#JJ and zekes shoulders

[dianadeadwing]

I’ve busy with Christmas stuff, yada, yada— I found this in my sketches.

Just a little sketch of Louise and Rudy holding hands where the text reads right to left, “There’s this place between desperately clinging to independence and becoming attached to something precious, and that’s where Louise keeps finding herself with him.”

[spookyxcupid]

.˚ ♱ ݁ ˖ DEMONS ON MY SHOULDERS~ ♡

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[cosmic-hoboandthehighlander]

As some of you may know, I’ve been working very hard on a divorced dad Mort AU for a few months now. If you don’t know, you’re about to know because I’ll be talking about it all the time over the next year! I plan on posting the first chapters early next year, but I really can’t wait to introduce you to my OC, Mort’s daughter, as she’s become one of my favorite characters and I need all of you to meet her!

When Abbey was 7, her parents divorce leaving her in Mort’s primary custody. Her mother is very absent, continuously choosing her boyfriends and later, her new family, over Abbey. When Abbey was 9, Mort began dating Teddy and he loves her more than anything in the whole world! (And he tells her so!) There’s a reason I like to also call this the Stepdad!Teddy AU because he’s the best dad ever and Abigail is so very loved by him. Most of the story takes place when Abbey is ages 13-17 and she is the same age as Tina Belcher.

Short, around 5’6 or 5’7. She takes after Mort, who is on the shorter side. She says she gets it from her dad since he’s on the shorter side. Compared to Teddy, she’s pretty small (he’s like 6ft!) He calls her all kinds of names like short stack and squirt (teasing of course!)

more of a midsize body; has a bit of a tummy, wider hips and thicker thighs. As a child she had more rounded cheeks, but she’s grown out of her baby face for the most part. Shes always been a little on the bigger side (think Gene as a child?)

brown-hazel eyes just like her dad. More golden than brown. She wears glasses, usually thick plastic frames. She likes color, so she hardly ever had just plain black glasses. She has medium brown hair, wavy but not quite curly. She wears it in braids a lot, she likes french braids. When her hair isn’t braided, abbey typically wears her hair to her shoulders.

there a spattering of freckles across her nose and cheeks, though not a ton. She gets that from her mother.

Abbey’s very best friends are Becky Krespe and Tina Belcher; she’s also a member of the Boys4Now fanclub and spends a lot of time with Krissy and Robin, and of course she hangs around the ‘main’ crew: JJ, Zeke, Tammy, Jocelyn, Darryl, etc.

Abbey wants to be a mortician when she grows up, so she likes to help Mort at the funeral home. In the summer, Teddy likes to take her on jobs with him. She knew how to hold a drill by the time she was 8 and Teddy is really proud of that fact.

When Abbey is 11, her and Mort move in with Teddy. They get married when she’s 14 and Abbey got to help Teddy pick out the ring

Ever since Abbey was 8, she and Teddy have been reading bedtime stories. Save for a short time when she’s 13-14 when she thinks she’s “too old for bedtime stories” and breaks Teddy’s heart just a little, they do it every night. When Abbey is older, she starts reading aloud to Teddy. This continues until she moves off to college.

Abbey likes horror novels (just like Mort!) and her favorite holiday is Halloween. Halloween is a huge deal in the Kindler house, actually, they go all out with decorations and costumes!

Though she’s not biologically Teddy’s, being basically raised by the guy since she was 7 means she’s picked up a lot of his habits. She's loud, kind-hearted, and likes to see the best in people. She also has a habit of talking with her mouthful and can be a little clumsy.

Please feel free to ask all the questions about my girl, she’s literally my favorite! She’ll be a main character in my upcoming fic Dance One More With Me but she has already been featured in five of my fics so far, just look for the Abbey Kindler (OC) tag to find her!

