#crazy corporative fake(?) codependent love but LOVE regardless

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Oooooh remember when shiv meets tom for the first time and he's like "hello gorgeous, my bank account is full and i have cool and sexy opinions on everything. please, would you pay attention to me?🥹" and... then she frowns cause like , who tf does this guy thinks he is. weirdo. and when he sees that he didn't get a good first impression, he starts slipping and suddenly hes nervous and is like "ha, my name is.. uh tom wambsgans by the way, if you don't know me already" and thats the moment she CRACKS UP because of course this guy's fucking name is tom wambsgans. and, that she doesn't have the faintest idea of who that might be, even though, by the way he looks, he has got to be the biggest, most self-entitled douchebag on this entire big fancy, — almost synthetic — establishment and, maybe, — later she finds out,— even in the entire world. he's ridiculous, ok, he most likely has no idea who he's talking to, ok... he has water stains in his crotch cause, she supposes, he just got out of the bathroom, and he's not standing right. also, his breath smells like cheap whiskey —, or at least the closest they have to that in this place— and, for the weirdest part, all those details increase her curiosity towards him. it's a good skit, her mind provides. and it's genuinely funny cause she knows for a fact that roman always said she liked them like wet, bony dogs, always looking for a scratch, absolute rabid and the more pitiful sadness they'd radiate, the more she got closer to loving them. and if that's really the whole truth, this might be one of those, she realizes, quicker than she'd like to. — god, she must look lonely ...— then he watches the way she fix her posture and carefully place a hand behind her pearl earring, as if she's listening. "well", My name is Shiv Roy. she says while delightfully watching the shadow of his cocky smile and face fall down, piece by piece. though she can't see much of it because, sadly, it doesn't stay on for a very long time. she knows she likes to broke people down, then watch them struggle with it, to rebuild themselves again, though, truth be said, tom does it in a very short amount of time. and suddenly, all that sadness is less visible. there's only greed in his eyes, now and ooh yes, that lights up something. some reconizable feeling, almost sensation, "What do I owe you the pleasure, mon chanteur?" she laughs, do you know you just called me 'your singer', right? , he opens his mouth, then closes, that shine in his eyes. well maybe it's just tears, but anyway: well, at least through the course of this words, in this short amount of time, you're mine. another smile, that was the worst line she's ever heard. I'd count that as a win. and then she looks at him, the new prize she just found and the script says: Shiv thinks he might be right. It may be a win regardless. (and ooooh im so sane im so normal abt them)

anyway the scene cuts in then they go to her place — cause shiv likes to impress people she just met, apparently— to fuck, but perhaps, something different happens. maybe they don't actually fuck. just go to the enormous penthouse and shove their feet in that fucking olympic sized pool and talk. for like hours. but it doesn't feel like it, cause it feels whole, it feels safe, and maybe for the first time, even if it's just then, it feels complete. on both sides. and thats something that they've never had

#found this in my drafts #not my best but also... not really my worst? #anyway hopes whoever reads it enjoys it #just a little bit #a smidge 🤏 #why are you laughing THEY WERE IN LOVE #crazy corporative fake(?) codependent love but LOVE regardless #tomshiv #my writing #oh right #i totally imagined this the whole way through but forget about it let's pretend it happened in the show :D #i killed french #unreality #succession