For the Dialogue Prompts!!! Dialogue - 14: “You’ve gotta stop doing that.”“What?”“Saying things that make me want to kiss you.” for Reyder? (•‾⌣‾•)و ̑̑♡
I’m so sorry this took so long! I couldn’t figure out what to write for this prompt, and it just hit me tonight. This is an excerpt from an upcoming f!redyer AU I’m working on. I hope you like it.
@blacksheep33512 you might want to read this… for science. ;)
“Reyes Vidal,” Sara drawled, removing that ridiculous bowler hat she was so fond of. “Fancy meeting you here.”
Reyes rolled his eyes as she climbed onto the stool beside him. She knew damn well that Tartarus was his favorite bar in the port. He took a long pull on his whiskey before he inclined his head to her.
“Pathfinder,” he said.
She frowned. “I told you not to call me that.”
He shrugged, focusing on his drink. “Then you might want to consider removing that patch.” He shot a glance at the embroidered logo on the left lapel of her leather mistcoat.
Her eyes dropped to the bar and her voice went quiet. “I can’t do that.”
Reyes suppressed a sigh; she’d shut down on him the last time he’d brought up the Pathfinder symbol. He’d hoped to get more from her this time, but the woman seemed determined to keep her secrets. Maybe that was what he found so fascinating about her. He watched her surreptitiously from behind his glass, noting the pained expression in her bright blue-green eyes.
“You wanted to talk to me?” He asked, changing the subject from whatever haunted her thoughts.
She nodded, and waved to the bartender. She ordered a beer, and didn’t bother to get a glass; she drank it straight from the bottle. Reyes arched an eyebrow at her. First whiskey and now this? It might be more than just her secrets that had caught his attention.
She let out a satisfied sigh after her first chug of the ale and leaned in closer to him. “Have anywhere a bit more… private?”
Reyes let a lazy grin claim his face. “Why, Ryder,” he said. “I didn’t realize you were interested.”
She blushed, but didn’t look away from him. “Oh, I’m interested,” she said. She let out a small smirk of her own. “In learning more about Kadara Port.”
Reyes groaned, but nodded his head toward the stairs. “Follow me.” Ryder fumbled through her over-sized coat to pay the bartender, but Reyes stopped her with a hand on her arm. “Allow me,” he said. He caught Kian’s eye and nodded his head at Ryder. The bartender nodded, and then Reyes led the woman up the stairs to the private room he rented.