[thatgirlstrawberry]

Someone Else part 2

In which Spencer finally confesses... at Y/N's wedding

Spencer ReidxFem!reader

Warnings: angst, sadness, all the feels 🥺

Spencer never thought he'd be in a church waiting for Y/N at the altar... on the groomsmen side.

Two and a half years later, Zeke had asked Spencer to be one of his groomsmen when he and Y/N first announced that they were engaged. He wore a smile on his face but on the inside, he was so close to breaking.

Rossi held an engagement party at his mansion. Spencer watched her as she spoke to Morgan with Zeke by her side. His arm was wrapped around her waist. Y/N happily played with her dimond ring.

God, did Spencer wish that he was in Zeke's position. He wished that he was the one kissing her and holding her. He wished that he was the one who got down on one knee.

But there he was, standing with his hands folded in front of him as he stared at the doors in the back, waiting for them to open. He eyes Penelope, JJ, and Emily on the other side as they smiled excitedly and whispered to each other.

Then the music started.

The doors opened.

Spencer's throat became desert dry as he spotted her in that white dress. God, she looked beautiful. She always did to him.

Her smile was brighter than the damn sun as she made eye contact with Zeke. Spencer noticed the tears that burned in his eyes as she got closer to him.

For a second, just a second, Y/N looked at him. He gave her a smile but her eyes were already back on Zeke.

The ceremony was over just as it had started but for Spencer, it felt like an eternity of listening to them say their vows. He held a blank stare at the ground and anyone who wasn't paying attention to Y/N in her beautiful dress, could see that he was devastatingly jealous. But he knew all eyes were in Y/N.

When the ceremony was over, he didn't dare look up to see them kiss. He clapped though. He looked to the audience to find Rossi looking right back at him. He nodded with a slight smile. "It's gonna be okay." The man mouthed.

Spencer nodded and a fake smile reached across his lips as he finally got the courage to look over at the newly weds.

The happiest smile that Spencer's ever seen on Y/N was stretched across her lips as she pulled away from Zeke's lips and pressed her forehead against his.

The officiant smiled. "May I present to you, Mr. And Mrs. Stone!"

Y/N and Zeke joined hands as they walked down the isle. Zeke's brother was in front of Spencer and he walked with JJ. Spencer was next and he let Emily loop her arm around him. "Hey, you okay, Spence?" She asked as they smiled at the people watching them walk down the isle.

"Yeah. I'm great." That was a lie if Emily had ever heard one but she decided not to press him that moment.

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Nobody had ever seen Spencer Reid drunk.

But there he was, taking in more alcohol at one time than he ever had in his entire life. Emily and Penelope were eyeing him with concern as he downed two glasses of whiskey in a row.

The two women made their way over to him. Penelope placed her hands on his shoulders while Emily stood beside them.

"Boy wonder, what are you doing?" She asked.

Spencer sighed heavily. "I'm getting drunk. What does it look like I'm doing?" He grunted. His tie was messed up and his hair was disheveled. He looked like the drunk uncle who showed up at weddings.

"Spence, you need to slow down. There are kids here." Emily told him, placing a hand on his chest.

The doctor scoffed and pushed her away gently. "I don't care, Emily! I n-never- I just want- Y/N! I want Y/N."

Both women widened their eyes. "Reid, she just got married. What are you talking about-"

Penelope was cut off by a voice coming over speakers. "Pkay, ladies and gentlemen! We are now gonna open up the mic for speeches to welcome the newly weds! If anyone has anything they'd like to say say to the couple, please come on up."

Spencer looked back at Emily and Penelope. "Don't do it, Spencer." Emily said quietly.

Before anyone could say anything else, Spencer rushed towards the stage. "Spence!" Garcia yelled out.

Then he was there. Standing beside the head table where he was supposed to be sat with a microphone in his hands. Y/N and Zeke had smiles on their faces.

