X【𝔇𝔦𝔪𝔦𝔱𝔯𝔦 𝔏𝔞𝔯𝔦𝔫】Xmale || seventeen || anxious || running back || mentions; chase & apollo || tags; apollo & chae || w.c 417Dimitri considered himself lucky that the dance was happening when both of his parents were out of town, that didn’t stop him from feeling on edge that somehow one of them would walk through his bedroom door and see what he was wearing, his father might actually kill him if he ever saw the shirt. He didn’t even live with them yet that fear lingered in the back of minds and likely always would. The see-through dress shirt hadn’t been his idea and originally he had been extremely anxious yet the more he looked in the mirror as he fixed his hair, the more the shirt grew on him
He let out a soft sigh as he attempted to make his thick curly hair lay in a way that looked purposely tousled, his heart was racing in his chest, he deserved to have fun at the dance with his friends and the team, he shouldn’t have to sneak around to do the things he wanted to do. There was a small part of him that was telling him to go back up to his room and take off the shirt, to not go to the dance and be the obedient son he used to be but the him that bent to the will of his parents without hesitation was gone.
Dima shot a quick text to both Chae-Jeong and Apollo that he was leaving his dorm and was heading towards them. That ‘obedient son’ part of him started yelling in his mind again, telling him that he should go back now and study for the exam he knew was happening at the end of the month. Dimitri clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white, as he was about to open the door his phone buzzed, quickly pulling it out, and rolling his eyes when he saw that it was Viktor bragging about winning his latest case, fighting the urge to text his brother that his team had won their game. It was a bad idea, Viktor would only stomp on the one activity that still made him happy, again.
Dim shoved his phone back into his pocket before opening the door and leaving the apartment. He walked up the stairs to the second floor and made his way towards Apollo’s apartment. He sent dirty blonde a text before knocking on his door, he once again felt lucky that Apollo and Chae-Jeong had agreed to go with him, he hated going to these types of things alone
XXXX【𝔒𝔯𝔩𝔦 𝔅𝔯𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔫】Xfemale || eighteen || aggravated + playful || the changed || tags; max || w.c 411 Orli smoothed the tight red fabric of her dress as she stood up from her makeup vanity, fluffing her hair as she stared at her reflection. She beyond happy that the slits on the red gown that went up to her mid-thigh made her short legs look longer. Without looking, she reached for a small tube of red lipstick that she had left on the vanity, she carefully swiped the lipstick across her lips. She heard the Vader death march coming from her phone, recognizing it as the one she had set her for her mother. She had almost forgotten that she had sent her mother a picture of the dress. Her mother had sent her the usual sweet message: “You like a tart”
Orli quickly typed out the quick response with a smile on her face, “Be nice or I’ll tell Isaac you were rude to me again. You know your boy toy doesn’t like it when you’re mean to me or the twins.” She didn’t even wait for her mother to respond before texting her again, “But don’t worry, I won’t tell him. It’ll be our little secret and we both know I’m good at keeping those.” Li grinned at the three dots before sending one last text, “Too soon?” The three dots vanished and the brunette let out a small laugh. Perhaps she was being a little bit petty but she felt like she had every right with the way her parents had treated her during her childhood, throughout the divorce proceedings, and continued to treat her.
A small blush made its way onto her cheeks at the knock at the door, she knew exactly who it was. Orli grinned as she slipped on her stiletto platforms, they were her highest pair and she desperately needed them since she knew her already towering girlfriend was wearing heels too. She threw open the door and beamed as her eyes roamed up and down Max’s body, “Did, you look stunning.”
Normally, she would have launched herself at her girlfriend by now but Orli knew that she wasn’t used to wearing heels and didn’t want her star player to fall and get hurt. She stepped out of the doorway, closing it behind her and threw her arms around Max’s middle, snuggling close but careful to avoid getting any makeup on her girlfriend’s suit. She pushed down the urge to kiss the taller girl, it could wait for later in the night.
