her on AIM earlier. Hey , i missed you too. she looked away again and put her hands , awkwardly in her lap and took a deep breath before leaning back into the sofa and waited for milo to say something else. but , instead he put his hand on her upper thigh and just rubbed it for a bit. persephone looked at his hand and than at him to find that milo was staring right back at her. she was confused , very confused at this point. persephone figured that the two would start out as friends or something or even build this unique relationship up to friends and than they might get back together. but now she figured that he just wanted to jump right back into their old relationship. of course , persephone didn't have a problem with that. she just couldn't understand that milo could be saying that he wanted her dead one minute and than he could be rubbing her thigh like they did this all the time.


persephone took his hand off her thigh and grabbed his other hand and linked them with her own. she smiled , a real one and leaned forward to press her lips against his own. this girl had not kissed anyone besides her daughter in such a long time and it had been nearly killing her. she pulled away from his lips and dropped his hand and looked away shyly like she would have done in the beginning of their relationship. persephone looked at him and smiled and leaned forward but not letting her lips connect with his before talking , her breath smelling like peppermints and coffee. "I've missed you , milo. I really have. I loved waking up next to you every morning and I just want you back. By the way , your lips taste really good right now." she connected her lips with his once more and put both hands on either side of his face. i guess in the back of her mind , she had always hoped that milo wouldn't sleep with anyone else but hey , he was a guy and he probably couldn't have lasted that long. unlike his ex - girlfriend who went a whole year without sex , which she had almost slept with someone but she decided not to , on account of milo. but what hurt her the worst was that he slept with saphara , his best friend. now she was pregnant with his child and persephone was hurt by that , a lot. if milo was going to sleep with anyone else , she would much rather have it with some random stranger that meant nothing to him. but she knew that saphara meant more to him than she ever did. the two had grown up together and it just made persephone nervous. now , don't get me wrong ... persephone wasn't insecure about milo's and her relationship even while they were dating or hell even engaged. she was just worried now that milo wasn't dating anyone. she loved kissing him , it made her feel more alive and it made her feel safe. when he proposed to her in the that denny's , she knew that she would love him till the end of time , no matter what he would do or say to her. the thing was that persephone didn't care what people thought of her , even though she was wearing milo's sweatshirt , eight months pregnant , all her make - up on her cheeks and soaked to the bone , she felt even more beautiful with milo. he made her feel like the prettiest girl even when she looked like total shit. that was one of the reasons she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. persephone had many , many reasons for why she wanted to spend the rest of her life with this boy right here on the couch next to her. but one of the main reasons is that she was so much in love with him that he made her go crazy every time he looked at her. he made her smile whenever he made those lame jokes of his. he made her fall in love all over again every time he kissed her. those are probably the most corniest reasons she ever had but they were all true.

she looked at milo and chewed on her bottom lip before pushing the dog off the couch and sitting closer to milo. persephone put her chin on his shoulder and looked at him with her blue - grey eyes and asked him the simplest question. "Why am i here ?" kaylie was probably already asleep and if she was than persephone couldn't see her. if it was one thing that kaylie hated , it was being woken up in the middle of the night. she had come here to see her daughter and she wondered what the hell she was doing here. she chewed her lip and kissed his shoulder before standing up off the couch and looking at him with more than just love in her eyes. at once , she knew why she was here and of course it hurt her but made her crazy at the same time. persephone walked around the couch and wrapped her arm around his neck and whispered in his ear. "Your bedroom , two minutes." She kissed his cheek and and walked down the hallway , assuming it was the way to the main bedroom. of course , she found it and looked around with a smug look on her face. it was nice , even for milo. she sat down on the bed and noticed a picture of kaylie and her in the hospital and smiled as she set it down on the dresser and waited for milo to enter the room. she really didn't care for the reason she was here but it did feel good that she was here with milo again.

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closed for : milo
words : 1503
notes : i'm super sorry i didn't have this done before you left !
outfit: sexy , sexy.
status: done !

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[cecilia van der rohe]

hear your voice again, could we dim the sun?
AND WONDER WHERE WE'VE BEEN, MAYBE YOU AND ME.