"Um... hi. I'm Spencer Reid." He cleared his throat quietly. "Um... I've known- I've known Y/N/N for a long time now." His voice was slightly slurred but Y/N couldn't hear it. She was just happy that her bestfriend was up there. "The first time I met Y/N, she and I had- ha. We had a Rubix cube contest." He laughed, pushing his palm into his eye. "I won but she- she congratulated me. And... that's when I developed a crush on her." Y/N's smile contorted into a confused one. She glanced at Zeke who wasn't smiling anymore. "She's so beautiful." Y/N noticed that he was drunk now. He looked over at her with a smile. "And those- those years I've know her... I fell in love." Y/N felt Zeke tense up beside her. "I've been in love with her- I am in love with her. I'm and idiot because I never had the courage to ask her out. Or or tell her how I feel. And now she's married this... Zeke guy. You're an amazing guy, man. You really are but ha! I'm in love with your wife." Before Zeke could get up from his seat, Y/N stopped him.

She stood up instead and marched towards Spencer with an angry face. She grabbed the microphone from his hands and gave it back to the MC who was standing there awkwardly.

She grabbed Spencer's wrist tightly and dragged him off of the stage. She passed Penelope and Emily who tried to call out to her gut she just shook her head and kept walking Spencer towards the doors that they had all entered from.

She opened them and dragged him out. When she finally let go of his wrist he stumbled a bit and them looked at her. "Oh, Y/N... Y/N/N... I'm sorry-"

"How could you!?" Her yelling silenced him. She had tears in her eyes. "That was the most embarrassing thing I've ever dealt with, Spencer! And at my wedding! My wedding for God's sake!"

Spencer was pretty sure that everyone in the dining hall could hear her, she was so angry. Hot, angry tears flowed down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, Y/N. I-i I don't know what got into me."

"You had no right! You had no right to say any of that in there! You do understand that don't you!?" She yelled.

Spencer nodded. "I'm so sorry-"

"When we first met... God, when we first met... I couldn't get you out of my head, Spencer. I- I- ugh!" She didn't know what else to do. So, her brain took over and she laid a hard slap to his cheek. She gasped as soon as she did it and stepped back, placing her hands over her mouth. "I'm sorry. Oh, God I'm sorry."

"You like me, Y/N?" He asked, disregarding her apologies and the slap.

"No! No, Spencer I don't! I said that I liked you! I found someone else." She told him. She stepped forward. "He's an amazing person, he loves me-"

"Alright, Y/N-"

"I love him! he-"

"Okay-"

"He tells me how he feels! He doesn't hide his feelings Spencer!"

"I know!" Spencer yelled. "I know that I messed up! I screwed everything up because you walked into my life! You're everything I wanted, Y/N!"

Y/N shook her head slowly. "You don't get to say that to me." She whispered, a tear falling from her eye.

Spencer's eyes softened as he looked at her. She crossed her arms and stared at the ground. "I was gonna tell ypu and the team after the wedding but, Zeke and I are moving. He got a job in L.A and we're going."

"Y/N-"

She sniffled. "Go home, Spencer."

"But Y/N-"

"Leave, Spencer." She wiped a tear from her cheek. "Please." She pleaded, not wanting to cry anymore.

He didn't say anything. He just nodded and turned towards the exit. Before he could though, he stopped and turned back around to face her.

Her arms were crossed and her bottom lip was caught between her teeth as tears traveled down her red cheeks.

"Congratulations, Y/N."

Then he left.

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I don't know who I feel worse for 😭

I'm crying cuz I don't know if I feel worse for Spence or Y/N. Who do you feel worse for???

[crimsoncityhq]

CONCLUSION

They say history is bound to repeat itself, and the sentiment rings just as true tonight. Ash and embers disperse from the burning from of the Art Institute while its patrons scramble to escape through broken windows and a front door packed with too many bodies. Those who manage to breach the crowded threshold sprawl across the lawn, some dragging their wounded dates to the line of first responders clogging the street and others snapping at the opportunity to collapse into the grass and catch their breath. Paramedics and firemen rush the crowd, loading the critically injured onto gurneys and fitting others with oxygen masks. 

