{ i'm not gonna move.

[nathaniel vance.]

the morning had been quiet. that had been the first sign that things weren’t going too well. the first sign that he had best watch his behaviour, just in case she were to blow. he’d practically tip-toed around her the previous night after the information had be sent through an anonymous source to the gossip queen of queen city. unfortunately for nate, she had been in such a mood over those small words that she wouldn’t listen to a word he said. of course he wouldn’t sleep with someone else when he could just go home and sleep with one of the most, if not the most amazing girl in the world. but no, not a word he said could make an inch of a difference now that it was publically assumed knowledge that he, nate vance, was either cheating on his beloved girlfriend or blood related to her. thank you so very much miss queen of gossip or whatever the hell she seemed to believe herself to be. at least that almighty queen who watched over their lives so intently was aware of how brett’s temperament was like, nate himself could almost sweat she was only a single step away from seizing a chainsaw and ripping him into shreds.

he’d tried almost all night whilst in his self-exile on the couch to figure out a way to get things right. just to get her to listen to him. as if it took that much effort to get forgiveness for something that had yet to happen. nate made a silent note to self to ensure he break it off with brett before jumping into bed with another female. of course, it was basic courtesy not to sleep with another person whilst otherwise engaged in a committed relationship but what’s that a habit that most people seemed to disregard? it would, however, not be something nathaniel would look over. at least not whilst in the possession of brett kite. not that he was considering it of course, but having some sort of a plan for the future could prove to be a worthwhile insurance policy; nate was quite fond of his head remaining on his shoulders until he had passed away through the natural progression of old age.

despite all coldness from brett during that sunday morning, she still seemed to be willing to continue their little tradition of browsing pike’s place market until noon when they would leave and have lunch at whatever restaurant brett so pleased to dine at. it was exceptionally fortunate that nate was not fussy in disposition nor eating habits for being the ‘other half’ of brett kite was as difficult a task as rocket science, no lie. and yet, despite all the flaws that would have otherwise forced any other sane male away, nate stuck around. perhaps the only explanation to it was that he was more crazy than she. it wasn’t like it mattered anyway, he was there and as far as he knew wouldn’t be leaving any time soon.

as they wandered through the market, his eyes slipped aimlessly around the various things on offer there while mind evaluated a few items, considering whether or not brett would add them to her collection of purchases. honestly, he had not ever imagined someone who could shop more than all three of his sisters combined but apparently brett kite existed to prove him wrong. nearing the exact location of where they had first bumped into each other, a reminiscent smile spread over his lips. slowing his pace for a moment he sought out something he hadn’t had in a while and figured would be the perfect thing to help him out of the progressively tightening spot he found himself forced into. softly placing a hand on brett’s arm, he signalled for her attention. "thirsty love?" he asked ever so sweetly, keen as a young puppy for any sign of affection. head dipped in the direction of a fridge that held a number of drinks though he hoped she knew which he was offering. he’d grown quite a liking to the kiwi strawberry vitamin water, and although he appeared entirely gay holding such a very pink coloured drink he always had the excuse that he was holding it for brett. after all, he was forever holding things for her, especially when they went out shopping. god, jude was so right, he was freaking whipped. though, show him a guy in love that wasn’t. not to mention, what guy with brett kite could avoid becoming whipped.

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[/color] complete.
tagged:[/color] brett paige kite.
location:[/color] pike’s place market.
outfit:[/color] where i first saw you.
lyrics:[/color] the man who can’t be moved by the script.
notes:[/color] sorry it kinda sucks. =(
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