"She's in his office again? doesn't that bother you?" Rhi called out as she walked through the door to the Kings, her stilettos clicking on the hardwood floor rhythmically".

well sure yeah, it's a little concerning, she's been seeing him in his office all week, both buildings. But after the conversation we had when he came back, it kind of cemented my faith in us completely.

Antheia Gray? Trusting? Hell must have frozen up.

"She's in my fucking building but won't see me, i'm telling you, she's bad news" plopping down on the couch, Erika pat her head, as a way of calming her.

With Edward gone off for work, which is a rare occurrence in itself, and I have no idea where Liam is, it's just us three in the room. Which is quite peaceful without having to listen to the guys talk. "It's fine, i'll be seeing him soon enough" I affirmed, am i comforting myself or Rhiannon here?

"Have you heard? Miss Rachel Yoo is hosting a party this Thursday, to get to know her future partners better'" rhi mocked, rolling her eyes.

well that's interesting. "Does this mean i have-"

"Yes you're going, you are not leaving me there alone" she demanded from across the room, whatever she says goes.

To calm herself from a supposed hectic day, rhiannon "accidentally" found herself opening a bottle of wine, "It's 1" Erika protested, pinching her nose to defend herself from the strong waft of the red wine coming from the glass.

"sometimes i need to not be in my senses, so sue me" taking a big gulp from her glass, she kicked off her shoes. Her head leaning against the back of the couch, the three of us dumped our problems on each other.

Lying across the beanbag, and the two girls sitting on the couch, it's as if we were each other's therapists. But all three of us dysfunctional and volatile. The blind leading the blind.

Realizing that it was time to meet Adam, i made my way to his office, my heart pounding in my chest when i was certain there was no need to feel nervous.

I mean surely, it's my body being dramatic, and besides, i'm quite literally over it. After having dealt with Jenna a year ago, i don't have it in me to worry about another woman, i literally have my own problems eating away at my head, this one, is up to Adam to deal with.

As i got closer to this office door, i could hear incoherent mumbling coming from the other side, which is a relief in itself.

Finding a level of might to push through the door, i could see Adam seated on his chair, his face perk up as he saw me enter, "H-oh shit, i missed the time?" completely disregarding the woman seated across him, he immediately stood up, grabbing his things, "It's fine" i affirmed, feeling a sense of displaced awkwardness wash over me.

"Adam i don't think we're done" her voice was sharp and demanding, not as much as Rhiannon's but close enough, handing a file over to him, attempting to capture his attention.

"Right now we are, i'll see to it when i'm back" his tone was completely dismissive, his gaze looking up to meet mine, a small smile forming on his lips.

walking over to me, he reached out to grab my hand, towering over me, any sense of awkwardness i felt before, wash away.

"This is important, i'm sure she can wait"

No... no the fuck she didn't.

His warm and comforting expression shifted swiftly, brows furrowing, he shot a look at the demanding woman standing behind him. "Don't cross the line Rachel, i said i'll get back to it" his voice boomed, even sending jolts through my skin. "It may be important to you but it isn't to me"

His grip tightening on my hand, he lead me to the door, "You can see yourself out" he called out, not wasting another second as he walked out with me.

My god, this man. 

Refusing to let go of my hand, we walked to the parking lot where his "Designated" parking spot is at, which meant every single person we walked past, eyed us both from head to toe.

Doesn't matter if it's the hundredth time we've done so, they all still look. They either must assume i'm the groups pet that's been passed around with how i walk in to the building with Rhiannon and exit with Adam, or something else entirely. it's both embarrassing and hilarious mixed with a little awful.

"Liam?" i squinted my eyes, watching the all too  familiar figure walk over to us from the entrance of the building.

pursing his lips, he gave us a subtle wave, supposedly shying away from my gaze.

huh

His hair was a mess, in comparison to every other time i've seen him, he's always well kept and clean, but this time, his shirt was wrinkled and he was looking everywhere around the building instead of make eye contact.

That's weird, that's suspicious.

"Just uhh- heading up, see you"

"Is that a kiss print?" tilting his head, Adam pointed at Liam's left cheek.