While the crowd recollects itself on the lawn, the Fausts concern themselves with a discreet exit. A slip of paper and a nod to the police officers who swarm the scene promises a way out, and the street, while already packed shoulder to shoulder with the injured and uninjured alike, is closed off by the placement of their flashing cruisers. It’s as clean of an escape as they can manage given the circumstances, but the victories don’t end there—a rumor is leaked that the Walshes, who gave the heftiest donation of the night, were responsible for the carnage that engulfed the Art Institute. All eyes turn toward the Irish family, and the tension rises impossibly higher not just among their industry rivals, but among the citizens who suffer at “their” hands. 

A deal has been made, and the night has been won for the Fausts.

The Grand Reopening of the Art Institute of Chicago Event has concluded ! You may continue or finish your threads as you see fit, but please prioritize regular threads for now. 

The Fausts and the Chicago Police Department have joined forces after, uh, overcoming their differences. Not only does this mean the CPD is now considered an ally to the Fausts, but it also means we are introducing ROLES to the CPD ! You can take a look at the roles here—we could always use a few more uniforms working under the table, eh ? 

Faust affiliated characters that actively participated in the event can add 40 points to their character. All other family & family affiliate characters can add 30 points if they actively participated in this event!

Summary & plot slots are under the cut!

SUMMARY

CYRUS ROUSSEAU has gone missing.  ANATALYA VASILE is being hospitalized with a concussion and a broken ankle. SERAFINA EATON is in the hospital a minor head wound and a possible concussion. 

PLOT SLOTS

BIRDIE MENDOZA has caught their gown  in the rotating door whilst trying to make their escape, and TORI MASSARO has to decide whether they want to risk their own skin and help or chalk it up the BIRDIE MENDOZA’s bad luck.

JIN-AE ‘JJ’ RAU-BYRNE is engaged in a conversation with the bartender & JESSE VALENCIA, but that conversation is cut short when the bartender catches an unfortunate stray bullet in the face. It’s up to save themselves or help each other get shelter.

ZAKIYA AL KHATIB & OLIVER FAUST detonate the bomb underneath the elevator that traps WYATT LEON, ISABELLA FAUST, AND RAFFERTY DOYLE inside and they have to work together to get out.

NPC strikes a deal with NPC to use this opportunity to steal the most prized piece of artwork in the Art Institute. It almost goes perfectly, until they launch it out a window that’s not illuminated by flames. However, when they finally make it out to collect their prize ▬ EVELINA VASILE is holding it and also brandishing a weapon.

DIAMOND WASHINGTON who not-so-cautiously accepted a colorful pill from a stranger earlier in the night, is convinced the eyes of the painting are moving, suggesting someone may be trapped inside. NPC and NPC notice DIAMOND WASHINGTON dashing further into the flames and take it upon themselves to help, but that means they’ll have to handle the chaos of whatever DIAMOND WASHINGTON is hallucinating.

AMADEUS JUDE CASTELLANOS completely giving no fucks whatsoever picks up a glass of what they assumed was water from the bar to douse a lick of flames that got too close. The problem was it was vodka that fuels the fire, and starts to cover ZOE WASHINGTON. They can either run or stay behind, but ZOE WASHINGTON is 100% able to ID them.

AUDREY ROUSSEAU was in the restroom when the explosion occurred, and a large chunk of the balcony has blocked the door. Smoke is filtering through the cracks in the threshold, and AUDREY ROUSSEAUcalls frantically for help. EZEKIEL “ZEKE” HALLIDAY hears their cries and opts to help, but the flames are moving closer by the second, and the smoke is getting heavier. EZEKIEL “ZEKE” HALLIDAYhas to move fast or they will suffer the same fate as AUDREY ROUSSEAU .

