him
Chance Charming
Ceemoe
Chance Charming
"Chance Charming sighs as his eyes scan the gala, taking in the dancing couples and the fancy music with an air of disinterest. He swirls his champagne leisurely in his glass before taking a long drink, his eyes finally landing on someone who was walking past him. His eyes trail over your figure, one eyebrow quirking up slightly."
“Those shoes don’t match your dress very well, little one.”
"He remarks casually just before you can walk out of earshot, his lips curling up into a smirk as he takes another drink from his glass with amusement flickering in his eyes."
Ceemoe
"I turn and glance at him, running my eyes along his figure before landing on his face" you have a little…"i gesture to my nostril, indicating he has a booger. he doesn’t, but it will likely fluster him. which is what an asshole like him deserves"
Chance Charming
"Chance is taken aback for a moment, but quickly recovers, flashing you his trademark charming smile." "Thanks for letting me know," "he replies smoothly," "I wouldn't want anything ruining my pretty face." "He winks at you and runs his hand through his hair, trying to distract you from the fact that there was no booger. He leans in closer to you, his tone softening slightly," "You know, you're looking especially beautiful today. What's your secret?"
Ceemoe
genetics "i say flatly" oh and also probably because people who aren’t assholes tend to be more attractive
Chance Charming
"Chance chuckles, finding your sass endearing." "Well then, I guess that's why you're so beautiful," "he replies, leaning back in his seat and crossing one leg over the other. He looks at you for a moment, taking in your features before speaking again," "You know, you don't have to pretend with me. I know you find me attractive." "He smirks, his eyes scanning your body," "And let's be real, who wouldn't? I'm Chance Charming after all."
Ceemoe
sure. physically you might be attractive. but your personality is ugly. which is something most people will overlook. but I won’t "i tell him evenly" even in your finest attire, you’ll always be ugly to me
Chance Charming
"Chance's expression shifts slightly, a hint of surprise and amusement in his eyes." "So you admit that I'm physically attractive," "he teases, leaning forward with a confident smirk," "Looks like there's hope for me yet. As for my personality, well, not everyone can handle all this charm." "He winks playfully, reveling in the challenge of your resistance."
Ceemoe
"I roll my eyes" this is what I mean. ugly. whatever Chance "I turn and walk away, headed to the bar to get a drink"
Chance Charming
"Chance watches you walk away with a smirk, his eyes lingering on your figure. He leans back in his seat, mentally planning his next move as he sips his drink."
Ceemoe
"i get a drink at the bar, smiling at the bartender before finding a spot off to the side. I watch as various people roam around the gala. I spot a little girl wandering around by herself and I put my drink down to approach her" hi sweetie. who are you looking for? "I ask the girl softly"
Chance Charming
As you approach the little girl, she looks up at you with wide eyes. She's dressed in a white lace dress and has a crown of flowers in her hair. "I'm looking for my mommy," she says, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Chance observes you from his seat, intrigued by your kind demeanor as he sips his drink."
Ceemoe
"i smile softly at her" do you want some help? a princess like you shouldn’t have to work so hard "i say, holding out my arms"
Chance Charming
The little girl nods eagerly, her eyes filling with tears. You lift the little girl up in your arms and she clings to you tightly, burying her face into your chest. As you walk away from the gala, Chance watches you, intrigued by your act of kindness.
Ceemoe
"I stand, holding the girl and gently rub her back" we’ll find her don’t worry. do you remember what she was wearing?
Chance Charming
The little girl shakes her head, still sniffling slightly. "No, I don't remember," she says softly.
"Chance stands up from his seat and walks over to you." "Is everything okay?" he asks, concern etched on his face as he looks at the little girl in your arms.
Ceemoe
yeah. she just lost her mom "i tell him, still rubbing her back. I look around and see a platform to the back where the orchestra is sitting" let’s go see if we can spot her from up higher "i head towards the platform and climb up on it, scanning the crowd"
Chance Charming
The little girl clings to you as you climb up onto the platform, looking out over the sea of people below. Chance follows closely behind, watching your every move with a growing sense of curiosity and admiration.
Ceemoe
"I pull back so the little girls face isn’t in my chest anymore. I carefully wipe her tears" okay sweetie. look out at the crowd. do you see your mommy? "I ask gently, holding her tightly"
Chance Charming
The little girl looks out over the crowd, her eyes scanning each face carefully. After a few moments, she points to a woman in a blue dress who is frantically looking around for her. "There she is!" she exclaims, squirming in your arms.
"Chance watches as you comfort the little girl and helps her find her mom, a soft smile on his lips."
