#kaidenhendrix

♦ - quirks/hobbies headcanon

Arielle likes to break things when she’s upset, but she tries her best to not break things of much value. Raw potatoes are the typical go-to, it’s something she learned from her brothers.

☯ - likes/dislikes headcanon

She dislikes foods that change texture in her mouth and or seem weird at just a room temperature that she feels everything at, they freak her out. Things like ice cream or jello. She avoids them if she can.

▼ - childhood headcanon

☼ - appearance headcanon

Grey never cared much about her appearance when it came to clothes or even leaving the house without done hair and makeup, something her mom or sister would never do. As long as she’s clean and comfortable she is happy. 

ൠ - random headcanon

TW: blood, bathrooms, water, lies and cute fluff

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Cameron had been silent the entire ride home, keeping his head down and hands planted firmly in his lap; only looking up occasionally to acknowledge that Lexus was alright—or as alright as she could be after witnessing such a monstrous thing. He was coming to terms with just how much he’d messed up. All his progress was set back and now Amelia and Kaiden would be on his case. He’d probably get assigned a personal guard again, just like when he first arrived at the hospital. “It’s just procedure.” The staff had promised, but none of the other patients had a brute of a man following them around, making sure they weren’t causing any trouble.

"We don’t have to tell them." Lexus mumbled to her boyfriend, scared of what would await them back at Thornewood if anyone got wind of what transpired. He said nothing, nodded stiffly. When they arrived back at the house, Cameron was quick to shuffle his way inside and up to Lex’s room, as if to hide from the city that only presented him with opportunities to extinguish the fire in the eyes of the woman he loved.

She’d still never speak a word. If asked about it, she’d deny it. She didn’t want the two to be split up and this would only prove to Amelia that they were toxic. She wouldn’t listen to the real story, about how Cameron had only done what he had to protect Lexus. Her mind would be made up the minute she heard the words “Cameron” and “fight”. Had he not been so bloody, the young woman might have left him alone for a minute to let him simmer down. But he was and it was her job to clean her savior’s wounds. Slowly ascending the stairs, Lexus sighed softly before knocking once and opening her door. “Tramp?” She called out for him softly. Her hand was held out to him, as per usual. By now she was damn sure he knew what it meant. I’m here. Cameron looked up at the door, heaving a sigh before reaching his hand out, beckoning Lex forward as he stood up. Once fingers met in the middle, Cam yanked her close and buried his bruised face into the crook of her neck, gripping at the back of her shirt. He certainly wouldn’t tell anyone, he didn’t need to added worry of thinking he’d land himself and Lex in further trouble. Kaiden was reasonable but the couple were on a warning.

"What do we do?" His hushed voice wavered. The twenty year old wound her hand into his hair, hand rubbing his back in what she hoped was a comforting motion.

"Nothing." She whispered, smoothing down the hair on his head. "We’re not doing anything. We’re calling no one. Not Kaiden, not Esmeralda, not Amelia. No one. Nick punched you and you did nothing in return. If anyone questions us, you’re going to tell them to call my parents—who will tell that story as the truth.” Her voice was strong, although hushed. She was stern, not allowing Cameron to deviate from the plan. “I would not survive being taken away from you again.” Lexus confessed. “My heart cannot take it. I’m just…I’m not strong enough to endure it—that kind of pain. Not twice.”

"I won’t let you." Cameron curled up close to Lexus as she spoke, nodding along with the plan before sighing and admitted that his hands and face hurt. Coming down from the adrenaline high was making him feel weak and tired—not a good combination. However, he was still mucky with blood, despite how much he’d tried to rub it off on the front of his jeans. Lex sighed at his admisson, kissing his forehead.

"I’m sorry." Honestly feeling like she should have tried harder to get Cameron inside. Maybe if she hadn’t given in so easily to him, if she had forced him inside—even if he would have been angry later—he wouldn’t have gotten hurt. "Come on." She gently pulled on his hand until he was standing and lead him into the bathroom. She sat him down on the edge of the tub before wetting a washcloth and bringing it gently to his face. "I know this hurts. I know. I’m sorry." Lex apologized as one hand cupped his face as the other started to clean it. Cameron sat submissively on the edge of the bath, feeling like this was all to familiar… instead he was being helped by someone he loved and trusted and he could see just how rapidly his life had taken a turn for the better and why he was so idiotic for risking that, but was Lexus’ safety he risked it for and he’d much rather have a swollen cheek and black eye, then see a single bruise on his girlfriend.

"Be gentle!" He hissed, although it wasn’t cruel. Lexus rolled her eyes, breathing out a laugh at the irony. She remembered him cleaning her wrists as clearly as if it was yesterday.

"Yeah, babe, I’m just gonna scrub at your face like a mad man." She teased, turning to rinse the blood off the white rag. She wrung it out, turning back to him and returning to her task. Cam sighed, resting his forehead against hers and bringing a gentle kiss to the tip of her nose.