ABRAHAM SWEETWINE helps others to safety using a nearby window, but another explosion leaves them burned and trapped under a large piece of the ceiling. JULIA FAUST bolts to their aid and carries ABRAHAM SWEETWINE to safety. Once outside in the lawn, JULIA FAUST must keep ABRAHAM SWEETWINE awake long enough for medical personnel to arrive.

SERAFINA EATON  is able to convince WIKIMAK CLARKE to assist in rescuing the artwork from the chaotic flames. However, after they’re injured in the process SERAFINA EATON realizes the artwork they’re trying to save is falsified. Almost as if the original artwork had been swapped.

ANYA VOLKOVA uses the opportunity to pickpocket abandoned purses scattered around the main hall. They find a loaded pistol in MARKIE “PAIGE” KRAVTSOV ’s purse right as MARKIE “PAIGE” KRAVTSOV comes to collect it and whatever else ANYA VOLKOVA has taken. It’s up to ANYA VOLKOVA to figure out whether or not a purse is worth killing over, but be warned—the flames are moving fast.

TARON LYNCH is outside enjoying a cigarette when the explosion rocks the foundation of the Art Institute, and the law enforcement immediately think they’re a suspect along with IAN LOCKE  that had ducked out for a breath of fresh air. They’re taken into custody for questioning.

JAMESON ROBERTS ( WALSH ) narrowly escapes to the lawn, but CONRAD ODAIR( FAUST ) is only a pace behind with a weapon in hand. CONRAD ODAIR fires and barely misses JAMESON ROBERTS, who realizes if they don’t retaliate, there’s no getting out of the art museum alive.

[butsomeofusarelookingatthestars]

Heyyy do u think u could do a follow up to your girl?? Where u guys have a child and just lukes ranger friends reaction and stuff?? Exploring this side of Luke is so interesting!!!!

New Beginnings

Fandom: Criminal MindsPairing: Luke Alvez x ReaderPrompt: Request (follow-up to ‘Your Girl’ and based on these headcanons)

Description: You and Luke celebrate a new beginning – the birth of your child – and his old army friends are glad to see him settling comfortably into family life.

Thank you so much for this request! I adore exploring this side of Luke because of how interesting it is!

“Who would have guessed it?”“A domesticated Luke Alvez.”“What happened man?”

Luke just chuckled softly, shaking his head as his friends continued their usual teasing of him. It had become something he came to expect from them and they never failed to put a smile on his face.

However, it would be difficult to beat the happiness he was currently feeling whilst he cradled your baby girl in his arms.

In fact, this family barbecue had been organised with the intent of celebrating her birth – allowing your friend and family to catch a glimpse of the newest addition to your family.

Luke glanced up, smiling softly as he caught sight of you chatting happily to JJ and Matt. No doubt the three of you were exchanging parenting tips. His fellow profilers had all been extremely helpful ever since you had announced you were expecting. Spencer’s extensive knowledge of pregnancy and child care had come in particularly useful.

Matt and JJ had only been too happy to assist – providing invaluable tips on how to settle a baby and understanding their different cries. In fact, the entire BAU had soon become smitten with your little girl and had been thrilled at the invite to attend her big celebration.

A chorus of warm laughter and excited conversations echoed around the garden as your guests conversed with one another. Luke glanced down lovingly at his daughter, amazed that she was slumbering peacefully despite the festivities. To him, she looked simply angelic as he felt her softly breathing in his arms.

It had been a slight shock for both of you to find out you were pregnant so soon after the wedding. Although, his friends joked that it wasn’t a surprise at all given the fact neither of you could keep your hands to yourselves.

They had only expressed their disbelief that it hadn’t happened sooner, considering how quickly Luke had whisked you off following the reception.

Luke smiled proudly as he gently stroked his little girl’s cheek. He almost couldn’t believe that she was finally here. It had been a long wait, the two of you bursting with excitement at the thought of having your first child together.

