#“they're talking smack about grant's bad joke”

[justletmeon12]

Just watched Grant lose his turn in context.

The funniest part is that he's the only one in the oubliette. That is, his character has been framed for murder and is currently chained up in a medieval hole guarded by a crooked cop, and he's the one joking about sex so much that Brennan just decides to take away his turn in the round.

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THE WHITE LILY (Mafia Book #1 - Bang Chan) - Chapter 13 - Project Thrips

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Chapter 13 - Project Thrips

chapter word count: 2.5k words

~4 Months before Present Day~

~Emilia's POV~

"After many months of excessive planning, we are finally ready to execute the mission." Chan spoke firmly.

"Wait," Momo intervened. "you aren't talking about-"

"Project Thrips." Seungmin interrupted her.

The whole table grew quiet.

"Are you sure, Chris?" Hyo asked, uncertain.

"It is time. Any more waiting would be unwise... we must act before Shade's knowledge on the Scarlet Rose Mafia becomes outdated." Chan assured everyone with a nod.

"Mhm." I added. "Besides, it's the perfect chance. A big event is coming up, Boss has been talking about it for years before I left. So religiously, I even memorised the date. That's when we have to go."

"Using Shade's knowledge, I was able to recreate a map of the Rose Manor." Seungmin continued.

"Let's just hope her memory's not as bad as her body combat skills." Changbin chuckled.

"It isn't! I lived there my whole life, after all." I retorted, playfully smacking his arm. "Wait, did you just say my fighting skills are-"

"Chan will bore you all with the details in a minute," Seungmin cut me off and continued explaining. "but for now, I want everyone to memorise this perfectly. Shade and I tried to figure out where secret passages might be, but we can't be sure, so the overall layout of the house must be known by each of you."

"Then," Chan clapped once, getting everyone's attention. "This is by far the most important mission we've ever had. Hopefully, in four months' time, The Scarlet Rose will be completely eradicated. We will first come for their boss, then we'll strike them all when they're down and mourning. For this mission, all of us must train vigorously."

"So, what's the plan, Leader?" Minho smirked impatiently. "How're we gonna take the rats down?"

"First of all, the teams. We will split up in a few groups, as follows: Shade and Felix will be Team 1, Changbin and me will be Team 2 and Minho will be going alone, since he's the best when it comes to sneaking."

"Fucking cat, I tell you." I spoke bitterly, a tint of joking in my tone, and watched Lee Know smirk proudly.

"Seungmin will be staying outside on Side A with Jisung; they will help with communication. Jeongin will be there as well, in case of a medical emergency."

Everyone nodded.

"For the gun supply, Hyo will join Team 1, Momo will join Team 2. Both of you have to make sure the weapons work as intended, carry the needed ammunition and just do your magic since you're the gun experts."

"Then... what about me?" Hyunjin questioned.

"You... will have the most important part." I looked at him, before throwing Chan a glance to ask for his permission to speak.

He granted it quickly, so I began explaining:

"As I was saying... a big Event is coming up for the Scarlet Mafia. We will be able to infiltrate with relative ease thanks to this Event, a big party that should seal a powerful deal between my former Boss and a big drug lord of the East. Negotiations have been going on for a long time, and they agreed on this particular date a few months before I came here."

"Okay, but... how does that concern me?" Hyunjin asked puzzled. "Don't tell me..."

"You will have to infiltrate the party and send us information about what is happening, so we know exactly how much time we have to infiltrate my former Boss' house, when he seals the deal and when he retreats to his chambers."

The whole room grew quiet.

"... damn." Hyunjin cursed. "That's..."

"Difficult, I know." Chan touched him on the shoulder apologetically.

"Not difficult... almost impossible. It's like a suicide mission." Hyunjin spat out.

"It won't be a suicide mission. They don't know your face. For all they know, you'll just be one of the servers hired for this." I looked him in the eyes, trying to put him at ease.

"Besides, we already arranged it with the catering company." Chan continued. "You've been working for them for 5 years, your best friend helped you get hired and the boss loves you."

"A whole backstory? I'm impressed." The corners of Hyunjin's mouth pointed upwards.

"It was all Jisung." Chan pointed out. "So, all clear? Let's recap: Shade, Felix and Hyo are Team 1; I, Changbin and Momo are Team 2; Minho goes alone; Jisung, Jeongin and Seungmin will be outside, and Hyunjin will be our informant inside the manor."

