Carter || 27 || farmboy || little brother plant your hope with good seeds don't cover yourself with thistle and weeds
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// Alpha and Omega // - Little did he know
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J-pad Portraits ↳ Jus in Bello 7 Convention (May 21, 2016) - Rome, Italy. [♕]
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“I can’t wait! I’ve missed them.” Carter hummed in thought for a moment. “That Chinese place? I could go for some eggrolls.”
“They are definitely going to freak out when they see you.” Chris chuckled. “Only question is… Where should we get take out?”
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“That’s coming up quick, the little man will be here before you know it. Yeah, I guess so...My mom had tons of ultrasounds of me, because I was two weeks late,” he shrugged. “Yeah, it’s been good, being back. Everyone is still watching out though, making sure I don’t overwork myself. And I’m always beat at the end of the day.”
“July.” Riley chuckled. “We all forget what date. A lot of pregnant women end up getting mixed ultra sounds. So, who knows if Henry will even be a boy.” She smirked. “Good, I am happy to hear that.”
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Carter laughed. “Right, and I’ll turn straight over night.” He looked behind the counter where the barista was still working on his order. “Um, a lot...Diner? Oh, that new little restaurant? A little, but I think it’ll be fine.”
“You never know. This town could get exciting over night.” Connor chuckled, lifting his eyes up to the batista. “How much did you order?” He nodded his head. “Well that’s good. Are they worried about that new diner?”
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“Exactly, I’m the PB to your J,” he teased as they left the shop. “Oh, I’m driving. I don’t trust you to multi-task.”
“Yeah, you keep me calm and shit.” Jake chuckled as he shook his head a bit. “Does that mean you think you are driving or am I multi-tasking?” He smirked.
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“He does owe you,” Carter chuckled, nudging Dima a little. “But he’s gonna be jealous.”
Pushing his hair out of his eyes, Carter stood up and reached out a hand for Dima, wanting them to be able to get the soonest flight they could. They both needed this, and he was excited to get going. “So, what are you going to show me first?”
“I love you too,” Dmitry breathed. And then he laughed. “Max will… da; survive is a good word for it.”
“But he owes me one. He will understand.”
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Carter laughed happily against Dima’s lips before giving him one more quick kiss. “I love you,” he murmured.
He was already filled with giddy excitement at going to New York with Dima, he wanted to leave right that second. “Then let’s find a flight,” he said, agreeing. “And get packing. Will Max survive a weekend without you?”
Dmitry laughed softly. “You are right; of course,” he said, “I loved you almost from the moment I laid eyes on you. There was no decision to be made.”
He leaned in to Carter’s kiss, returning it warmly, then put out what was left of his cigarette on the sole of his shoe, dropping the butt into his shirt pocket. “A flight, please, baby,” he said with a grin, “I want to stay for as long as we can.”
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“Yeah, I don’t think that’s every going to change. At least not in this town where there’s not much else to do,” he said with a shrug. “Oh, he’s doing great. He loves being in a kitchen again, and he and Max have become good friends. Plus, I like making him cook for me.”
Out of habit mostly, knowing the two of them were waiting for their coffee. Connor reached inside of his pocket and pulled out his cigarette pack. He wasn’t planning on lighting it. “Things have been good. It’s beaming business wise. It seems like people really like to drink.” He chuckled. “How’s Dmitry doing at Max’s place?”
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“That’s exactly why you need me in your life, man,” he teased. Smirking, Carter looked down at all the drinks he was carrying. “Well, the two extras can go in the cupholders. The rest are going in your lap.”
Jake took the trays, turning his head to Carter. “Don’t drop those,” he mocked before letting out a laugh. “You make it hard to keep up the grumpy act sometimes.” He said as he turnedto walk towards the door. “So how do you plan on doing this in the car?”
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“When’s she due again? She told me but I forgot...” Carter said apologetically. “Yup, I’m back at work. It feels good.”
Riley chuckled a bit. “I can’t believe how close she is to popping.” She said as she looked up at the batista who was now taking another order. “You are working again?” She asked as she looked back at him. “That’s fucking awesome.”
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“I’m always down for takeout and movies! And I haven’t been over to your place to see the dogs in a while. Let’s do this!”
“Hm, I wonder if I have a little brother avaliable to spend my birthday with.” Chris chuckled, looking up at him. “Maybe some take out and movies.”
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