He had spent so many nights caressing your stomach and whispering soothing reassurances to your bump, promising to always be there for the two of you, that it was surreal to finally be able to hold her in his arms.

It hadn’t been something he had ever expected to treasure. Not after everything he had been through. Although he had been overjoyed at your announcement, old fears had plagued him the entire way – causing him to question if he were even able to be the father your daughter needed and the husband you deserved.

Fortunately, you had been there to help him through it all.

Every day he was still amazed by your kindness and compassion, marveling at how lucky he was to be able to call you his wife. He had only managed to fall in love with you even more following the birth of your daughter. You were the mother of his child and that thought alone made his heart flutter excitedly.

This was the new beginning he had never known he needed.

“The best thing happened…” Luke whispered quietly, continuing to tenderly trace his daughter’s face with his finger.

He glanced up to see his army friend exchanging soft smiles as they observed him cradling his daughter. They had always known his compassionate and protective nature, but seeing him so gentle and tender with his baby girl was something different – prompting even the toughest among them to sigh over the adorable sight.

It was hard to believe that this was the same man who had accompanied them into war, who had witness terrible atrocities alongside them. Luke would have been the last one they expected to settle down first. But, then none of them were counting on you coming along.

“She’s gorgeous.”

His friend whispered quietly, prompting a murmur of agreement to echo around the group. They were all in complete awe of the tiny baby in his arms.

“She definitely takes after Y/N.” His other friend chipped in, grinning and raising his eyebrows suggestively as he glanced over at you. “I told you at the start that you were punching above your weight with her.”

Luke chuckled softly, shaking his head quickly at his friend’s comment.

Unfortunately, he was unable to give him the playful hit on the arm that he deserved because it would disturb his sleeping daughter.

“I suppose we should all be grateful that she doesn’t look like you man.” His other friend added, pulling a face of fake horror at the thought of a baby with Luke’s face.

Luke glared at him in mock anger, amusement filling his eyes as his friends all grinned back at him.

“Shut up or I won’t let you hold her.” He threatened quietly, smiling smugly to himself because he knew how much they all secretly wanted to hold his little girl.

His friend scoffed, nudging his arm slightly to gesture for him to pass her over to him.

“Let her Uncle James have a look at her.” He told him, grinning widely as the tiny baby was carefully transferred into his waiting arms. A look of pure amazement spread across his face as he listened to her little breaths.

“Don’t be going all gooey-eyed on us Saunders.” Their other friend joked teasingly, causing all the others to chuckle softly. But, the truth was that Luke could tell that they were all as smitten with his daughter as he was.

Luke smiled up at you as you wandered over, wrapping an arm tightly around your waist as the two of you admired the sweet scene. You especially found seeing the big tough men coo delightedly over your tiny baby adorable.

“Seriously, congratulations guys.” His friend Zeke told the two of you, his words sincere as he smiled up at you kindly.

“How much did it hurt?” James asked curiously. His question was slightly inappropriate, but you laughed it off – finding his obliviousness fairly amusing. He truly had no idea…

“Yeah, we saw Alvez’s injury.” Zeke added, trying to bite back a smile as he remembered seeing Luke’s bruised knuckles.

It was true. You had accidentally crushed his hand in your vice-like grip as he tried to comfort you during labour. Afterwards, he had only pressed a light kiss to the back of your own hand as he reassured you that it was injury he would wear with pride.

Considering the pain you had experienced, the least he could do was sacrifice his hand.

Luke chuckled softly, glancing up at you as he gently squeezed your waist. His friends should have known better than to tease you by now. You always gave as good as you got.

“More than anything you’ll ever experience James. I can promise you that.” You told him firmly, a smile playing on your lips as you raised an eyebrow, just daring him to challenge you.

James was incredibly cheeky, so he seized the opportunity to continue his playful banter.

