jayden
he/him
28
december 25
ballonlea, galar
bisexual
wyndon ceo
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we'll never get free, lamb to the slaughter
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jayden cross
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POSTED ON Sept 28, 2021 6:13:57 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","constellations"] [attr="class","inner"] [attr="class","top"] [attr="class","lyrics"]MY HEARTS IN SPADES [attr="class","name"]MICHAIL VOLKOV [attr="class","dashbar"] [attr="class","postbox"]  as anyone on hoenn would know, there are plenty of things to worry about if you would let yourself. so much had happened after the war — the half-hearted fall of his father's pharmaceutical empire, the loan sharks that picked at the resulting pieces like roaches in a darkened room, the threat of jayden himself drowning into a metaphorical nothingness. then there had been everything after Cillian Quinn had saved him — the new rocket agenda, the shattering of a heart that he didn't know he had, and the pieces that were slowly being formed back together. [break][break] changes upon changes, a near-death experience, a sudden promotion. [break][break] there was a lot to think about — and yet, staring into the galaxy that was luka chêne eyes, jayden found himself thinking of nothing. [break][break] it was a first, for him. [break][break] tonight was a night of many firsts - it seemed. his steps are wooden after hers, a pinnochio to her puppet-maker. somehow he is able to make it through without stepping on her toes, and as his lay firmly in hers, they lead each other across the dance floor. [break][break] "midnight?" he asks her, head tilted to the side in curiosity. there is something bemused glittering in amethyst eyes. things like fairy tales and childhood fable's are something unknown to jayden. the significance, unsurprisingly, is lost on him. "do you have somewhere to be?"[break][break] 'what about you?' [break][break] a question is fired back at him, and he considers it. this is not the first gala that jayden has ever been to, but most of the functions that his parents had led him to had never required him to dance. instead, it was his job as dmitri's son to look proper and suited, listening to his father as he spoke to the company benefactors. he wonders briefly if his brother knew how to dance. perhaps alexei — he seemed the most likely. [break][break] there is a flash of a hidden memory that comes suddenly — red satin and black sprawling across a dance floor, his mother and father twirling elegantly across it. a young mischa standing at the edge of a crowded room, standing straight and tall. stiff. awkward. sad? [break][break] when he comes to, it is like someone - something - else has taken over him. he realizes a bit belatedly that he had taken the lead for the dance, twirling luka chêne and dipping her just as the constellations race across the glittering night sky. [break][break] he pulls her up again, a small tug, and gravity does the rest. dr. holo's voice finishes echoing across the garden. [break][break] 'make a wish, everyone! what do you desire? what do you dream?'[break][break] what did he dream? [break][break] [attr="class","ooc"]
+ tldr jayden gets lost in thought and dips luka (#10)
[break][break] mentions gravity
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Her cheeks take on a subtle flush of deeper pink with his compliment. It’s something she should expect, but it’s still rather flattering coming from him. 
