tired-angry-recluse

[tired-angry-recluse]

FUCK IM SORRY IM SO LATE

“N-No it’s just— my friend has been missing!”

Custard whimpered, holding onto Ignacio as she closed her eyes, her hands shaking as she held onto him.

“ T-They— they only found her hairclip..! It’s.. it was— there was blood on it..! “

He sighed a little in relief that she hadn't been hurt, but was still worried all the same. If this was upsetting to custard then it was upsetting to him too.

"Is that all they found? And do they even know the blood was hers? Maybe she fought someone and dropped it."

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“ Mr Ignacio..! “

She doesn’t hesitate to suddenly hug him, her arms finding their way around his body and hugging him tight. She whimpered and hiccuped softly, tightly shutting her eyes.

“ I..I— it’s— “

He was a little shocked but hugged her back

"What's going on? Did someone hurt you? Who was it?"

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“ Ignacio..? Are you home? It’s me..custard? “

"Yeah?"

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The sound of an electric scooter could be heard outside before turning off with a small ‘meep’ , the girl taking off her helmet and hurried over to the door,

“ Mr Ignacioooo! Are you awake? “

"I'm awake, don't worry..."

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“ yay! “

She smiled a bit more, then looked down at the cookies still in the pan — she excitedly hovered her hand over it

“ can I grab one? Pretty please? “

"They should be cool now, go for it."

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“ do you think one of these days I could bake with you? “ she asked as she looked over

“ I’m not very good at— but I wanna learn! “

"I don't see why not. After all, you'll never be good if you don't learn, and in order to learn, you'll need a teacher. Like me."

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She grinned as she watched him pull out the cookies, resting her chin on the counter and looking at the cookies,

“ oh im gonna fuck these UP, “ she said excitedly, drumming her hands against the counter

He hid a smile as he nodded. He was VERY aware.

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“ Awesome! “

She grinned as she turned back around, her skirt and her petticoat giving a big swoosh for how fast she was

“ maybe we could plant them tomorrow? It’s pretty late in the day now, “

"That sounds like a nice idea."

The oven went off and he grabbed his oven mitt, pulling the cookie tray out and setting it on the counter.

"Now we need to wait for them to cool and harden a little..."

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“ I’m glad! “

She smiled as she tilts her head and then looks back at the oven, tilting her head

“ so whaddya been up to while i was gone? “

"Just preparing the cookies, looking for some seeds. I managed to find some relatively new sunflower seeds."

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“ man.. “

She pouts slightly as she watched the cookies bake, tilting her head

She looked back at Ignacio and grinned, tilting her head with a grin, “do you like the brooch?”

He nodded slightly, though 'like' was an understatement. It was the most beautiful, thoughtful gift he'd received in years and he found it beautiful.

He loved it.

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She grinned and turned to look at the oven, “ Are the cookies done yet? Can I have one? Pretty please? “

"They've still got about five more minutes left. They'll be done soon.."

He gently pinned the brooch to his vest

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“ Of course! I thought you’d like it..it’s green like your vest! “

She gently places it into his hand,

He cradled it gently in his hands like it was a delicate flower, caught in between the decision of putting it on now or saving it for special occasions

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She closed the door and locked it behind her before shuffling over, tapping his shoulder as she opened her palms,

“ it’s a brooch! I’ve had it laying in my trinket box for a while — I want it you to have it! “

"H-... holy shit, Custard, this is... beautiful... thank you so much..."

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“ coming in! “

She shuffled in, more pep in her step compared to whenever she was originally leaving his place,

“ I brought you something! “

He raised an eyebrow.

"Really? What did you bring?"

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“ Mr Ignacio I’m finally back!! My dad’s gone for the night so I dropped by again! “

He was making cookies, his door unlocked for her return.

"Door's open."

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“ yay! “

“ I promise I’ll be back later — be sure to save some cookies for me! “

She gets up from the couch and heads over to put on her shoes, hesitant to leave but then she perked up,

“ make sure to take care of yourself for the few hours I’m gone — I care about you! “

“ cya later!! “

"I will, don't worry. See you."

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She groans as she hides her face against him for a moment, reveling in her pout before she sighed and sat up, hesitantly letting go,

“ …can I drop by again later? He should only be home for a few hours, and then he’s gonna stay the night somewhere with a girl, “

As pissed that it made him that her dad was just gonna leave for the night to stay with some radom girl, he nodded.

"Absolutely."