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milo was almost borderline scared to open his front door and let persephone in. because tehre was the off chance it wouldn't be her at the door, or that she'd leave before he got the chance. so he practically forced his feet to trudge along towards the door. one after another, he made his way towards the white frame. his hand numbly reached out and clutched the doorknob after he unlocked the door and swung it open. he subconsciously let out a breath of relief that it was indeed the blonde girl, and offered her his lazy little boy smile as she smiled weakly at him. she'd definately changed. his once happy-go-lucky persephone looked tired and worn out, sick and fragile, unhappy and struggling. worried about something, too, it looked like. milo immeadiatly felt unsettled and scratched his shoulder with his opposite hand, stepping aside to let the laithe blonde past him and into their fairly large condo he was renting at the moment. of course this wasn't permanent. he still held onto the hopes that he'd eventually settle down with someone and they'd get a place together. hell, he'd even bought a house in chicago for him, kaylie, and persephone, but quickly sold it when she ran off. he'd burned a whole lot of bridges when pers had left. his music was probably the only tihng that was better off. all his angst and hatred he could channel into lyrics. but the process of having them being made into actual songs and then preformed was hard to deal with, because it opened up old wounds and made him relive about every emotion he'd been feeling whenever he'd written the song. what he'd been doing while writing it, what he'd been eating, what he'd been thinking about, how much he missed his girlfriend and kid... everything would come back to him, and it really did suck, because milo was a very fragile person. the right words could completely kill him. anyone who knew him pretty well knew exactly what to say to completely shatter the boy. for persephone, words weren't even needed. the deafening silence when milo had come home one day to find her closet and kaylie's completely cleaned out, all of their belongings gone, and one of their cars vanished from the driveway was words enough. milo didn't leave the apartment in chicago for days after that, and when he had, it was only to walk the dog who was practically bursting with piss from being held in so long. but for months he'd been depressed and a complete dick to everyone around him, he'd been in a shitty state of mind for a while. and now as he was finally being pulled out of the darkness, persephone was back. which was fine, unless she decided to leave again, of course. he was basically a ruined man if she decided to off herself or stop treatment or run again. last time he'd seen her, he'd been a complete ass and hadn't really noticed how different she was. he'd barely spoken to her, grabbed kaylie, and left. he'd been completely cold and emotionless. it hurt less that way, to keep her out of his life. but he couldn't do it. he acted like he could, he tried desperately to push her away any chance he got in the past few days, but he'd eventually given in and just let her in again. he needed her too much.

he'd try to control himself. he had. but it was impossible. the skirt she was wearing was making it even harder. she must have known how badly she was teasing him. this was awful hard on the boy. he hadn't even realized he'd touched her leg until she moved his hand off of her leg. he'd tried to stand by what he'd said and start out as casual friends or something, but he didn't know how hard it was now that she was sitting right there in front of him, practically begging for him to fuck her. or, at least, that's what milo's pants that were tightening by the second were telling him. his amber eyes followed hers to his other hand as she laced their fingers together. he felt his heart begin to race in the slightest bit as she leaned closer and her familiar smell filled his air bubble. before he knew what was even going on, her soft lips touched his and he was instantly overwhelmed by nostalgia. he pulled away when she did, eyes down cast, fighting an internal war in the mean time. he couldn't do this again. get feelings for her again. it only ended in pain so incredible he couldn't even describe it. he knew that he hated hearing about broken hearts because he thought it was a load of crap, but when he'd techincally had his broken, he understood and became semi sympathetic for others who'd feeled even a speck of the pain he'd gone through. the boy didn't respond as she leaned in close again and spoke, but subconsciously bit his lip as she spoke, a nervous habit of his he'd developed from the beginning of times. he saw it coming this time, the kiss, and put his hands on her bony hips gently, carefully. this whole thing would be slightly difficult since she was like a delicate china doll that could easily be shattered, what with her small weight and bruised body from all of her chemo treatments. only milo would think it made her look even more appealing to the eyes. but then again, he had a distorted, upside down way of looking at the world. he didn't even understand why she even wasted her time with him. she was gorgeous, blonde, and tall. she could have anyone she wanted, and she picked the short, lanky, fugly hawaiian kid. okay?

