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CURRENT MAINS: Beckett (Vanderburg) Collins  AVAILABLE IN THESE VERSES:

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MCU

Musician rps

as soon as he got the call that anything was remotely wrong with ximena, to the point amelia was in tears over it, he dropped everything he was doing. as usual, the worst possibilities swam through his head like he was in the deep end. he grabbed his leather jacket and almost tripped going to his car. luckily the drive to amelia’s wasn’t too far, and it was pretty quiet around tonight. he could get away with speeding just a little. or a lot. nobody was on the road, it didn’t matter how much or little.

“nothing? what do you mean nothing?” he basically lunged his body past her, his first priority was his daughter’s well being right now. he had to push down how much worse it made his chest tighten to see amelia crying, his fear of what was wrong with ximena outweighed that. when he looked in the living room to see her sitting, looking relaxed while watching paw patrol. his lips parted, confused, broken noises leaving his throat. 

he stood there, half thinking that he should remind ximena that that dog chase is not to be trusted but instead, backed up into the kitchen again. a brow cocked up to the woman, slowly piecing together what was happening. “so she turned around? just a scare?” he knew that was the answer, but with the state she was in, he wanted to let her confirm it, maybe it would help calm her down. “and hey. i’m never too busy if you need me. besides, mario kart can wait.” whether or not he was actually playing mario kart will not be revealed. “…are you okay? sit down. let’s talk.”

Feeling some relief herself once he saw their daughter was alright, she took a deep breath, though it was hard not to cough as more sobbing wanted to etch it’s way through her still somewhat agitated breathing. Holding her breath for a few seconds did the trick, however, and she came down just a tad bit more. ❝ Yeah, she’s fine. It just happened so suddenly, I didn’t know what to-I’m sorry. ❞

Coming to sit next to him, shaking as she had been the entire time, Amelia held herself, running her own hands up and down her arms in a useless attempt to find some consolation. Ximena was fine, why was she so affected still?

❝ I- ❞ The first thing she thought of telling him was that she was alright, but her entire demeanor would have let him know she was lying. Amelia was a good liar, but not when she was essentially giving herself away; the swollen eyes and red nose and cheeks enough testament of just how much time she’d spent crying that night. ❝ I’m not. I’m not okay. ❞ She concluded. ❝ I hate asking my mother for help, you know how she is. Somehow me being young makes me incompetent as a mother... but I didn’t know what to do, and I didn't want to risk taking my baby outside. And I know, I know you’re there if she ever needs something but fff...  ❞ 

She was calming down, as best as she could as she recounted everything that went through her head in the space of minutes, but this wasn’t easy to say. Making front to the reality of the situation they’d lived since they broke up.

       Last thing Amelia had wanted was to call him when she knew he was going to be... well, whatever he did when he had a night off. They were usually respectful of each other’s time and space, and she knew perfectly that was he reason why they had been able to make their situation work. Co-parenting was hard as it was; there was no need of making it harder by being invasive, but that night she felt like she had no choice in the matter.

Ximena had just gone through a high fever and she hadn’t been able to bring it down with anything until her mother came over. It was a cold. A simple, all too usual, not at all outlandish cold, yet she had been so scared. She didn’t even know if Warren had understood half of what she had told him over the phone, but he was on is way and that gave her some reassurance.

However...

She had overreacted. Ximena was perfectly fine and when he arrived he would see his daughter with a blanket wrapped around her while she watched cartoons and ate cereal from a mug; all the while she was a crying mess in her kitchen. It was during moments like this that she was reminded of just how painfully alone she was, sometimes. So when the front door bell rang, she opened it half halfheartedly, looking down at her feet as if that would accomplish anything to hide the fact that she’d been crying since she called him.

       MULTIMUSE / MULTISHIP / MULTIBAD !!

Because in this world, the ones who are smiling are the strongest !!

As Told by Bender, your friendly Shitposter !!

        MULTIMUSE / MULTISHIP / MULTIBAD !!

Because in this world, the ones who are smiling are the strongest !!

As Told by Bender, your friendly Shitposter !!