IF YOU HAVEN'T READ "Hamilton's Immortal", READ THAT FIRST.
Eva's world turned upside down. From Lady of the House, to Stage Manager, girlfriend, and lover. Everything was perfect. It never seems to stay that way for long, though.
Oak x Lin x OC
Call from- Tree Bear Man My phone announces, playing Mad Hatter by Melanie M.
Ugh.
I roll over, sore as all hell, and retrieve my phone from the bedside table. Answer on speaking phone.
"What?" I grumble, stretching a little.
"Good afternoon to you too, kitten. How are you feeling?" Oak's voice fills my room.
"Sore, but I'm okay. A little hungover. A little subbie. Very satisfied." I slowly sit up, kneeling in my bed, my blanket falling off of me. Ooh, they left me meds and water. Yay.
"Good. Sorry you're alone there, Lin had to get back home to 'Nessa and I needed to get some clothes and a shower."
"It's okay, Bear. Really. I'm okay." I say after taking the painkillers. "What time is it?"
"You have your phone right there."
"That's not the time."
"Lazy. It's 2:43. No show today as most of the cast are sleeping off copious amounts of alcohol."
"And you owe me twenty bucks. Jazz and Anthony were all over each other way before midnight." I brag. Not that twenty bucks really means anything to me, but it's a pride thing.
"Damn. Alright. Well, want me to come back over later on or do you need some quiet?"
"I'll be okay. I'll probably hang around on the sling and meditate, maybe call the girls over and go out for massages."
"Mkay, just let me know if you need anything. I love you." Warms my heart every time.
"I love you more, Professor Oak." I say, and hang up.
True to my word, I get changed into yoga pants and a black crop top that's fitted. I noticed in the mirror, the silver chain on my neck had a new addition. Actually two. I belong. And they even want to keep me. Their kitten~
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I smile and head down to the stage to hang out, putting my phone on 'do not disturb' before I climb into the sling. Swinging and swaying, occasionally trying out different moves I find on YouTube. As I hang upside down by my hips again, the theatre door opens, two figures walk down the aisle.
"Darien, I swear to god, I thought you listened to me. A holiday break is a holiday break. Take it. I can understand you being the bartender last night, but really?" I'm seriously considering firing him if he keeps interrupting my quiet days.
"Please accept my apologies, m'Lady, but Sir Daveed needed entrance to the theatre to meet with you and you weren't answering your phone." He explains bowing low at the waist. Daveed simply looks amused behind him, watching the exchange, though the amused look disappears as he stares at me, his brows furrow.
"Well, perhaps it's because I don't wish to be disturbed, Darien." I hiss back, righting myself to sit up in the sling, the fabric wrapped around my thighs and waist.
"Please forgive me, m'Lady-"
"Ease up on the poor guy, Coco. He's fine." Daveed interrupts, a light smirk replacing the scowl.
"What are you even doing here, it's our day off, the point is not to come to work. Which BOTH of you seem to have an issue comprehending." The both flinch at my tone. I flip twice from the sling, landing on my feet and stepping in stride towards them. Yea, I'm pissed. "So, unless you both have a reason for being here, you both can lea-"
Well. No one expected this.
Daveed's arms surround my waist, his lips on mine. My hands rest on his chest, I'm on my toes as he holds me to him. When he finally pulls away, my eyes were wide with shock.
"Does that answer what I want?" The rapper asks, smiling slyly as he watches my reaction. I stammer slightly, pushing him off of me. "No, come here, baby..." he purrs, taking hold of my waist again.
SMACK!
My hand flies, the rapper stumbling back from me, holding his cheek.
"Don't touch me. Darien, remove him from my theatre." I say slowly, looking over Daveed. "Diggs, you should be disappointed in yourself. That was uncalled for."
"Well, you didn't seem to mind last night when you were against me." He laughs, rubbing his jaw slightly.
"I was 4 shots deep. I didn't care who I was against. Obviously, I lowered my standards pretty far if I ended up against you." I hiss at him, watching Darien take his arm and tug him towards the exit.
"You liked it, Eva, don't lie." He says back, frowning.
"Maybe, but now I'm just disgusted with the person in front of me. Even if Oak and Lin were okay with anything happening between us, now it's sour. You are dismissed." I take my phone out of my bra, opening my messages to Lin. "Oh, and don't worry about playing Lafayette or Jefferson for a while." I call over my shoulder while Darien escorts him out.
"Don't think it's over, Eva, because it's not." Daveed calls, and I stop, turning back to him as Darien continues to force the taller man towards the door.
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[Lin.]
Eva🐱: Daveed just walked in and kissed me without my consent. All I said was that he's not allowed back in my theatre for a while. You deal with it further. I don't care.
Lin 🎭:Okay, gatita. I'll talk to him. Sorry for him disturbing your day off.
I lock my phone, I'll give him a call later or tomorrow. Or Monday, I'm sure he got the message from Eva that he's not welcome back.
I pull V closer to me, nestling her closer to me while we watch tv. Well, she was watching, I was too busy staring at her.
"What?" She giggles, catching my eye.
"You're gorgeous." I reply simply, kissing her head. "And I'm lucky to have you." Every word is true. I am lucky.
"And I, you, my love." She coos back, cuddling closer. We get to spend all weekend together. No show until Monday.
------------ [Oak.]
"Hey, you probably missed me or I'm not really wanting to talk... either way, leave a message!" beep!
"Hey love, just checking in on you. Hope you're enjoying your day off. I'll pick you up tomorrow, and we'll go on a proper date, or I'll just see you Monday." I hang up and sigh. It's not like her to miss my calls. Though, she's still an introvert and sometimes she does just want quiet. I'll see her Monday anyway. Let's let her have her weekend.
----------- 07/12/17
Originally written as with Hamilton's Immortal. Also, I have nothing against Daveed. He is my impossible crush. I just think he'd make an awesome antagonist.