"Great, let's do this!" Jisung exclaimed excitedly.

"Ah, one more thing." Chan added. "This mission is first come first serve. That means, whoever finds the bastard first, gets to kill him."

"Good to know. I hope he'll get to meet my bullet." Minho smirked.

"Good. Then, let's start preparing. We only have 4 months."

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~Two months before Present Day~

"TO YOUR RIGHT!" Hyo screamed while running, just as Felix approached me from my right side and landed a powerful blow in my lower stomach.

"You didn't get it, again." He replied sternly, frowning.

"Fuck, I'm so bad at this." I cursed, holding on my abdomen and looking down, tears pricking my eyes.

"It would be best to take a break, what do you say?" Hyo approached me and put her hand on my shoulder soothingly.

"I'm just so frustrated! Why can't I get this right?" I replied defeated.

"You will! There's two more months, okay? We'll do it!!!" She tried encouraging me with a smile, making me feel a bit less tense than before.

"Okay... yea... let's take a break, then." I looked at Felix, who nodded approvingly.

Walking with Hyo through the garden, we reached Hyunjin's greenhouse.

"Wanna take a peak inside?" she asked, raising her eyebrows at me expectedly.

"Sure! I do have a key, actually."

"Oh wow, Hyunjin let you keep it for some time, no?"

"He did" I chuckled. "At this point I think he forgot about it."

"Nah, he never does. He probably thinks you didn't show it to the relevant people yet, if you finished the painting already." Hyo smiled.

"I mean... Chris didn't see it yet." I chuckled again.

"Why not?"

"I don't know... I want to show it to him, and I will, of course. Just... it's not the time yet, you feel me?"

"I see... I only showed mine to him and Minho. They are really good listeners." She chuckled. "Do you wanna see it too?"

"If... if you want me to." I smiled kindly.

Since these pictures represented our souls, showing and explaining them to someone else felt like a pretty big deal. Intrusive. I was happy to know that Hyo trusted me enough to show me hers.

We entered the greenhouse, and she went straight for a covered canvas in the back, uncovering it.

The image represented was a painting two women playing on the ground with a baby.

"This is me." She pointed to one of the women in the paintings. "And this... is my best friend... her name was Hanna. She passed a few years ago..." she smiled sadly.

"I'm really sorry to hear... and the baby?"

"This was just me mourning what I can never have back." Her smile turned bitter. "We had a big mission about four years ago, where I had to be kidnapped by some drug lord in order for SKZ to find their location. It was pretty similar to the one you had with the Knife Devils, actually. The problem was... we didn't have half the equipment we have now, so they detected the tracking device quickly, and punished me for that."

She inhaled deeply. I grabbed her hand, sensing that it was becoming difficult to talk.

"I was... tortured, raped... every day, for a whole month... and by the end of it, when Chris and the boys finally found me... I was damaged beyond repair. They stole from me the most important thing- what I wanted the most... the ability to become a mother." A single tear fell on her cheek, but she was quick to wipe it off.

"Hyo, I... I'm really sorry..." I hugged her side, feeling my eyes swell up with tears as well.

"No, Emi, I am the one who's sorry. After what happened to me, I wanted you to go to that mission, just so you can get as hurt as me. I was a mean bitch for no reason." She turned her body and hugged me back.

"I was, too." I chuckled. "We both were. But we're here now, aren't we? Besides, you're a big part behind my painting."

I smiled and guided her towards my canvas, showing off my white lily proudly.

"It's so beautiful." She smiled. "Rebirth?"

"Yes. Thank to Chris, to you, to all of the members... I feel like I truly got a second chance at life, like I was reborn." I smiled genuinely.

"Make sure to show it to Chan as well, he'll love it." She returned my smile.

"You think so?"

"I know so. By the way, wanna go to the Orphanage tomorrow?"

"Yea, that sounds great! Maybe we can play hide and seek with the kids like last time! It was super fun!"

"Right? Ahhhhhh, I love children!!!" Hyo squeaked, making me laugh.

We continued our conversation back to the training grounds where Felix was waiting for us.

Then, we resumed our practice and continued it until late in the night.

~

After a full day of training with Felix and Hyo, I finally hopped in the shower. The warm water felt pleasant on my skin, the best part being finally taking off all the dirt from today.

