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lovebykai · 3 years ago

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Bury Me

》 Pretty Girl - Ending Commissioned by @bubbleu

Type: Full Length [ 2K to 4K ]

Word Count: 2.4K

Pairing: Haitani Ran x Reader x Haitani Rindou

Warning(s): Angst. Pregnancy. Toxic Relationships Healing. Children. Hurt & Comfort.

Authors Note: I actually really like this ending. Maybe I'll do drabbles for post baby life. 😂

You run.

Possibly the dumbest thing you've ever done— or maybe the best idea you ever had. Only time would tell. But you run and you get as far away as fast as you can.

It isn't far enough to dodge a phone call, though, and their names appear over and over and over for days, then weeks, then months. At the year mark they finally stop calling and you have two bundles of joy that were never intended but loved all the same.

And they don't even know.

"Yes, we're doing okay." You aren't but you're not going to tell your friend — and savior — that. Work is hard to come by and childcare is even worse, so you're living off government assistance that isn't assisting as much as you'd like. You know he would help you, but it felt wrong to ask for more than what he'd already done.

"You don't sound okay." Mitsuyas quiet drawl has you swallowing thickly as you try to shuffle around enough you can put a bottle in each little mouth.

It wasn't supposed to be this way.

"I'm just a little stressed." A lot stressed.

Desperate and scared and lonely. You'd had twins with heads full of blond hair and violet eyes and hadn't been able to deny them the last name Haitani. It didn't match the one you'd picked for yourself, but emotion had been riding you at the time when you'd filled out their paperwork.

If the dynamic duo that had your life in a chokehold caught wind of what you'd done... you can't imagine they'll respond well. It wasn’t just you that you were hiding from them anymore.

"I wish you'd let me—" There's abruptly shouting on the other end of the line and the sound of glass breaking. An eerie silence follows before the sound of something crunching catches your ear and you know you should hang up.

"We found you." Rindous voice makes goosebumps crawl up your arms.

"And we're coming."

♡ ~ ♡ ~ ♡

Mitsuya doesn't call anymore and you're hoping and praying he's alright. After the last phone call, you run again; this time with two little screeching bundles attached to you instead of hiding out in your tummy. Your hair is green and the contacts you wear itch but it's a small price to pay when you're running from some of the most powerful men in Japan.

"Shh, my little loves." The ratty hotel you've taken up residence in is... terrible but manageable. Your neighbors are usually women of the night with friendly smiles and cigarettes to spare so you try not to complain. It could be worse.

You don't know how, exactly, but it could.

"Suiren— Suzuran!" They're impossible to negotiate with at this age and you are well aware of that fact as you bounce one on each arm, cooing their names as though that will help at all. They've been screaming for over an hour now and the longer it lasts the closer to tears you get.

You're starting to sniffle, overwhelmed by the situation you've put yourself in. For what? Because they were cheating? Could it really even be called that when you've never insisted on a label or commitment? They were always fucking other people so why did you suddenly decide now it wasn't okay?

Pregnancy hormones, you're sure. You'd found out at 13 weeks and when you'd decided to tell them and found them in the midst of their standard bullshit you'd snapped. Was it reasonable? Rational? You weren't even sure anymore but you did know it was risky to let your children grow up around—

The door is opened with the click of a lock that lets you know whoever your visitor is, they had a key.

Except when you turn with misty eyes to address them, a sharp inhale is all you manage.

Ran is wide eyed in the door frame; his lanky form completely hiding you from his brothers view as he just... stares. You can practically see the gears turning in his beautiful eyes, slow blinking in a way that makes you shift uncomfortably on your feet.

"Move, damnit!" Rindou finally gets enough and shoves his brother into the room with an annoyed look; it's like someone hit the repeat button the minute those eyes turn on you because he's also staring with a comically large gaze.

The babies are quiet; fathers and sons staring at one another in that loving way only babies manage before they break into matching smiles as though it was planned.

Rindou moves before Ran and you don't mean to stumble back but you do. Not that it matters because he doesn't even pay attention to you, grabbing the nearest kid — Suiren — and holding him up for inspection. Then the eldest Haitani follows, relieving you of Suzuran with deft fingers. Neither addresses you at all, simply taking in their offspring with curious eyes.

You promptly burst into tears.

♡ ~ ♡ ~ ♡

"Suzu!" Rindou is cooing, grinning down at the babbling six month old as if he didn't miss the first three months of his life. And Suzuran is just as happy to babble and grin at his father, little arms waving with more precision than he'd had in the previous months.

They haven't forgiven you, but they didn't leave you stranded and alone, either. Sometimes you think that would have been preferable.