AH

"wait WHAT?"  I squinted my eyes further, leaning forward

He roughly wiped at his cheek, eyes widened as he watched the two of us in horror, "Who is it? tell me everything" my nose was inkling for details, i guess he has been giving people a chance after all.  Like, a lot.

shaking his head, "Later l-later"

I glared at him, in which he mockingly stuck out his tongue before getting into the elevator to get to the Kings room. Well at least he'll be at peace since Edward isn't there to annoy him.

"He's been busy" Adam whispered, as the two of us continued to get to his car.

.•° ✿ °•.

"So Rhiannon told me about Rachel's party" emphasizing on the last word, i turned to look at Adam who was seated across from the island counter.

Not wanting to go anywhere else, he was still in the phase to make up for the five missing days by spending time with me at home.

He sighed, resting his head on his palm as he watched me move around the kitchen, the loud pop of opening a soda can echo within the kitchen. "Stop drinking so much soda" he shook his head, watching me cackle as i take a sip out of the can, this shit is like crack and it has me on a chokehold.

"I'm here for a good time not a long time" I proudly added, the fuckboy slogan of the century we've all heard and seen. i smacked my lips, feeling the cold and static liquid go down my throat.

"I'm getting rid of those Theia, it's concerning how much of that shit you take almost everyday" He always makes it a point to show me his disappointment every time i drink soda, like first of all mind your damn business.

But as i've recalled before, he's the healthy one in this relationship, he's the one to talk considering that he smokes, although I haven't seen him smoke in a while.

i don't remember the last time he's even had soda, all i've seen him drink is yucky green stuff after his workout. Which i don't get to watch unfortunately because he does it at 5 in the morning downstairs.

I wanted nothing more than to perversely watch him work out, but every fiber in my body refuses to wake in that ungodly hour. I don't know he does it. "It's literal sugar babe" He'd always call out if i just offer him a sip.

He's hidden the cans from me before, one time i go to the fridge to find an aisle empty. I went insane, and boy was he fucking good at pretending to not know where it was, he deserved an oscar. I had to fake cry for him to feel bad to hand them back to me, and also mildly concerned that i would cry over soda cans. What can i say, i have a spiritual bondage with them.

It's not just him, even Liam and Erika strongly opposes it. Erika being extreme she wouldn't let me have one in her sight, "Absolutely not" she'd yell, shaking her head. While Liam is calm and kind about it, he'd make a face every time the loud pop from opening the can catches him by surprise, "Must you have that right now?" he tries. He really does.

Gasping, i cradled my can to my chest as if to hide it from him, "I will go feral, don't you fucking dare"

Shaking his head in disbelief, he watched me lower my life span with each sip, "I want you in my life for the next 80 years, please reduce this" he walked over to the fridge, opening the door to reveal five cans blissfully kept next to each other, bathing in the cold air. "I'll think about it"

No i won't.

"We can sneak out in an hour" bringing our attention back to my first question, he leaned against the counter, arms crossed over his chest, his eyes intently watching me. "you sure we can do that?"

a small smile formed on his lips, "yes" he was confident. I mean of course he can leave whenever he wants, he's the head of the Kings.

"Now put that away for a bit" gently yanking at the can from my palm to place it on the counter, he grabbed my hand to lead me to the couch. "B-but wa-"

"It'll be there Antheia" He sighed, if it really came down to that can and Adam, i'd have a hard time choosing to be honest.

"do you think the office would explode if i didn't turn up today?" he whispered, his head gently laid on my shoulder, we were comforting each other as we always do.

"Run in and run back" I chuckled, although it's really not that easy for him, spending time with me right now means he gets to come back late. But i know he tries to, i could feel his soft kisses on my face when he comes back home, i'm more or less half asleep, but i always wake myself up so he doesn't feel bad about missing out on me. "I'll try" he sighed.

If only i could take away problems, I know how he's feeling and i can't begin to understand but all i can do is be here for him. "Why don't we run away?" he breathed, looking up to stare into my eyes.

I sighed, shaking my head, "You sound like a tumblr girl from 2012"

He groaned, wrapping his arms around my body and pulling me into a tight hug, refusing to let go.

"We can move to my cabin in Phillips, it's a small town, i can be a househusband and you can be the breadwinner" placing a kiss on my cheek, he dreamed.

"That does sound nice, but i need a job first" I added, snuggling up to his warm body, "But househusband sounds great" we both chuckled, the idea of coming home to Adam in an apron and a duster after a day of work is very ideal to me, and adorable.