I quickly wrapped my wet hair in a towel and opened the door to my bedroom, place that felt almost foreign by now. I was so used to always being with Chan, there simply was no use for this room anymore. I only came here to shower, change my clothes or take a quick afternoon nap when Chris was busy, but other than that, I never slept here anymore.

This night would be no different, of course.

After drying and combing my hair, I lazily headed towards Chan's door, just in my underwear and a bathrobe. They were going to come down real quick anyway.

"Baby." He smiled, taking his eyes off the book he was immersed in and placing it on the nightstand.

"Hey." I returned his smile and took off the bathrobe, climbing on the bed next to him.

"Shit, red?" he smirked, opening up his arms

"Of course. Your favourite."

"How was your day? Mhm, you smell nice." he complimented me while I positioned my head on his shoulder.

"Tough." I pressed my lips firmly on his neck, earning a small groan in response. "Felix gave me a few bruises, probably."

"Damn, should I beat him up?"

"Channie!" I chuckled and playfully bit his neck.

"Mhm, what? Shouldn't I defend my girlfriend in such cases?" he shifted himself and got on top of me, returning the gesture and leaving a small peck on my collarbone.

"You should train with me, maybe. Changbin was right. I really suck at close body combat... even after training for two months straight!" I whined.

"Lix and Hyo must learn your fighting style too. You didn't have enough missions with them." Chan looked deeply in my eyes, caressing my face with his thumb. "You're good enough, Emi. But you can't be the best at everything. No one shoots like you, no? It wouldn't have been fair to be number one at close body combat too."

"... I don't know. You are the best at everything, Chan, so..." I smiled sweetly at him.

"Everything?" he raised a brow and smirked, starting to move his hand from my face down my body, touching me through the panties.

"Mmm, fuck" I closed my eyes and moaned, raising my head and giving Chan full access to my neck. "Especially that."

He chuckled.

"I lack in many things too. I am impulsive, jealous, get angry easily... I'm not the best at everything. But I have you, and we work together, imperfect as we are, don't we?" his lips laid gently on my neck.

"I love you." I confessed, feeling my cheeks getting red. It was the first time I've ever felt like this romantically towards anyone... and the first time I've confessed it. "I love you, Chris."

In that moment, he stopped kissing my neck. He straightened himself above me, our eyes locking, and for a brief moment, it was just the two of us in the world.

We just stared at each other. I - baffled by my sudden burst of confidence to admit my feelings for him, and him – totally taken by surprise.

It seems my words finally clicked in his head, as he hastily united our lips passionately. He almost forced his tongue inside my mouth, and after a heated kiss, he looked at me again in awe.

"Emilia, I... Fuck, I have no words... I... I also love you... I am obsessed with you!" he confessed desperately, kissing me again. "I adore you."

I didn't know this feeling in my heard could grow to be so intense, almost painful.

"I need you." I pressed our lips together again and pulled him towards me.

From there on, things were quick to escalate. He dragged his pants down, pushed my panties aside and slid inside me with ease.

The room was being filled with obscene moans and grunts, as his sure and steady movements brought both of us to our highs.

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"I will never get used to this." He chuckled seeing me run towards the bathroom, his release dripping down my leg.

"Yah, whose fault is that?!" I shouted and hopped in the shower. Chan was quick to follow, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close to his chest, the hot water being almost cold compared to his warmth.

"I love you, I love you, I love you." Chan kissed my shoulder.

"Hmmmmm, sometimes I forget you're a Mafia leader." I chuckled.

"Mean."

"Speaking of leaders... I can't believe we're going to finally kill my former Boss."

"What, are you nostalgic?" he laughed.

"No, I mean... Finally?! I've been waiting to get my revenge on the bastard forever... even before I met you."

"Me too. Killing him will solve a lot of problems for Stray Kids." He nodded while washing my back.

"Just two months, huh?" I sighed.

"Are you worried?"

"Honestly? A bit."

"Well, don't be. Everything will go well. We will get rid of him for good." Chan tried to assure me, but for some reason, the more I was thinking about the it, the more anxious I was becoming.

"I- yea, we will." I nodded and tried to calm myself now.

Chan got out of the shower and held a towel for me to dry me off.

"Mhm, you weren't joking when you said Felix left some pretty bruises on you." Chan pointed out to the few spots darkening on my thighs and stomach.

"He is harsh, but I will learn. Who knows, maybe I'll even be able to take you down in a fight one day." I chuckled.