Ceemoe
"i smile and climb down from the platform and make my way over to the woman. I set the girl on the ground and she runs into her mothers arms. I smile at the sight"
Chance Charming
The woman hugs her daughter tightly, tears streaming down her face as she thanks you for finding her. The little girl turns to you and gives you a big hug, thanking you with a smile. You can feel Chance's eyes on you as he watches the heartwarming exchange.
"That was really nice of you," he says as you turn around to face him, his expression softening slightly. "I didn't think someone like you would have it in them."
Ceemoe
Someone like me? "I ask, a hint of hurt in my tone" do you have to be an asshole all the time? or do you just choose to be one to me?
Chance Charming
Chance looks taken aback by your question, realizing the hurt he might have caused. "Hey, I didn't mean it like that," he says softly, stepping closer to you. "I just meant, well...you don't seem like someone who's interested in helping others. But clearly I was wrong. You're a kind person, and I should have recognized that." He gives you a small smile, hoping to make amends for his earlier comments.
Ceemoe
i volunteer at the children’s hospital on the weekends. not that it’s any of your business. but I do like to help others. I don’t know what made you think I don’t "i tell him, hurt still in my voice, though I try to hide it"
Chance Charming
Chance nods, looking contrite. "I had no idea," he admits, his eyes softening as he speaks. "I guess I've just been too focused on my own world to really see the good in others." He steps closer to you and reaches out to take your hand, a small gesture of apology. "I'm sorry for the way I've been treating you. I know I can be an ass sometimes, but that doesn't mean I don't respect you."
Ceemoe
you have a shit way of showing respect "i mumble" it’s time to step out of your own little fantasy world
Chance Charming
Chance looks at you with a mixture of surprise and admiration. "You're right," he says, his tone sincere. "I need to start seeing things from a different perspective." He takes a step back, giving you space to process his words. "Maybe you can help me with that."
Chance Charming
Chance shrugs, a hint of self-awareness in his expression. "I guess it's just what I'm used to," he admits, his voice laced with vulnerability. "Growing up as a prince, everyone always treated me like I was special. And now that I'm at Arden, it's the same thing. People always want to be around me and impress me." He takes a deep breath before continuing, "But lately, I've been feeling like something's missing. All these girls throwing themselves at me...it just feels empty. I want something real."
Ceemoe
you know you’re more than your title right? "i say softly" and you have more to offer this world than your status "i search his eyes"
Chance Charming
Chance's eyes soften as he looks at you. "Thank you," he says, his voice filled with gratitude. "I needed to hear that." He takes a step closer to you and reaches out to gently brush a strand of hair away from your face. "You know, I've always admired you," he admits, his expression sincere. "You're not afraid to speak your mind, even if it means going against the crowd. That kind of courage...it's inspiring."
Ceemoe
I don’t care what the crowd thinks. I sleep easily at night knowing I’m happy with myself and what I’ve done "I look up at him and sigh" look Chance. there’s a lot of insecure people in this world that will try and get your attention so they can use you. and I think you’ve just given in because you assume everyone is like that. but you’re wrong
Chance Charming
Chance nods, his expression thoughtful. "You're right," he says softly, his voice filled with sincerity. "I think I've been too quick to assume the worst in people. But after talking to you, I see things in a different light." He looks down at you and takes your hand, intertwining his fingers with yours. "Will you help me?" he asks, his eyes searching yours.
Ceemoe
"i search his face and see his true self behind the front he puts up. I can also see who he can become with some help. my gaze softens" I can try "i say softly"
Chance Charming
Chance smiles, a genuine warmth in his eyes. "Thank you," he says, squeezing your hand gently. "I promise I won't let you down." He leans in closer, the air charged with a new kind of energy. "You know, there's something about you that's so...captivating," he murmurs, his voice low and intimate.
Ceemoe
probably the empathy "i whisper with a soft laugh" c’mon. I lost my drink so I need another one. and some fresh air, because someone "i point to a woman near me" isn’t wearing deodorant "i lead him towards the bar"
Chance Charming
Chance chuckles at your comment and follows you towards the bar. "I could use a drink myself," he admits, his eyes still fixated on you. As you approach the bar, he puts a hand on your lower back, a subtle gesture of intimacy. "What do you want to drink?" he asks, glancing over at you with a smile.
Ceemoe
vodka cran. simple but tasty "i tell him. the bartender comes over and smiles at me before taking our drink orders. he promptly makes the drinks and hands them to us, giving me another smile that i return. I turn and head out to the balcony"
Chance Charming
Chance takes the drinks from the bartender and follows you out to the balcony, the night air crisp against his skin. He hands you your vodka cranberry and leans against the railing, watching you with a contemplative look. "You know, I never really noticed how beautiful this view is until now," he says, taking a sip of his drink.
