#❝ 𝐙𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐗𝐒 ― so live the life you'll want to remember ( rhyme & beat ) ✩

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It's late, and they can get into so much trouble if they're caught, but Beat was tugging Rhyme along with him, a grin on his face as he takes his jacket off, draping it over their shoulders to keep them nice and warm.

"Don' worry, 's gonna be fine. Promise!" he says, guiding his sibling towards the small hill that was tucked away in the back of their neighborhood. He had a blanket with him in a backpack, and as soon as they were on top of the hill, he was unpacking it along with a few cans of soda for them. "Thought you could use some fresh air, an' what's better than fresh air an' stars?" He says to Rhyme with a grin.

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          “  It’s easier not to worry when you let me in on the plan you know,  “  they can already imagine what sort of ear full they’d be in if their disappearance is discovered. Their father with some sort of lecture on how this was irresponsible, their mother not understanding why they’d follow after their brother’s example when there’s so much to their future they have to look forward to. The thought makes their nose crinkle. Despite having already played the potential future scenario in her mind, Rhyme would much rather be there with him versus the idea of him being out on his own. Fixing his jacket that was now over their shoulders and shaking her head in response.

“  I trust you.  “

Despite their concern it still rings truth. Rhyme trusts their older sibling more than anyone out there. Even if they might not always agree, even if she’s aware over how he feels from time to time when comparisons are made. Rhyme would follow their brother to the very end, to ensure he’s okay; to make sure he knows that he’s never truly alone even if some days are more rough than others. If anyone understands Rhyme, it’s Beat after all.

Rhyme is gripping the jacket even tighter to make sure it doesn’t fall. It practically swallows her whole but when she capes it around her shoulders and keeps covered like a blanket, the warmth is enough to keep them powering through until they’ve reached the top of the hill.  “  Beat, this is....wow.  “  They don’t even see him setting up at first, blue eyes captivated by the stars which paint and shoot across the nighttime sky, the way silvers and whites sparkle across the darkened sky, they’re captivated. 

Okay, so maybe she understands what’s happening now. Turning upon their heels and sees the arrangements their older sibling had made, it hits them. Beat’s taken notice to their burnout. The studying is piling up, ensuring she’s doing their part to keep mom and dad proud, the nights are feeling shorter while the days feel long. A break is something they definitely needed even if they weren’t going to actively confess to such.

“  We shouldn’t stay out too late, but maybe for a little bit....to enjoy the stars.  “

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❝   𝐙𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐗𝐒  ―  carve your name into those shining stars ( rhyme & rhap ) ✩ ❝   𝐙𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐗𝐒  ―  so live the life you'll want to remember ( rhyme & beat ) ✩ ❝  𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄  ―  starlight: these are the nights that never die.

[hackereaped]

"Rhyme!" Beat was throwing his arm around their shoulders, pulling them in close against his taller form. He was practically beaming down at his little sibling, a hand even coming up to playfully ruffle at their hair. His shirt is covered in flour and icing and drying batter in some parts like a bakery exploded right in his face, but it's being played off like he didn't even know it was there-- probably because he didn't.

"Come wid me real quick! I got somethin' for ya!" He was practically dragging her with him towards the kitchen, the smell of freshly baked goods coming from that direction as well. Once they were in the kitchen, a cake was sitting on the counter, decorated cutely with fresh whipping cream and all of the fruits that Beat knew Rhyme liked best. It wasn't perfect, but it was obvious that he had given it his all when baking it, and Beat was pretty damn proud of it! He'd even cleaned up the mess that he'd made in the kitchen before going to fetch them from her room.

"I know it ain't much, but I wanted t'do somethin' nice for you an' all! Happy birthday, Rhyme," he was pulling them once again into a side hug, all grins. "Oh! Almos' forgot!" He pulls back to grab a wrapped gift off the counter-- a book on programming that he'd noticed Rhyme looking at the other day while they were out and about. "Here! Dis's for you, too!"

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           “ Beat! Wait a sec - “  Rhyme was almost finished typing up the remaining bit of coding needed to progress their latest project when suddenly, they’re being pulled into the much stronger arms of her older sibling. Making a face from their hair being messed with and failing in their attempt at swatting him away. She’s quick to take notice of the fact that he’s very messy.  (  So that’s what she’s been smelling this whole time!  )  Just when Rhyme’s about to speak up, he insists that she follow and with the way his excitement shows, who is she to deny that?  “  Let me save my progress and I’ll be right there.  “ When they finally make their way to the kitchen, more of the smells from before hit and Rhyme’s already attempting to figure out exactly what all waits.  (  It’s a cake! It’s cute!  )  Looking over and admiring the treat before her gaze returns to their older sibling, the tug into his arms is return with a huge one of their own, hugging her arms around him.

“  It’s perfect because you made it!  “

Before she even has the chance to address and tease him for the mess upon his clothing, the book is handed to them and Rhyme is stuck looking it over.   “  When did you --  “  but the way he grins from ear to ear is enough to yet again take her words while hugging the gift close to their chest, Rhyme nods their approval.  “  Just you wait for your day,  “  it’s so on.  “  Thank you, Beat.  “  Finally, the younger of the two points to his shirt.

“  By the way, you got a little something on you.  “