milo blinked as penny lane's body hit the floor with a tiny thud. normally he'd chew whoever pushed his dog off the couch out, but since it was her, and since she was moving the dog to make room for herself, he didn't say a word, even when the little dog snorted in confusion and toddled off down the hall, most likely in search of marley or kaylie. milo was instantly distracted frm any and all thoughts of his dogs when he felt weight on his shoulder, and he glanced over at the blonde who was now peeking up at him from behind her blonde eyelashes, her head tipped against milo's arm. he couldn't help but let a crooked smile dwindle on his face as she spoke, and he shrugged, slightly uncombforatable with the question. why was she here, exactly? he'd known that kaylie would be in bed by now, and that they'd be alone. if he was honest, he'd say that he'd hoped that they could get somewhere in whatever it was that they had. i wanted to see you without kaylie around. he said, looking back at her before pressing his nose to hers, grinning. he restrained himself from pulling her back onto the couch when she got up and went around the back on the couch. he tiled his head back to see where she'd gone off to, but before he could, he felt arms around his neck, and could feel her breath on his neck. his grin only grew wider when she murmered into his ear. she shouldn't be allowed to do this to him. make him go this crazy. she was completely aware of the power she held over the twenty five year old boy. he waited a bit, making sure he could semi-control himself before he got up and trailed like a lovesick dog after her, shutting the door so kaylie didn't come in during the middle of the night over some dream she'd had to explain in great detail it's meaning to milo while he pretended to listen. he tossed his hat to the ground and wrapped his arm around persephone's waist, kissing her neck while he slowly stepped backwards, forcing her forward towards the king sized bed. when the backs of his legs hit the frame of the bed, he fell backwards until he was lying on it, and pulled her down with him he stopped kissing her and gently cupped the side of her face with his hand and looked into her pale eyes. you sure this is okay? he asked her, leaning up to kiss her softly on the lips.

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love your shirt, guhfrand. doya,doya?
mom says dinner's DONE !
holy shit, how long was it? idk, 1,000-something inches words.
irrevelant information CHEEEESY.
the shit that i refuse to turn down at the moment is almost easy. xD

[persephone pacific]

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in a few seconds , milo had followed her and now he was kissing her neck. he fell backwards on the bed and she gave a laugh as he fell. this felt like old times. his arm was now around her waist and she smiled as he cupped her face in his hands and asked her if it was okay. milo kissed her and she kissed him back and nodded as a yes. she pulled back and smiled at him and spoke in the softest voice possible. "It's fine with me. but what about you ? what about saph?" she asked nervously as she put her head on his chest and just looked at him with an almost intent look on her face. if this wasn't alright with him , they could just sit and talk or she could leave. but right now , in this moment she wanted him. ever since the day she saw milo , five or six years ago , she wanted him. he had always asked her why she chose him and she didn't want to sound corny about it , so all she said was that she loved him. but the real reasons were that he could make her laugh without even trying , he made her feel beautiful when she looked like shit , he made her feel safe , and he wasn't a dick and tried to impress her with all that manly shit. all persephone wanted was a simple guy with simple feelings and milo was the simple guy but he didn't have the simple feelings bit quite down yet. persephone ran through this whole scenario in her head and wanted to know what would happen to them if they went through with this. would they be a couple ? would they just stay casual friends ? or would he just want her for sex considering he couldn't sleep with saph anymore ? she chewed on her bottom lip once more and decided to throw her worries away. who cares what saph thought ? or anyone else for that matter ? she was the one who cared about milo the most , no matter what anyone said or thought. even though she left , it meant she cared. she wanted to marry this boy underneath her more than anything in the world. even though she was sick and probably wouldn't live that much longer , she wanted to live the rest of her days with him. persephone kissed his lips again and smiled at him as she rolled off of him.

persephone had always wondered how good of a dad , milo was. he was usually gone most of the time and that left the older girl alone with her daughter but she didn't mind as long as milo came home every night. persephone wasn't worried about him cheating at all. he was usually the guy who would ignore the other girls when they went out or something. but after she got pregnant , persephone felt insecure. she had always thought that milo would leave her for some younger girl who was prettier than her. but at the end of the day , all those insecurities would disappear when milo would come home and sit on the couch and eat frozen yogurt with her. those were the best days of her life , when she was pregnant. milo was home every night and than they would watch some movie together and just eat frozen yogurt or whatever weird concotion that persephone came up with. she had always felt bad that she made him run out to the store at three in the morning because she had a craving for hot dogs or something like that. it was crazy but she understood that he loved her and would do anything for her. anyways , back to the main focus. persephone was laying next to milo , now and her face was inches from his and she could smell his breath. this felt nice , it felt like old times and she enjoyed the old times. but now she would just like to get to the sex. if she didn't have self control , she would have jumped milo's bones right there on the couch and nowww that would be something to explain to dear little kaylie. "mommy , why are you on daddy?" and little kaylie was so not ready for the sex talk. hell , persephone didn't even get the sex talk until she was fifteen.