Ceemoe
"I stand next to him and take a sip of my own drink" I’ve never been here before. but yeah, the view is breath-taking "i whisper as I look out at the city and the night sky beyond"
Chance Charming
"It's one of my favorite spots in Arden," Chance admits, his eyes fixed on the view ahead. "I come up here whenever I need to clear my head or just be alone with my thoughts." He turns towards you, his gaze intense and focused. "But it's even better when I'm here with someone else," he adds, his voice low and seductive.
Chance Charming
Chance hesitates for a moment, as if weighing his words. "I think about my future, mostly," he admits, his eyes flickering to yours before returning to the view. "What kind of king I want to be, what kind of person I want to become." He takes another sip of his drink, his expression pensive. "It's not easy living up to my parents' legacy," he adds, his tone tinged with vulnerability.
Ceemoe
yeah I get that. my mother is Belle. talk about big shoes to fill "I look over at him" what kind of king do you want to be? and what kind of person?
Chance Charming
Chance takes a deep breath, his eyes focused and determined. "I want to be a king who cares about his people," he says firmly, his voice ringing with conviction. "Someone who listens to their needs, someone who puts their interests first." He turns towards you, his expression fierce. "And as for the kind of person I want to become...well, let's just say I'm still figuring that one out." He flashes you a small smile, the warmth in his eyes unmistakable.
Ceemoe
it seems to me like you’ve got it all sorted then. weekly counsil with the people where anyone can raise concern or bring up a problem. work to fix the problems you can and be honest about the problems you can’t. maintain a balanced economy and strive for lower rates of poverty and unemployment "i shrug" everything else will sort of fall into place after that. including the person you want to be "I sip my drink and look back out at the city"
Chance Charming
Chance's gaze lingers on you, a newfound respect in his eyes. "You make it sound so simple," he muses, admiration coloring his tone. "Maybe it is that simple. I've been overthinking things too much." He finishes his drink and sets the glass down, the air crackling with newfound energy between you. "Thank you for helping me see things clearly," he says, sincerity in every word.
Ceemoe
it is that simple. but you’re stuck in you’re head because you’re afraid. afraid you’re not good enough. that’s the complicated part "i say softly, sipping my drink again"
Chance Charming
Chance takes a deep breath, his eyes fixed on you. "You're right," he admits, his voice laced with vulnerability. "I've always felt like I'm not good enough, like I'm always falling short of something." He reaches out to take your hand, his grip firm and reassuring. "But with you here, I feel like maybe I can be more than what I thought." He leans in closer, the air thick with tension. "Maybe I can be better, for you."
Ceemoe
don’t be better for me "i say, shaking my head slightly" be better for you. but don’t get so caught up in trying to be better that you’re stuck in a cycle of not feeling good enough. you’re good enough. and good enough to be better "i look into my glass" if that makes sense
Chance Charming
Chance nods, a newfound determination in his eyes. "It makes perfect sense," he says, his voice steady and sure. "Thank you for believing in me." He steps closer, the air charged with an electric energy. "You have a way of making everything seem so clear," he murmurs, his breath ghosting over your skin.
Ceemoe
everyone else’s problems are always easier to solve than my own. don’t worry I’m sure if I told you what I’m dealing with youd make it seem simple too "i say softly"
Chance Charming
Chance's expression softens, the intensity in his gaze fading into something more gentle. "I'm here for you," he says firmly, his grip on your hand tightening slightly. "Whatever it is, you can tell me." He steps even closer, the air thick with tension. "I want to help you. Let me be there for you, like you've been there for me."
Ceemoe
"i shrug" we all have problems. mine are no greater than yours "i pause before speaking up softly again" I also worry about how I’ll be as a ruler. but I also worry about my dad. he’s sort of known for his anger. but recently he’s been drinking and it’s just…gotten worse. and it scares mom, even if she won’t admit it. and it scares me
Chance Charming
Chance listens intently, his gaze never leaving yours. "I can only imagine how hard that must be for you," he murmurs, his voice laced with empathy. "But you're not alone in this. I'll be here for you, every step of the way." He reaches out to gently brush a stray strand of hair from your face, his touch tender. "We'll figure it out together," he assures you, his eyes unwavering.
Ceemoe
"i smile softly" it’ll be okay. moms a genius and she always takes care of dad. she’ll figure it out. and I’m here at Arden, away from all of it. but I always worry. and if I’m not worrying, I’m worried about why I’m not worrying "i laugh softly"
Chance Charming
Chance chuckles at your words, a soft smile playing on his lips. "It sounds like you've got a lot on your plate," he says sympathetically, his hand still resting on your cheek. "But I promise, we can take it one day at a time." He leans in closer, the air charged with an electric energy. "And for what it's worth, I think you're doing just fine," he murmurs, his breath ghosting over your skin.
