#dacina

so @cresswellstair suggested drunk thomas and i am having a lot of fun writing this (so it should be finished within the week)

snippet:

Did he just invite your uncle to dance?” Illeana says as she joins us as we watch from afar Thomas harras uncle Jonathan. We had somehow managed to persuade him to join us tonight and take a break from the case. He had claimed to be joining because Daci was the better Cresswell and he was only staying for a short while. Yet I could tell how tired he was, and he did not need as much convincing as he once would have. I planned on sitting with him for a while, but now I have to save him from my absurd husband. 

“I have never seen him so mortified,” I reply. 

We remain silently transfixed by the display until I feel Daci nudge my arm, “You should go over there” Daci tells me. Even though I know I should I cannot bring myself to move. To stop watching him as he tries to convince my uncle to dance because he cannot find me.

So instead of being responsible, I say, “You were the one who got him this drunk.”

“You are his wife.” She instantly counters.

“Not currently, he doesn’t think I'm pretty enough to be Audrey Rose.”

“Really?” Illeana interjects, eyes wide. The thought of Thomas not instantly knowing I am his wife comes as a shock, Illeana and Daci often joke about how Thomas can no longer function without me.

“He walked over, called you a devilish woman for hiding us both, and then proceed to announce he cannot find Audrey Rose” 

I once again fail to make a move towards them and turn towards my friends. “Illeana, perhaps you could go over to him and try-”

“Absolutely not. He came over to me and the first thing he said was ‘you are not my wife, what have you done with her?’ I have no plans to deal with him anymore.”