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closed for : milo
words : 859
notes : this fails. D:
outfit: sexy , sexy.
status: done !

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[milo hurley]

so kiss me like you did when my heart stopped beating
BEATING SUCH A SOFTER SIN.



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milo grinned as she let out her old familiar laugh. it'd always been contagious to him, like some deadly disease that she spread with each genuine smile or soft chuckle. if this was another one of his dreams, he didn't really care if he didn't wake up. wow, cliche and cheesy. two things milo tended to avoid when it came to romance. in fact, milo avoided romance all together since persephone had left. as he felt her nod, his hands went back to her waist, but he pulled them back when she parted from him and spoke. dammit. milo was getting into that typical mindset of a guy who was extremely impatient waiting for the sex that was practically right in front of him. and he very jackass-ly wanted to tell her to shut her mouth unless she was using it to kiss him, but he refrained and looked up at her. he groaned as she rested her head against his chest and exhaled. what about saph? he asked, voice dangerously close to a whine. sure, milo made her laugh, was about as masculine as she was, and generally a decent guy... but simple he was not. he had a list of pills that he needed to take daily like an ill, recently shot, lame racehorse did. he didn't have as many problems as was made out, but he did definately have some issues. and his emotions changed at least by the hour, but one thing never did, and it was the fact that he did care about persephone. he acted like he didn't to ease the pain, but it didn't do a hell of a lot. eventually he caved in the second he saw her, or the second she started begging him. milo had no idea what he wanted to happen with them. what, would they stay friends or what? just be a now and then kind of thing? would it even work out if they decided to give it another go? fuck like milo knew. he kissed her back hungrily, and scrunched his eyebrows when she rolled off of him. where are you going? he demanded, whining in the slightest bit once again. when milo didn't get what he wanted, or was prolonged in getting it, he got testy and even annoying. he was like a little boy in many ways, and this was only one of them. he found persephone's wrist and gently tugged on it, but she barely even moved from her spot besides him. he gave up for the moment and flopped over onto his side to face her, their faces only a few inches apart. milo was normally a pretty content, at peace kind of a guy, but when he wanted something, this something being her at the moment, he wanted and needed it right that moment. he was quite the impulse buyer as of result, and had closets full of sneakers he'd just 'had to have' as well as sweatshirts and novelty tee shirts. it got him into trouble when he first started raking in any sort of cash, since he blew it so quickly. he'd had to have someone shop with him so he didn't completely empty out a store's supply of nike dunks.

the boy was actually a pretty decent father. i mean, he loved kaylie and cared about her, and would do just about anything for her. she was one of his first priorities. it had killed him when she was taken away from him, because she was one of his favorite people on the planet, and most definately his favorite little dude. chick. whatever. anyways. he was a good guy to her, always patient, never yelled at her, never patronized her or lied. if she wanted to know something, like if santa claus was real or not, milo would tell her no, it was all corporate bullshit used to bring in buisness and big bucks during holiday season. he was brutally honest with the girl, but it paid off and the little brunette seemed to trust him. when it came down to it all, milo would do anything for persephone if she asked him nicely enough. when she was pregnant, milo was out practically every night, getting her whatever she'd been craving that night, and then come back home and cuddle up with her in front of a movie or something with her. it was the moments like that that made him happiest, the most content and calm towards the world. everything else went away, all the walls came down, and he was just there. he didn't have to fake a smile or a laugh, he could just sit there with her and feel completely at ease. like himself. milo sat up and leaned over towards her, finally done with waiting. he bent his head and kissed down her jaw line, from her ear to her collar bone, and tugged her arm again, trying to get her back on top of him.

