#prompt: ricky&vaeh

[jem-writes]

“   sorry   . . .   my mind’s on other things .   ”

( for ricky to vaeh and/or dylan to leo )

"Oh yeah", the woman cooed as she held her spinach dip out for him to take a bite out of. Once he did, Vae popped the rest of the cracker with dip into her mouth and slid into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. It didn't matter that it was thanksgiving and everyone was around. Boone was outside, deep frying the turkey. Her mother and Darla were smoking at the kitchen table as they snapped green beans. Ren was putting Tori down for a nap. The two of them could share this rare moment. Though everyone knew the two were dating, had been for several weeks now, it was rare for the two to share such PDA in front of the family. A hug here, peck there. Some hand holding, and sitting with his arm around her, sure. But never her sitting on his lap. There was a bit of bravery it took for her to do it seeing as her parents were not privy to much of anything aside from the hug and peck they shared once they arrived at Darla's. Leaning in, Vaeh brought her hand up to cup his face before placing a tender kiss on his lip. "You know you can tell me anything baby", she told him once she'd pulled back. Leaning further into him, her lips this time found his ear before she whispered, "And I can always stay late, wait for everyone to go home or fall asleep, and then we could take your mind off of it in my car again."

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With those words, Leo felt his heart sink. Peaking over into the living room, the man checked to see just how enraptured Max was in his new Switch. Thankfully it seemed like he couldn't put it down. He would have smirked, chuckled even, made some joke to the woman about how maybe giving it to him was a bad thing and actually rotting his brain. But in this moment, Dylan was his priority. Just like she deserved to be. Taking a few steps toward where she stood tin the kitchen, Leo began. "Dylan, I want to help", he told her in a hushed tone to make sure her son couldn't hear them. Taking a few more steps closer to her, the man stopped just short of her. Close enough for either of them to reach for the other if they wanted to. Far enough away so he wasn't completely in her bubble. "Look, I know it's not that simple but, let me do something. Let me pay for lawyers, Let me take him to the visitations so you don't have to see him. Move in with me. Or fuck, just take my place. I'll pay for it still even, move back in with my dad, or move in here. Fuck, I don't know." Cerulean eyes looked up to find russet ones, Leo felt helpless. Like no matter what he offered, she wouldn't take it, and he'd have to watch her struggle when she didn't need to. "I just want to help, I swear."

[jem-writes]

we're not supposed to feel this way.

( for ricky to vaeh for a lil flashback moment?? )

His words felt like knives being driven into her heart as he moved away from her. Not only was it just hurtful to hear him dismiss her feelings for him, especially when she'd barely touched on how deep they really ran, but it infuriated her. As if he was shaming her for feeling the way she did. It felt like everyone was always shaming her for crushing on Ricky. Not just because he was a "troubled" kid, but because of how they were raised. Like family.... But not family.... "And it's just so easy for you", she asked, childish anger in her tone blatantly obvious. God why did he want to fight it so much? Why did he insist that there was no spark, no flutter in his chest, no knots in his stomach when they locked eyes? Why did he act like he didn't smile, when he caught her staring at him from across the room? Act like he didn't get caught staring at her too. "It's bullshit Ricky. It's bullshit and you know it. I'm not your sister, I'm not your cousin, hell I'm not even your sister's best friend, I'm more yours, and you know it. So tell me why it's so wrong that I like you? Give me one good reason we're really not supposed to feel like this."