"Now, now, don't get cocky." He kissed the tip of my nose and picked me up. "You'll have to train hard the next 2 months, so let's sleep."

"Sure, baby." I kissed his lips as he placed me on the bed and took my rightful spot on his chest – my favourite place in the whole world.

"Good night, my love."

"Good night."

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Chapter 12 | Chapter 14

[bright-molina]

Emergency Contact

synopsis: Sometimes it takes an accident and the revelation that Buck is Luke's emergency contact to really bring the Buckley-Mercer (et al) Family to the same page.

fandoms: Julie and the Phantoms x 911

relationships/characters: Buckley!reader (gender neutral), Alex Mercer, Evan Buckley, Luke Patterson, Athena Grant, Maddie Buckley (all relationships are familial/platonic)

word count: 2503

warnings: mentions of minor injuries (and I mean minor, sprained ankle, minor concussion is all)

a/n: @biqherosix surprise! Catch me pushing the Buckley-Mercer family agenda cause I can. For anyone wondering, we're running with the idea that they're cousins. I honestly have no idea where this came from, I wrote it at like midnight yesterday. And it only figures that the first thing I post in forever is a crossover that is mostly self-indulgent but I promise I'm trying to get the hang of things again.

For those of y'all that haven't seen 911 but still wanna read: one, I appreciate you so much oh my gosh, two, I highly recommend it and three, all you really need to know for this one is that Buck is a firefighter with the 118, Athena Grant is a police officer, and Maddie is Buck's older sister and a 911 dispatcher. If I missed anything and you wanna know feel more than free to ask!

The absolute last thing you expected was your phone ringing well past midnight.

“Don’t answer it.”

Alex’s voice sounded from beside you, muffled by the pile of blankets he was buried under. You rolled your eyes and reached for your phone only to have him snatch it out of your grip and stuff it under the blankets alongside him.

“Give it back!”

“No,” Alex crossed his arms tighter, ignoring the second ring completely. “It’s probably Buck checking to see if we’ve gone to sleep yet, if you answer he’ll know we’re still up.”

“Like Buck would voluntarily be up right now. He’s fifteen hours into a twenty four hour shift,” You leaned back against the couch, knowing there was no tearing the phone away from Alex. “Will you at least check who it is to make sure it’s not Maddie?”

Alex groaned, loud and exaggerated, before sticking his head underneath his blankets to check your phone. You were just barely able to hear his panicked ‘uh oh’ before he put on his best fake tired voice and answered, “Hello?”

“Alexander Mercer, what are you doing awake at this hour?”

“I wasn’t awake.”

“Sure you weren’t. Give the phone to y/n.”

He was handing you the phone in a flash and you could see his wide eyes in the dim blue light coming from the living room tv. “It’s Athena.”

“Thanks, I heard. And I told you so,” You smacked him with your pillow when he stuck his tongue out and he quickly ducked back under the blankets. Whether he was hiding from you or Athena was up for debate. “Hi Athena.”

“Y/N,” Uh oh was right. You recognized the tone in her voice immediately. Exasperated and tired with a little bit of worry laced through. “You wouldn’t be able to get ahold of Buck would you?”

“I could,” You sat up straighter and Alex peeked out from under the blankets again, craning his neck to listen in on the conversation. “Is something wrong? Can’t you call Captain Nash?”

“I could,” Athena echoed your words back to you and you heard muffled shouting in the back. “But Captain Nash isn’t Luke’s emergency contact.”

“His what!”

“It’s not a big deal!” Luke’s voice. It was him who had been shouting. “I’m fine!”

“The cast you’re wearing says different,” There was a click on the other end of the line and Alex tripped over the discarded blankets and pillows as he rushed to look for the car keys. “We couldn’t reach him and Maddie was his second emergency contact but May said she went home early today.”

“Yeah, uh, she -” You put on your shoes as fast as possible and reached for the nearest sweater, one you were sure wasn’t yours. “Jee’s teething so she - she’s probably busy with her. What happened? Luke -”

“Is fine. You just focus on getting to the station and bringing Buck to Med cause he’s gotta fill out some papers. I’ll stay here with him until you do.”

“Okay. Okay we’ll be there soon.”

“Y/N put me on speaker,” Athena must’ve been able to hear the panic in your voice. She knew both you and Alex well enough to know every emotion that was running through you both at that moment. “I want both of you to listen to me. Luke is okay. A little scratched up. Maybe a bruised ego. But he’s just fine, I promise you.”

