#homesickbones

Thanks for bein’ my partner in crime 👯😘

Every night, several times a night, Cash knew the schedule well by now, a wailing would cut through their tiny apartment, soon followed by a softer “I’ve got him” and Haddie’s quick quiet footsteps slipping from her room. He never knew exactly why she did it, Haddie knew if he was awake or not, yet she always made certain that he stayed in bed. Maybe concerned for his health, his football scholarship, maybe just because she wanted those moments to herself, something Cash couldn’t blame her for. Knowing what was happening made it hard to sleep, yearning to be there himself made it hard to sleep, he got little. Instead he listened, soft smiles of awe slipping across his face when Logan’s cries melted to nothing but coos in his mother’s arms, to Haddie’s soft humming of hymns, almost feeling accomplished when he recognized their names. For all the love that swelled in his chest, slowly expanding his ribs to the point of pain over weeks of witness, he never moved. Some times he told himself it was because he didn’t know any lullabies, his parents never sang them, others that he didn’t want to intrude on something Haddie had dreamed of for months. In all honesty, he was scared. Terrified. Terrified to see something he loved more than himself, more than life, this little family, only to have it pulled from his fingertips. With a short term lease, no concrete relationship between the two of them to speak of, and a child he spent nearly two years missing at stake, terrifying was the only word that could do this justice. Soon the ache in his chest turned into knots, how many more nights like this could he let pass him by? Miraculously, certainly not because their building was so nice and new, nor because of how dainty he was, Cash made not a sound as he snuck down the hall, not even a creak of the floorboards. There she was in all her sleep deprived beauty, bed head a mess and her pajamas a baggy shirt of his he hadn’t realized she kept all this time, with Logan nestled in her arms content as could be. This was it, perhaps a size too small to be given a name, two exes trying to raise a child only just returned to them, but this was what he wanted. “Oh! God – Cash, you scared me!” Haddie’s warm resonant laughter filled their apartment before Cash had time to react, only just realizing how close he had crept. “Sorry –” He broke into a sheepish grin and pushed his hands over his face. “I uh... just wanted t’find out what I was missin’ out on. Maybe get a turn myself.”

Ariel stared at the blank sheet of V-Mail before her, supposedly the quickest way to get word to soldiers at war, yet for all the panicked screaming in her chest she had not a one. With shaking fingers she picked up her pen and dipped it in her inkwell once more, drops of mascara stained tears mixing with the black puddles her clumsy penmanship left behind on the paper. "My Darling Ettore, I fear this letter will be short, for... I know not what to say. Not the way you would, not with all your stories and pretty words. I wish you could make this pretty too. There may just be a chance you still can. I just got back from my doctor's... Don't worry! There was just a tiny accident at the factory and I needed a check up before I could return for the line. I'm... I'm alright, but I can't go back to work. I'm pregnant. Not that I think you're the type to ask, but before you prove me wrong and I regret writing this, the only possibility is that this is your child! You mean the world to me and so does this baby, we could have such a wonderful life together, the three of us! I know you would be a good father, maybe not at the right time, but... it's the time. Please say yes, this tiny family of ours, it's all I want. More than I've ever wanted anything before, forget designing or being rich or glamorous or having adventures, this is what I want. Us, that's what I want. I can try to be a grown up and say I'll understand if you say no, but in all honesty I would be heartbroken. Please, just think about it, not that you'll have much to do so. Just try. As always you're in my prayers and on my mind. All my love always, Ari"

I really just wanted a nutella sandwich and couldn't find the bread

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1┋Étienne hates more than anything that they've grown apart, it almost doesn't feel like he's his brother anymore, not the way he used to be. They used to be a pair, the Bellanger Boys, they were never seen apart, and now they're only ever apart.2┋He hates finding him passed out drunk, being disgusted with his own brother isn't exactly an emotion he thought he would ever become well acquainted with and yet here they are.3┋Remi is way taller than he is and always has been, much to ickle Étienne's chagrin. Mostly, as an adult, he's come to terms with it now.4┋He doesn't like being the 'big' brother now. Remi used to be the one taking care of him when things went awry. Now that it's his job to look out for Remi, who's looking out for him?5┋Remi is so smart and kind when he lets himself be, so why does he have to pull this shit and get drunk and be mean to everyone?6┋That he drinks their own moonshine. It's sloppy business, it's gonna get him killed one of these days.7┋He hates how much he worries their mother. She had to send two sons off to war but some days, most days, it feels like only one came home. She's still waiting for Remi.