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love your shirt, guhfrand. doya,doya?
mom says dinner's DONE !
holy shit, how long was it? idk, 1,000-something inches words.
irrevelant information CHEEEESY.
the shit that i refuse to turn down at the moment is almost easy. xD

[persephone pacific]

hello boy , its been awhile guess you'll be glad to know

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When persephone asked about saph , milo asked her the same question but more urgency in his voice. she chewed on her lip and smiled at him before pressing her own lips to his before speaking. "Oh , I don't know. She loves you and well ... she's pregnant with your child." of course persephone regretted saying that because than milo might change his mind and send her home. but if he did , she wouldn't leave. she had wanted to see him and well , it was driving her crazy that they were talking instead of getting busy. it was mainly her fault though that they kept talking. it had always been a problem for her once milo and her actually got into the bedroom. she just talked and talked. she had always told herself that she was just her damn mouth and let everything just happen , but it never seemed to happen and she had intentions on working on the no talking thing tonight. when he asked where she was going after she rolled off of him , he grabbed her arm and tried to pull her back on top of him. she rolled her eyes and he than soon rolled over on his own side. this felt nice , just facing milo after a whole year of not seeing him , not knowing that he slept with more girls than he had fingers and toes. she kissed his lips and and put one hand on his face and rubbed it lightly with her thumb and gave a small laugh as she felt he was starting to grow a beard. facial hair had really never suited the boy and she had always made fun of him when he tried to grow that soul patch. she teased him that it looked like pubic hair was on his chin and he just went off , grumbling but when he came back , it was shaved. she just laughed it off when he came back without the soul patch , milo had always taken what she said to heart and that made her feel special because some random girl could come up to milo onstage and say he looked good and he would just shrug it off , but if persephone ran up to him and told him he looked great , he would wrap his arms around the girl and press his lips on hers. the other random girl would walk off , obviously pissed that he didn't thank her or something. persephone had always loved being his girlfriend and also being his fiancee. those two titles had always made her happy but the one she wanted the most was his wife. it might sound crazy but she really needed that. persephone took a quick glance at the engagement ring on her finger and than looked at milo's and noticed the ring she had given him for their third anniversary was off. she took a small gulp and gave milo a weak smile as he leaned forward and kissed her jawline and grabbed her arm to get her back on top of him. the one thing she didn't want to regret is to wake up and feel like total shit that she slept with him.


persephone was now back on top of him as she gave a small smirk towards his direction as she kissed his own jawline and than finally on his lips before pulling back and pulling her shirt off and throwing it to the floor. she had missed him a lot and it was crazy. if you looked at her arms , you would notice the bruises on it but at the moment , those things were the last thing on her mind. persephone got off of milo once more and stood up , almost instantly. she was standing shirtless in a white tennis skirt and standing on top of his bed. it might sound crazy or even look crazy but persephone had definitely changed. she used to have to plan everything to a tee and make sure everything went exactly how she wanted it. now , well she was just a little bit more crazier. she liked to do things spontaneously , she liked to have fun and enjoy herself no matter the consequences. even if it meant getting hurt in the process. persephone extended a hand towards milo and smiled at him before asking him. "Dance with me?" it might sound crazy but thats what she wanted. persephone wanted to dance with him , on his bed without any music and it didn't sound any more perfect than now. who knew when she would see this boy again ? maybe he would go and find some other girl to marry and than persephone would leave and never see him again except on TV and he'll be hanging on the other girl. she smiled down at him and spun around before falling to the bed , with a loud laugh before covering her mouth. she leaned foward and kissed milo and put both hands on his face and pulled back , biting his lip softly. persephone was probably the biggest tease that she knew and that was saying something. She knew what milo liked and what he hated. It was always a special talent her's.

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closed for : milo
words : 1035
notes : better than last time. :\ next one will be amazing !
outfit: sexy , sexy. underwear
status: done as fuck.

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[milo hurley]

in your eyes i lost my place
COULD STAY AWHILE AND I'M MELTING.



milo casper oliver hurley ,
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milo fucked.

real good.

411 ,
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love your shirt, guhfrand. doya,doya?
mom says dinner's NOTDONE !
holy shit, how long was it? idk, 1,000-something inches words.
irrevelant information yeah, i'm brain dead.
the shit that i refuse to turn down at the moment is almost easy. xD