07-08-2020, 03:49 AM
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— fred usually didn’t stick around long enough at someone’s side before leaving them high and dry. he was used to stringing women along, saying anything it took to get what he wanted before leaving them once he had it. when he met mollie at that valentine’s day party, he had gone into the event thinking that she would be no different than the others before her. he had been full of promises he knew he couldn’t possibly keep to try and get to her. he promised to even get the moon for her if she so much as said the word - which she had, almost immediately, a smug look across tipsy features that were almost perfectly illuminated in the moonlight. at the time he wondered how easy it could be to get her in his bed.
but it was months after the fact and he was falling, and he was falling hard, and freddie wished so desperately that he could find a way to get the moon for her because she deserved that much from him.
the smile on his lips felt genuine as he patted the mule absently, giving the mule some much needed attention. it had been a while after all. eyes peered over at mollie from the corner of his eyes, observing the fond look in her eyes and the gentle huff of laughter that passed her lips. “oh. believe it or not, i came up with that one right on the spot,” he remarked - oh what a sweet, sweet lie - pursing lips slightly in a smug manner before adding, “i’m sort of a comedic genius, in case you didn’t know.” the fondness in his gaze was hard to deny as his gaze lingered on mollie, searching her gaze before -- dexter’s dramatic whimper stole his attention.
“c’mere, dexter,” he further urged as the dog hopped off of jimmy’s back, searching around for a stick. as he pressed his face against his shin, fred fondly rubbed the side of his face furthest from his shin. “i think you’re right,” he mused, not even trying to assure mollie that the opposite was true. tugging the stick from dexter’s mouth, he held it up, waving it around before throwing the stick as far as he could. he watched dexter chase after it, shaking his head before looking back towards mollie.
were the drinks any good? he huffed a short breath. “yeah. only the best you could find.” a bit of an exaggeration, but at this point he seemed desperate to wow mollie. stepping off of jimmy, he raised his head a bit confidently -- he didn’t have long to react to that knowing looking in narrowed eyes before she stepped forward, arms wrapped around him in a sudden hug. he waited only a moment before putting his arms around her too, lingering for just a second longer. patting her back gently a few times - because that was what friends did when they hugged, right? - before uttering, as if for only them to hear, “you need to stop by here more often.” it was probably one of the kindest, more honest things he had said in a while - just a brief insight into that heart he tried to swear he didn’t have.
his hug lingered a bit longer than it should’ve before he moved away, arms falling back to his sides. “we’d be glad to have you.” there was no room for him to say no; she was practically an honorary member of flintlock at this point - at least in fred’s eyes. “did you want to head inside? you’ve had a long trip.”
— fred usually didn’t stick around long enough at someone’s side before leaving them high and dry. he was used to stringing women along, saying anything it took to get what he wanted before leaving them once he had it. when he met mollie at that valentine’s day party, he had gone into the event thinking that she would be no different than the others before her. he had been full of promises he knew he couldn’t possibly keep to try and get to her. he promised to even get the moon for her if she so much as said the word - which she had, almost immediately, a smug look across tipsy features that were almost perfectly illuminated in the moonlight. at the time he wondered how easy it could be to get her in his bed.
but it was months after the fact and he was falling, and he was falling hard, and freddie wished so desperately that he could find a way to get the moon for her because she deserved that much from him.
the smile on his lips felt genuine as he patted the mule absently, giving the mule some much needed attention. it had been a while after all. eyes peered over at mollie from the corner of his eyes, observing the fond look in her eyes and the gentle huff of laughter that passed her lips. “oh. believe it or not, i came up with that one right on the spot,” he remarked - oh what a sweet, sweet lie - pursing lips slightly in a smug manner before adding, “i’m sort of a comedic genius, in case you didn’t know.” the fondness in his gaze was hard to deny as his gaze lingered on mollie, searching her gaze before -- dexter’s dramatic whimper stole his attention.
“c’mere, dexter,” he further urged as the dog hopped off of jimmy’s back, searching around for a stick. as he pressed his face against his shin, fred fondly rubbed the side of his face furthest from his shin. “i think you’re right,” he mused, not even trying to assure mollie that the opposite was true. tugging the stick from dexter’s mouth, he held it up, waving it around before throwing the stick as far as he could. he watched dexter chase after it, shaking his head before looking back towards mollie.
were the drinks any good? he huffed a short breath. “yeah. only the best you could find.” a bit of an exaggeration, but at this point he seemed desperate to wow mollie. stepping off of jimmy, he raised his head a bit confidently -- he didn’t have long to react to that knowing looking in narrowed eyes before she stepped forward, arms wrapped around him in a sudden hug. he waited only a moment before putting his arms around her too, lingering for just a second longer. patting her back gently a few times - because that was what friends did when they hugged, right? - before uttering, as if for only them to hear, “you need to stop by here more often.” it was probably one of the kindest, more honest things he had said in a while - just a brief insight into that heart he tried to swear he didn’t have.
his hug lingered a bit longer than it should’ve before he moved away, arms falling back to his sides. “we’d be glad to have you.” there was no room for him to say no; she was practically an honorary member of flintlock at this point - at least in fred’s eyes. “did you want to head inside? you’ve had a long trip.”
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