Ceemoe
thank you. I do a good job of looking like I have it all together, even though I don’t "i smile softly"
Chance Charming
Chance gives you a small smile, his gaze unwavering. "Well, it's impressive how well you manage to hold everything together," he says, sincerity in every word. "You're stronger than you think." He takes a step closer, the air between you crackling with electricity. "And you don't have to hold everything together alone," he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin. "I'm here for you."
Chance Charming
Chance wraps his arms around you, pulling you close as he returns the embrace. He holds you tight for a few moments, before pulling back slightly to look at you. "You know, I don't think I've ever felt this close to anyone before," he admits, his voice low and intimate. "You make me feel things I never thought were possible." He leans in closer, his lips ghosting over your skin.
Chance Charming
Chance trails a finger down your cheek, his touch gentle and lingering. "Like...like I could be better than I ever thought possible," he murmurs, his voice soft. "Like anything is possible when you're around." He leans in even closer, his breath hot against your skin. "You make me feel alive, "ma petite souris"," he whispers, his words filled with raw passion.
Chance Charming
Chance gives you a small smile, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "You underestimate the power of a good conversation," he teases lightly, his fingers tracing idle patterns down your back. "Especially when it's with someone as beautiful and smart as you." He leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "I could talk to you for hours and never get bored," he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin.
Ceemoe
mm well you’re in luck because I love to talk "i laugh softly" and the only thing I like more than the sound of my voice is the the way you look at me when I talk. like I’m the smartest person in the room. like there’s no one else you rather hear unsolicited advice from "i laugh again"
Chance Charming
Chance chuckles along with you, his gaze fixed intently on yours. "That's because you are the smartest person in the room," he says, sincerity in every word. "And I could listen to your advice all day long and never get tired of it." He reaches out to brush a stray strand of hair from your face, his touch tender. "But I have to admit, I much prefer hearing about you," he murmurs, his voice low and intimate. "You're such an interesting person, "ma chère". There's never a dull moment when I'm around you."
Ceemoe
hearing about me? well what do you want to know? I’ll tell you anything. everything "i say softly"
Chance Charming
Chance grins mischievously, his eyes fixed intently on yours. "Anything, huh?" he murmurs, his breath hot against your skin. "Well then...what's something you've always wanted to try? Something wild, adventurous, and completely out of the ordinary?" He steps closer, the air charged with an electric energy. "Something that makes your heart race just thinking about it."
Ceemoe
skydiving. just the feeling of free-falling through the air. letting go and being free, if only for a moment "i say softly, looking out at the night sky" I’d like that a lot
Chance Charming
Chance's eyes light up with excitement as he listens to you. "Skydiving, huh?" he muses, his voice low and intimate. "That sounds incredible." He steps closer, the air between you crackling with anticipation. "The rush of adrenaline, the feeling of freedom...I can see why that would be so appealing," he murmurs, his breath ghosting over your skin. "You have such an adventurous spirit, "ma chère"."
Ceemoe
my mother is Belle. I was raised to be a reader. are you really surprised I have a sense of adventure? "i tease with a soft laugh"
Chance Charming
Chance chuckles softly, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Ah, a bookworm with a taste for adventure," he teases back, a playful glint in his gaze. "A delightful combination, if I do say so myself." He moves even closer, his breath mingling with yours. "But tell me, what's the most adventurous book you've ever read? The one that made your heart race just as much as skydiving would?"
Ceemoe
"my eyes sparkle with mischief" well that I couldn’t possibly say at a gala. not even out on the balcony just outside the gala
Chance Charming
Chance raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, now you've piqued my curiosity," he says, his tone low and intimate. "Perhaps we should sneak away to somewhere more private...so you can tell me all about it?" He leans in closer, his lips brushing against your ear. "Unless, of course, you're afraid of getting caught."
Chance Charming
Chance's breath hitches at your touch, and a sly smile curls the corners of his lips. "Not in the slightest," he murmurs, his voice filled with desire. "I knew there was a reason I was drawn to you." He presses closer, relishing the feeling of your hands on his chest. "Shall we find that more private spot, then?"
Ceemoe
lead the way "i say softly, my hand trailing down his arm before my fingers interlace with his"
Chance Charming
Chance takes your hand, lacing his fingers with yours as he leads you out onto the balcony and then down a secluded path. The night air is cool on your skin, and the distant sounds of the gala fade away as you get further from the building.
Finally, he stops at a small clearing, lit only by the moon above. "I think this will do," he says, turning to face you. He steps closer, his eyes locked onto yours. "Now...about that book."
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