"I’m sorry." He whispered, hoping she’d just take the apology rather than tell him it wasn’t needed. "But you know why I did that, right? Why I wouldn’t let Nick talk to you that way?"

Lexus thought for a moment, only speaking after she finished cleansing his wounds on his face. She held one hand carefully in her own. The white rag slowly rubbed over blood stained knuckles. “Because you love me.”

Cameron exhaled a laugh. “I do love you but, because I love you, I often do very stupid things for you. Ranging from beating up a guy who I get jealous of and landing myself in ISO to waking up at three o’clock in the morning for a whole week straight just to watch Gossip Girl with you.” He lifted his now clean hand up slowly, cupping the right side of her face and letting his fingertips rest on her neck. Blue eyes locked with brown as he suddenly turned serious. “I did this because he scared you, because he yelled at you. And I am never going to let anyone disrespect you or scare you when I’m around.”

✉ ᴀ ₂ ᴀᴍ ᴛᴇxᴛ[ᵀᴱᵡᵀ] I know you pretty much hate my guts but I need to get OUT of here. Please. Get me o u t . I haven't slept in two days, the meds aren't working, I can't take it anymore, please, just get me out, get me out, get me out, I––[ᵀᴱᵡᵀ] Never mind, sorry, wrong person. I'll be fine. ✘ ᴀɴ ᴜɴsᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴇxᴛ [ᵀᴱᵡᵀ] I miss you. And I hate myself for even thinking about forgiving you, 'cause you hurt me pretty badly, Kai, you did. And the worst part is? I can't really blame you for it. You're who you are, and I obviously wasn't... enough, for you. I wish nothing happened between us in the first place. I really do. 'Cause then I'd still have you in my life, and we wouldn't have to deal with any of this drama and hurt. I can't take this, I can't––                                                    [ᴰᴱᴸᴱᵀᴱ]☠ ᴀɴ ᴀɴɢʀʏ ᴍᴇssᴀɢᴇ[ᵀᴱᵡᵀ] You know, the thing that pisses me off the most is that you claim that I have no idea what I want. You're the one that doesn't have a fucking clue, and it's not fair that you put your insecurities on me. It's not my fault you have commitment issues. That's your problem, not mine. But suure, blame it all on me. You've done it before, after all, what's stopping you? 

[ᵀᴱᵡᵀ] Oh, and all that you said about you actually caring about me? You don't go out of your way to hurt someone you care about. You don't do that, Kaiden, and that's how I know you're just spouting off bullshit. Because if you cared at all, then you would've just left me alone, instead of doing your damned hardest to hurt me as much as you did, back in the hallway. 

❤ ᴀ ʟᴏᴠɪɴɢ/ᴀғғᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴇssᴀɢᴇ[ᵀᴱᵡᵀ] When you're not being the biggest dick around, you're actually a really decent person. I know you are, or I wouldn't have bothered to give you a chance in the first place. 

Send ✉ for an 2 AM text:

I hate double beds. I really do, I hate them. They’re too big for me. I can’t bring myself to move to the middle because I haven’t slept in the middle for the last four months—and four months is long enough to change your old ways. I have way too many covers, too. No one’s pulling on them. No one’s asking for them back. I have no one to poke when I can’t sleep. 

[SEND]

Kaiden, wake up. Can I poke you? 

[SEND]

Send ✘ for an unsent text:

I’d name him after you. My son. Er, Cameron’s son. I really would. I’d want my son to be like you. I’d want him to be well, like…like a man like you. Someone who doesn’t go running scared like his father. Someone who is loyal, kind and intelligent. Someone who makes mistakes but fixes them. Without killing their fictitious child. Ugh, fuck, that just got really dark. I can’t send this now. Damn it. 

[DELETE]

Send ☠ for an angry message:

Can’t you just stop pressuring me? I’m in PAIN, Kaiden. I HURT. A lot! Do you know what it’s like to lose the one person you love? Literally—THE ONE? Because I’ll never love anyone more than Cameron. Never. And you know what? He won’t either. He’ll never love me the way I love him. He never has. He never will. So stop trying to squeeze every painful ounce of information out of me all at once. This isn’t ripping off a bandaid. It’s tearing out the stitches that have held me together. 

[SEND]

Send ❤ for a loving/affectionate message: 

Kaiiiiiiii <3 Did I tell you how pretty you look today? You look so pretty. You’re just…you’re beautiful. You wanna, um, maybe, I dunno, come walk around with me? Or take me somewhere (oo! oo! that option sounds better! oo! pick that one!) so we can hang out? I can wear your hat. You can bite your thumb while you try to compliment me. 

[SEND]

Come on, it’ll be great. 

[SEND]

Send ⊗ for a lusty message:

Let’s get me drunk and have sex. 

[SEND]

I’M KIDDING, I AM NOT A WHORE. NOT A WHORE. Also, I only have sex with hot guys ;) (get it? cuz you’re just cute? haaaaaa…) 

[SEND]

Send ♣ for a drunk message