Ran is watching you take in the very domestic scene, Suiren tucked up against his shoulder. You can feel the way his gaze traces every line of your face. The sudden appearance of children was what finally got them in line. There hadn't been a single woman since the three of you returned home, and you were grateful for that, at least.

"Y/N." It feels weird to hear your name falling from the older brothers lips. You hate it so intensely it's almost blinding, but you turn to acknowledge him anyway.

"I'm sorry." It echoes in the suddenly quiet home as he approaches; his shoes clicking on marble floors before crouching in front of you. Instinctively, your knees part to give him space and hes passing the drooly baby in his arms to you.

"For all of it," A deep breath passes his bow lips and you're feeling emotional all the sudden. "I'm sorry that I hurt you, and I need you to know I never meant to— not enough for you to run, anyway. You and Rindou mean everything to me." His gaze flickers to the child in your arms.

"And the kids. You're my family, my little lamb; you don't have to forgive me, but I do love you. I never stopped." Suiren is hefted from your arms and over your shoulder just before you lean in to press your forehead against Rans. The two of you pull together like magnets, clinging desperately to each other.

"I love you, too." It's a choked confession as he traces patterns up and down your spine; you don't even realize Rindou has toted the children to another room.

♡ ~ ♡ ~ ♡

"Do you know whose they are?" Rindou is the one to ask and you scoff, shaking your head at him over the dinner table. Ran is feeding Suzuran and you're feeding his brother. It's a balancing act as you try to eat your cereal, but you're making it work.

"No, and I don't think it matters. Do you?" His eyes flicker away from yours and you realize that this is something that's been eating him up inside.

The bitter part of you is petty enough to think he deserves it.

"I'm curious." Ran admits and you give him a surprised look. Neither man had treated them as anything less than theirs and you can't help but worry something will change if it's revealed that they're one or the others.

"But it doesn't matter, bunny" Rindou murmurs, and you're so taken off guard at the use of the nickname that you drop your spoon with a loud clatter. It earns you a smirk that you haven't seen directed at you in ages, and that makes your cheeks heat.

Suiren promptly starts crying as he finishes his bottle and it forces your brain to flip mom mode back on.

"I love you," You can't look at him, instead making faces at your upset child. "And I'm sorry, too." His apology is just that simple but you know it's probably the best you'll ever get. Their actions have spoken louder than either of them anyway.

"I love you too, Rindou." When you smile at him, he's watching you with a tender gaze that sends your heart fluttering.

♡ ~ ♡ ~ ♡

"Is Mitsuya okay?" It takes nearly a year before you work up the nerve to ask, and they both laugh at you with a toddler on each hip.

"Perfectly healthy. Mikey made sure to punish us for our transgressions, don't worry, little lamb." Ran is smirking so smugly you want to slap him.

"He also cleaned up the mess we left with him and let the nosy little rat know you're safe." Rindou comments as the three of you walk through the grocery store.

Usually, you didn't have to do the domestic activities, but you'd been locked in the house with the kids for so long that you were stir crazy. Thus, grocery shopping. Even wandering through the aisles was better than one more fucking episode of Sharkdog.

"Mama, juice!" Suiren is gesturing vaguely to the rows of drinks and you pause long enough to try and help him decipher which one he wants before moving on.

"Sausage!" The eager shout is Suzuran the minute you turn to corner and a couple giggles somewhere further down as Rindou plucks the meat up and adds it to the cart. They're not new to words at a year and a half old, but they're not necessarily good at using them yet either.

"Say we need coffee!" Ran is whispering conspiratorially to Suiren behind you as you grab the frozen dinners you keep on hand for rough evenings and you mask a grin. It takes five different tries before the quieter of your son's finally speaks up.

"Mama, coffee!" You can't help but laugh, turning to plant a kiss on his chubby cheek that earns you a squeal.

"Mama! Mama!" Suzuran, naturally, cannot abide his brother getting a kiss when he doesn't so you make sure to give him one as well.

You nearly miss the heated look you get from Rindou when you lean back, but once you catch his gaze warmth begins spreading up the back of your neck. After much deliberation, it was discovered that the twins were his sons by blood — not that it had ever mattered to Ran, who simply said, "they're the perfect blend of my two favorite people in the world, why would I be upset?" when you asked — and that had been that.

The three of you hadn't so much as kissed in over a year, which was wild to think about since you knew they weren't sleeping with anyone else either.

"Aht, aht! It's my turn next, Rin!" You inhale sharply at Rans teasing tone, turning to swat him on the chest before returning to your shopping cart.

♡ ~ ♡ ~ ♡

"Is this all you want me for?" You're not sure why it is you're so emotional about it, but you are. Ran his carding his fingers through your hair, chuckling a bit to himself against the sensitive skin of your neck.

