#project:twist happiness

[sansy-fresh]

Aviation Day

So this is part of a new thing called Project: Twist Happiness, because this boy needs some happy time, okay, and Kit clearly is not gonna give him any.

Tags: Fluff, Happiness, Twist being Happy for once, TwistedMoney

Cash tapped his fingertips on the side of the mug he’d found waiting for him in the fridge, the tea inside nice and cool. Perfect, really; Blackberry knew how he liked his tea. Gazing back to the front room, he sighed, the tapping becoming more intense as he tried to not be too impatient. Twist would return in around ten minutes, and he’d want a shower at least before moving on to anything else.

Sighing again, Cash took a sip of his tea and hoped, not for the first time, that his present would be a good one. Twist had been doing so well recently, and when Cash had found out about today, he knew he had to take him. It should be the perfect present, he’d even bought him a new jacket for the occasion. He just hoped it wouldn’t be seen as a slight against his hobbies.

The sound of keys in the front door made him sit up in his chair, Twist whistling as he walked into the front room. Cash watched as he did a few post run stretches, then started up the stairs to the bathroom. Five minutes on the dot and he was hopping back down the steps, in new clothes and his favorite jacket, seemingly about to head out for the day. Cash stood, clearing his throat and staring hard when Twist turned to him.

“Are you busy today?”

Twist chuckled and stepped closer, kissing the top of his skull and grinning at the violet hue that had taken over Cash’s cheekbones. “Always got time fer you, darlin’. What’d ya want?”

Cash gave him a glare, then moved to the front room, grabbing the keys to his car and motioning to the front door. “Got a plan. Get in the car.”

Twist smiled amicably and nodded, moving forward to open the door and step out into the summer heat. Cash took a deep breath, then followed, locking the door behind them. The two of them hopped in the car, Cash ignoring the wiggling brows Twist made as they buckled, instead focusing on finding the directions on his phone. Angling the thing away from Twist, he studied them for a few minutes, ignoring Twist and his resurgence of whistling, before closing the screen and shoving it back in his pocket.

Pulling out of the driveway and onto the road, they were a good twenty minutes away from the city when Twist finally spoke up, no longer looking at his phone.

“So where’re we goin’, sweetheart?” The question was innocent enough, but Cash wasn’t entirely sure how to answer without coming off rude and ruining the mood, so he grunted, checking the lanes before pulling into the right side. Twist grinned, nonplussed at the nonresponse, and went back to whatever it was he did on his phone.

It was a long enough drive, about two hours out of the city and into the desert. He’d had to double check the directions a few times, just to make sure they were taking the right highways, but as soon as the giant ass sign for “Aviation Day!!!” came into view, he figured they were probably in the right place. Twist didn’t see it, luckily, too ingrained in whatever he was doing to look up and around.

Soon enough the turn off for the airfield came up, Twist finally looking up as the paved highway turned into a rougher, less maintained road. There were already rows and rows of parked cars, a few humans and even a couple fire elementals helping people into parking spots. Cash drove and parked as directed, an unstoppable grin on his face as Twist looked at him with questioning eyelights. Hopping out of the car, he popped the trunk, rushing to the back and grabbing the aviator jacket he’d bought just for today before running back and locking the doors.

Twist was standing at the front of the car, looking around with confusion clear on his face, the emotion only growing as Cash handed him the jacket. Cash could only grin fiercely, purple eyelight bright in its socket. Twist looked down at the jacket, looked back up at Cash and opened his mouth to ask what the hell was going on, when a roar overtook the air above them, a biplane flying just above them, seemingly doing a few loops before making a lazy turn back towards the air fields.

Cash glanced at Twist, his grin widening as he took in the other’s expression.

Twist’s remaining eyelight was overly bright in its socket, large and slightly fuzzy. He was gripping the jacket tightly, his gaze still locked onto the plane that was showing off by performing more loops. Finally he seemed to knock out of his trance, his eye locking onto Cash, who was grinning unabashed.

“Thought you might like to go to an official Aviation Day. Let’s go see some planes.”

For a moment, he thought Twist might actually cry. But, after a moment, his face broke into one of the largest smiles he’d ever seen, his hand held out for Cash to take. He did, rolling his eyes fondly as Twist turned back to the plane, grin growing wider. Best decision he’d ever made.