Sweet Damien/(Y/N) the District Attorney fluff drabble because I cannot be stopped.
"My dearest friend," Damien greets you warmly, his eyes sparkling with unfeigned delight as he grasps your hands in his own. His ever-present cane leans against the bench that he has just vacated.
You cannot help but to grin in the face of his abject happiness. It never ceases to amaze you that a man such as this--wealthy, influential, handsome--can take so much pleasure from your company alone.
"Thank you for agreeing to meet me here," he says softly, politetly guiding you to the bench. The park that he has asked you to is not one that you have visited before, and it is lovely. There are many walking trails to choose from, a few of which seem to lead off into more private, wooded areas. You would like to walk with him, but his leg still gives him some trouble. You do not want to upset him by asking.
"Thank you for inviting me," you answer back. You are pleased to note a faint blush is dusting his features. It makes him look quite sweet.
Judging by the way he favors his right leg as he joins you on the bench, you were correct not to ask him to walk the trails with you today. That is just as well; it is thrilling enough to be sat next to him, watching people as they pass you by.
It seems to you that Damien has placed himself closer to you than is strictly necessary; although there is plenty of space to his other side, the pair of you are close enough that you can feel his body heat radiating through his suit jacket. If you were to shift slightly, your legs would be touching.
Some time passes in pleasant silence as you watch the world pass by. You and Damien do not always need words to understand each other. This is one of your favorite things about your old friend. You are simply comfortable together in a way that you do not experience with anyone else.
Eventually, though, he breaks the silence.
"My dearest friend," Damien says thoughtfully. "It is true, you know. You are the dearest person to my heart. Were our friendship ever to reach a parting, (Y/N), I simply do not know what I would do."
"Then I suppose that it's a good thing that we will always be friends," you say softly, placing a hand on his knee. You are startled when his own hand covers yours. It is warm, as warm as your cheeks are growing, and it feels so right to have your hand in his.
"I am so happy to hear you say that," Damien says earnestly, holding your gaze for such a long time that you can feel your blush growing.
"But," he continues, and your heart plummets, "I am afraid...I am afraid that I have been...I have not been forthright with you as of late, my friend."
"Damien?" you ask, your mouth suddenly dry. "What do you mean?"
He is quite pale as he says, "I find my thoughts turning to you...quite often. I think of your smile, your friendship, your laugh. I think of the way you rob me blind in poker, smirking all the while, and I--my thoughts, (Y/N), have not been...quite gentlemanly. I believe that my feelings for you have evolved quite without my permission."
You cannot say a thing, and he turns away from you. His hand tightens over your own as if he cannot control it.
"I have grown quite fond of you," he whispers haltingly. "I...mayhaps I...mayhaps I even care for you in a- a romantic sense."
"Damien," you say gently. He faces you once again, his expression one that seems to be prepared for rejection. You cannot help but to turn your hand in his, lacing your fingers together.
"I am quite fond of you as well," you grin, and his face lights up. You place the palm of your free hand against his cheek, which is lightly dusted with stubble. His eyes close as if the touch has caused him great pain, or great pleasure.
"I am so glad," Damien breathes as he leans in to graze your lips with his own. "So very glad, my dear."
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— beybaldes's masterlist !!
eddie roundtree !!
the woman that loves you (boy you're such a fool)
they long to be (close to you)
don't let it burn (don't let it fade)
all I know of love is how to live without it p2 (i just can't seem to find it)
gold dust woman
yesterday once more
some word today from my boyfriend so far away
goodbye to love
social media au 1 2
warren rojas !!
and wouldn't you love to love her?
back again (just like a long lost friend)
rainy days and mondays
the lovers, the dreamers and me
your love's put me at the top of the world
social media au 1
graham dunne !!
maybe you can’t see how much you mean to me
i’ve acted out my love on stages with 10,000 people watching
social media au 1 2
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roy kent !!
it was simple, it was sweetness, it was good to know
the twitter verse - part 2 - part 3 - part 4
no thing defines a man like love that makes him soft
and somehow I know that you and I would’ve found eachother
jamie tartt !!
the heartbreak prince coming soon!!
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simon aumar !!
that which you cannot see
that which you cannot here coming soon!!
suck the rot right out of my bloodstream coming soon!!
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detective abe !!
the prying hands of choice
a love never flourished
somewhere, somehow
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sejanus plinth!!
one single threat of gold tied me to you
I swam a lake of fire, I’d have walked across the floor of any sea
of the goodness, love, I still carry for you
open the blinds, let me see your face
when you know, you know
you can hear it in the silence (you can see it with the lights out)
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Ok yeah, exploring the potential dynamics between the District Attorney and the rest of the WKM cast after the tragedy that was poker night is fun and all.
But what about a DA who's just batshit feral, what about a DA who hates literally everybody following what happened. What about a DA who has become so, viscerally monstrous from being trapped in that manor for almost a century that they manage to bust out for the sole purpose of ruining lives.
Need a DA who is so unimpressed by Darks attempts to get rid of Actor that they decide, fuck it, I'll do it my damn self.
They were a lawyer, they got the skills and charisma to social engineer some bullshit that would flip the status quo on its head. That's a source of untapped angst and potentially wild comedy.
I have the creative energy to make a whole ass sideblog exploring just this concept and I'm not afraid to use it.
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