forum Pretending Hearts (O/O CLOSED)

Started April 05, 2019 by Deleted user

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Daisy snorted and rolled her eyes, putting her garbage in the paper bag the food had come in. “Let’s do some archery. And why is the game room closing?”

“It’s not closing. We’re going to rearrange it. See which things we need to remove and which ones to add,” Arvil clarified as he stood up, watching her. “Come, then. Let’s go work on your archery skills so you may one day fight and survive the apocalypse.”

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” Daisy sighed in feigned exasperation. “I’m the woman who will save the world from the apocalypse with my archery skills, you know. So it’s a good thing you have an whole area to practice here.”

Arvil snorted, holding out his hand for her to take. “The savior. And what does that make me, I wonder? The sidekick?”

Daisy hummed and took his hand as she stood. “Probably. Every good hero needs a sidekick, right?”

Arvil snorted. “The sidekick who would take all the attention away from the hero with his naturally good looks and amazing skills,” he winked at her, leading her out the door, his grip on her hand tightening. “Sorry, love. Better luck next time.”

Daisy huffed, shaking her head with an amused smile. “Really? I think they’ll all be distracted by my beauty…”

Arvil chuckled, walking over to the elevator. “Would they be?” He mused. “If that’s what you want to think, love.”

“How rude!” Daisy laughed, swatting at him. “Anyway, archery… Anything I should know before we start?”

Arvil would have been taken in by her laughter had she not swatted at him. He grinned, bumping their shoulders together. “Not really, no. Just that they need a lot of practice before you can save the world.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Daisy said with a roll of her eyes, a smile still playing on her lips. “Are you going to do any this time? Or just help me?”

“We’ll see,” Arvil shrugged, stepping into the elevator and pulling her in as well. “I’ll probably just help.”

“If you want to practice, too, I’m sure I could figure it out on my own,” Daisy said with a shrug, looking up at the floor numbers. But I won’t be upset if you would rather help…

“I’d rather watch you practice,” Arvil replied with a shrug, pressing a button. “Sounds much more fun, don’t you think?”

“What, no helping me this time?” Daisy asked, a teasing lilt to her voice as she glanced at him from the corner of her eye with a small smirk to accompany the look.

Arvil chuckled. “If you want me to help you, love, I can,” he winked at her. “All you need to do is ask.”

Daisy rolled her eyes with a noncommittal hum. “You do remember that I literally just started, right? I’ll probably need your help whether I want it or not.”

“I’ll help you, then,” Arvil winked just as the elevator door opened. “Come on. It’s not that crowded as it always is.”

Daisy stuck her tongue out at his back before following him. “How many people are usually in the room a day?”

“It depends,” Arvil shrugged. “They usually like to drop by during lunch. And don’t think I didn’t see the face you made, love.”

Daisy chuckled softly. “All right. Straight to the archery room, then. Let’s go,” she hummed, already on her way there.

“Lead the way, why don’t you?” Arvil muttered, though there was a smile on his features as he followed after his fake fiancée. “Your bow is still there, by the way.”

Daisy blinked but didn’t stop walking. “Oh? You didn’t get rid of it or take my name off?” she asked softly.

Arvil hummed, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “I didn’t,” he responded. “It was yours. Nothing for me to get rid of.”

“But it was really yours. Your company’s, your money… You didn’t have to keep it,” Daisy protested, blinking up at him owlishly. Why did he keep it when he hadn’t needed to?