If there was anybody you trusted it was Athena Grant. So you and Alex shared a look, thanked her, and sprinted out of the apartment wondering what on earth Luke had gotten himself into.

“What do you mean you don’t know!”

“Athena didn’t tell us anything!” You shouted right back at Buck despite knowing it probably wasn’t the best idea given the time or the circumstances. Alex was a few feet away, talking quietly to Chimney to have him relay a message to Maddie. She’d be less angry if the news came from him.

“I thought he went back home,” Buck shook his head before jogging down the stairs and you followed him. He all but charged to the locker room and started shoving all his things in the duffel he always carted with him from the apartment to the station and back. “I thought he was okay.”

It wasn’t until then, until you caught a glimpse of his reflection in the little mirror in his locker surrounded by pictures, that you realized something. Evan Buckley, the firefighter, your brother who always seemed so fearless, was scared.

Buck’s mind was racing at a million miles an hour. He kept going through every piece of information he could from the last two days. Luke had promised him. Sworn he was going back home to his parents. He should’ve known better. They were too much alike and he should’ve known better.

He supposed the worrying came with the territory. The anxiety and panic and not knowing were all things he didn’t like but things he would bear if it meant making sure one of his own was okay.

He had always been protective. You were the youngest Buckley and he took it upon himself to make sure you had a better life than him and Maddie had had. Alex was family and he didn’t hesitate to give him a home when he needed one, metaphorically and literally.

And somewhere along the way the Buckley-Mercer family had grown without him realizing it. Alex had brought his band, his friends, over for dinner once and from that moment on they became a fixture in his life.

Bobby, who was surprised the first time Maddie grinned and hugged him, telling him how proud she was of him. Reggie, who was the first to accept a place in their makeshift home, needing the support and love they offered more than anything. And Luke, who was stubborn and wore his heart on his sleeve and fit right in with them.

And Buck couldn’t believe he had let them down. He couldn’t believe that he tried so hard to let Luke know he was there for him and he had failed. If he had just paid a little more attention then -

“I know what you’re thinking,” Your voice cut off his thoughts and he paused for a moment before continuing.

“No you don’t.”

“You’re blaming yourself. It’s what you always do,” You watched as he pocketed his phone and zipped up the bag. “It’s what you did when I thought I could jump off the swing and ended up with a broken arm even though you couldn’t have stopped me. It’s what you did when Alex had that really bad allergic reaction even though none of us knew he was allergic in the place. It’s what you’re doing now.”

Buck slammed the locker shut without meaning to and silently wondered how you seemed to know everything about him when he seemed to know nothing about any of you, not really. He wasn’t like you or Maddie or Alex and that had never been more clear.

“I’m not blaming myself. I just -” He sighed and walked out of the locker room, past you and Alex, and around to the drivers side of the car. He didn’t get in yet. Instead he glanced between the two of you. “I’m not Maddie. I don’t know how to tell what you guys are thinking. I don’t know how to do the things she does. I can’t help how she does. But - but maybe if I could then -”

“You’re right,” You cut him off, already knowing where he was going. “You’re not Maddie. But we don’t need another Maddie, we need Buck.”

“Y/N’s right,” Alex leaned against the top of the car and gave an easy shrug. “Maddie does family dinners every week and helps us with homework and keeps superhero bandaids around for when Reg and Bobby come back from the skate park with scrapes all over them. But you host game nights and come to every one of our practices when you’re not here and tell really bad jokes when you know we need to hear them.”

“They aren’t bad -”

“Yeah they are,” Both you and Alex answered in sync, successfully pulling the faintest laugh from Buck.

“You’re Buck,” You repeated and finally opened the door of the car. “And when Luke left home he came to you. Athena said you’re his emergency contact because he trusts you more than anyone else. We all do.”

It took less than a couple seconds for Buck to nod and get in the car, the two of you following his lead. Moments later he was speeding away from the 118 and in the direction of the hospital, determined to be where he was needed.

“You’re an idiot, Luke Patterson.”

“Wow thanks,” Luke rolled his eyes from where he sat on the couch, an action that earned him a scolding from you, and kept picking at the fabric of the pillow he was holding to him.

It was nearing mid morning and you had all gotten back to Buck’s apartment only a short while ago. The combined insistence and intimidation coming from both Buck and Athena meant the doctors had no choice but to run as many tests as necessary until they were positive Luke was fine.