“Oh, please Y/N! I’m a former ranger. Nothing can-”

However, his confident boasting was swiftly interrupted by your baby’s loud gurgling. Luke quickly sat up, immediately recognising the telltale signs that your little girl was hungry.

His friends’ reactions were hysterical as they all glanced down in utter horror as your daughter started to bawl deafeningly.

“I didn’t do anything I swear.” James exclaimed, grimacing as your daughter squirmed uncomfortably in his arms – worrying he had somehow upset the tiny baby

“I told you not to hold her like that Saunders. She’s a baby, not a grenade.” Zeke scolded him, shaking his head at what he believed to be his friend’s mistake.

You and Luke tried to bite back knowing smiles, hiding your amusement at his friends’ antics as you swooped down to take you daughter from James’ arms.

“She’s just hungry.” You explained, laughing softly at their panicked expressions as your daughter outstretched a tiny hand to latch onto your finger. It was something you had learnt calmed her down.

“What were you saying about being able to handle anything James?”

A chorus of laughter echoed around the group at James’ expense. Luke clapped him playfully on the shoulder, shaking his head at his friend’s sheepish grin as he murmured an embarrassed apology to you.

A smile played on your lips as Luke moved to drape an arm around your waist, helping to escort the two of you back inside the house.You really loved being proven right.

It would definitely be a while until Luke’s old army friends were trusted to babysit your daughter.

[eroticfriendfictions]

hi, i know this isn't your thing but could you do a zeke x tina for prompt 5 or 36. if not a tina x jimmy jr for prompt 37. thank you.

Hello! Sorry, I don’t write Tina/Zeke, but you can absolutely have the T/JJ one. I hope you still enjoy it even though it’s not your first choice. :)

“Wanna dance?”

“How is it coming?”

Jimmy Junior whirled around, nearly dropping his paint roller in the process. Tina was supposed to be spending the day baby shopping with Linda while he painted their spare-bedroom-turned-nursery, so the last place he expected her to be was right behind him right at that moment.

“It looks good so far,” she continued. “And you have less paint on you than I expected.”

He smiled, glancing down at the spatters on his old t-shirt, but then frowned again when he looked up. “What are you doing back here? You know the fumes aren’t good for the baby.” He placed one hand on the swell of her stomach, but she shrugged him off.

“I’ll be fine, the windows are all open. Besides, it’s dinner time.”

“Is it really that late?”

“Time flies when you’re painting to… the oldies station, apparently?” Tina said, glancing at the old radio positioned in the corner of the room.

“Classics, T,” Jimmy Junior corrected her, putting down his roller and wiping his hands on a rag. “They don’t call them ‘oldies’ anymore.”

“Okay, classics,” she said, moving in closer. “It looks really great so far.”

“Thank you. I should be able to finish tomorrow,” he said, surveying his own progress and then turning back to her. “How was shopping?”

Tina sighed. “I don’t think I have the energy to keep up with Mom anymore. But we got a lot of good stuff, I’ll show you.” She made a move to leave, but he reached out and caught her hand.

“Wait, do you hear that?” he nodded towards the radio, where the first few strands of “If You Were Here” by The Thompson Twins started playing.

“Our song,” Tina said, grinning.

“Wanna dance?” he asked, grinning back. She wrapped arms around his shoulders.

“Okay, but you better not get any paint on me.”

He stepped back to pull off his paint shirt before bringing her in again, his hands at her waist. She leaned up to give him a kiss and then rested her head on his shoulder. They swayed together, her pregnant belly pressed between. He gently laid his head against hers and closed his eyes. For a minute it was like they were thirteen again. He could still remember the fireworks from their first kiss and the way his heart beat faster for the entire rest of that night. The trajectory of his life from that moment to now, how so many things had changed but here he was, dancing with the same girl to the same song.

Tina must have been thinking along the same lines, because he suddenly heard her whisper, “I’m so happy,” into his neck. He wrapped his arms around her tighter and pressed a kiss into her hair. 

“Me too.”