Your eyes scanned his face again, a habit you’d picked up from Maddie, in an attempt to assess the damage once more to be sure nothing had gone wrong in the last ten minutes.

A butterfly bandage on his forehead above his left eye. Some scrapes on his arms from the fall. The brace around his right ankle propped up on the coffee table and some pillows. A tear in his favorite flannel that you were already patching up.

“What were you thinking?” You sighed and dropped your hands, turning in your spot beside him to look at him and read all the expressions flashing across his face. “You got hit by a car, Luke.”

“I did not!” He flinched when Alex, fast asleep across the other couch, shifted a little at the noise. Buck did the same thing upstairs in the loft, though he recognized the sound of talking and opted to listen in. “I swerved out of the way. The bike lost control and I hit the pavement but I’m fine.”

“The mild concussion and sprained ankle beg to differ,” You stared again. Luke refused to meet your eyes, refused to look anywhere around the apartment that wasn’t the pillow on his lap. He’d been doing the same thing since Buck had nearly busted down the door of the room he’d been sitting in at the hospital. “What were you thinking?”

“I don’t know,” Luke finally sighed, knowing you wouldn’t let it go any time soon. “I just - I did go home. At first. And i-it was okay until my mom started doing that -that thing she does. The voice, talking down, asking when I was gonna start getting serious, telling me I should do better. I tried but she wouldn’t stop saying all of it so I -” His shoulders sank and his head hung low and you moved closer. “I left.”

“So why didn’t you come back here?” You reached out, hand on his arm in an attempt to get him to hear you. To listen to you. To talk to you. “What made you think you couldn’t?”

It took a few moments but when Luke finally looked up his eyes were watering and he looked unsure. He looked scared and he was never scared. “I didn’t want to disappoint anyone else.”

“I don’t know if you know this,” You gave a sigh and leaned against the back of the couch on one arm. “But we are, historically, a pretty messed up family.”

You successfully pulled a laugh from Luke and a muffled ‘shut up’ from Alex only made the two of you laugh more. But when the laughter faded away you were left with the ghost of those doubts. Present and needing closure. To be acknowledged and reassured.

“There is nothing you could do that would disappoint Maddie and Buck, believe me,” You gave him a faint, sad smile and for a second he wondered what memories were the source of it. “And you never have to be scared. We’re your family and we’re here for you. Me and Alex and Buck and Maddie. Athena who stayed with you until we got there and after. Chimney who’s breaking the news to Maddie to save us all. Albert. May. Bobby. Reggie. You have all of us. I hate to break it to you but you’re a part of our weird little family and we aren’t going anywhere any time soon. So please, please never feel like you have to hide from us. You’re home here, Luke.”

And he believed every word. For a moment he wondered why he ever doubted it in the first place. It was evident in the way he had a designated spot at the dining table at Maddie’s place. In the way his clothes took up a good amount of space in one of the dressers upstairs. In the pair of house keys that hung on a chain around his neck. Reggie and Bobby were also given a pair long ago.

“Does one of you want to explain to me what the hell happened!” The sound of the door being thrown open startled all of you. Alex sat up quickly and Buck came barreling down the stairs to meet Maddie at the door.

Bobby and Reggie came in after her, holding piles of various items she’d insisted on bringing with. They were followed moments later by Albert carrying bags filled with takeout and then Chimney with Jee-Yun in her car seat.

It was dead silent for a moment as Maddie looked between her siblings, her cousin, and the boy she considered one of her own. They were all her family and that was that.

Finally the silence was broken by Luke leaning over in your direction and quietly asking, “Hey, does home have a place I can hide from Maddie until she’s less mad?”

“Oh, Luke,” You offered him a smile he recognized as a slightly sympathetic yet playful one. “There is nowhere you can hide where Maddie’s anger, love, and aggressive post-injury nurturing won’t reach. Good luck.”

She sat in your spot the moment you stood up and was immediately making sure Luke was okay. Her eyes scanned each injury just as yours had and when she finally let him take a breath he looked around.

All of this, the chaos that was unpacking the various takeout boxes. Setting up a little station on the kitchen island with various medical supplies. Chasing Jee-Yun around as she crawled and wobbled all around the place. Music playing softly in the background as everyone smiled and talked and felt relieved that he was okay.

This was home. Luke was sure of it.

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