"I've loved you since we were snot nosed brats, my little lamb. No, having kids isn't all I want you for. I'd be perfectly content with just Suiren and Suzuran if that's what you wanted." You believe him, because when he leans back to gauge your reaction, his brow us furrowed with a bit of concern. It's different; seeing Ran uncertain with the way he was touching you was almost empowering.

"Then why did you wait so long?" You nearly choke on that question, swallowing thickly as he caressed your cheek.

"We hurt you—" Ran doesn't get choked up, but he definitely stumbles and has to clear his throat. "We hurt you with our promiscuity, and decided we should wait and see if you were even interested in sex with us before we tried anything."

It was sweet. Odd, and definitely not the answer you'd expected, but sweet.

He's looking at you like he's nervous you're going to lash out; still tracing the apple of your cheek with his thumb as he waits on you to process. When you don't end the long silence, he continues.

"It's always been you. I've never wanted someone like I want you and I'm so sorr—"

You kiss him, arms looping around his neck as he lets out a soft whimper of relief.

♡ ~ ♡ ~ ♡

Rindou is the one who is home when you decide to take the pregnancy test later; entertaining the twins as you sit on the counter in you're way-too-fancy bathroom. They're all laughing in the living room, feet thumping against the floor noisily while you wait. It's a comfort as your stomach twists with anxiety.

Ran would be happy, of course. He'd only been half-joking about going next, after all, and you doubted Rindou would be bothered. They may even be excited to be around for the pregnancy this time.

When 'Positive' appears on the little screen, all your rationalizing gets promptly tossed out.

And that's how Rindou discovers you on the bathroom floor with your forehead pressed to your knees, trying to breathe through the sudden upset happening in your body.

"Bunny, you don't— you don't have to keep it if—"

"That's not it!" You're blurting it out with a sob, rubbing your eyes with the heels of your palms.

"I'm— so— happy!" He gives you an incredulous look when that comes out on a series of sobs too, settling down beside you and rubbing your back while you tried to explain.

"Last time everything got fucked up!" Is what you finally choke out and he seems to grasp what you're getting at because he promptly pulls you into his arms. Soft kisses are pressed to your head, then your cheeks and nose, and finally brushed across your lips as you sniffle and whimper.

"Oh, bunny." Rindou sighs, resting his forehead to yours for a beat before making you meet his eye.

"This time we're going to all be together and it's going to be amazing." He couldn't fix what had already been done, but as you leaned up to kiss him, you realized you didn't need him to anymore.

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staruplatinum · 4 years ago

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Family Fun

Long overdue commission for @bubbleu ! Hope you enjoyed it love. !

Warnings: Fluff

Word count: 3,006 words

Halloween was approaching, your favourite time of the year! Between the trick or treating, chilly weather, fall activities and scary movies, there was one thing you and your family loved most - costume parties!

It started when you first met Tiziano and Squalo. Both men had great taste in fashion - You could see from that from the get go. Tiziano especially was adorned in all sorts of outfits from various companies. Gucci, Prada, Versace... He had it all. Squalo didn’t dress as fancy, but it was still enough to catch your eye. Years passed, and before you knew it the three of you now had two beautiful children - a boy and a girl - who also happened to take after their father’s extravagant fashion sense.

It was a chilly fall morning, the leaves had fallen down and Halloween was only a week away. Tiziano was planning to have a costume party later this evening. Various People from Passione would be in attendance, along with some of your children’s friends as well. Tiziano was famous for hosting parties - he always went all out no matter the occasion. At your children’s birthdays he’d hire a whole circus to perform, not to mention the streamers and decorations were extensive! At christmas He’d get the biggest tree, covered in tinsel and ornaments from head to toe, plus the amount of lights around the house was enough to make it look brighter than the sun. Halloween was no different - in fact, Tiziano enjoyed it most!

There was lots that could be said about the holiday and what he enjoyed most about it, but by far it was dressing up. Before meeting you - and even long before he had dated Squalo, Tiziano always had the best costumes in all of Passione. One year he went as a dead model and the way he applied the makeup and special effects + blood nearly blew everyone away.

Both you and Tiziano were working on putting up the orange and black streamers, which were technically the finishing touches, save for some snacks that still had yet to be put out. Once they were up and the balloons were attached, Tiziano got down to admire his work. You had both decided to go for a ‘vintage’ Halloween theme - if the orange and black was any indication. Tiziano placed his hands on his hips, sighing in relief. Besides the food situation - they were pretty much ready. “I think the decorations look good, wouldn’t you agree bella?” He asked, gesturing to his daughter and smiling. She was looking up at the ceiling in awe, clearly impressed by the work her parents had achieved. The streamers looked beautiful, along with the trick-or-treat bags and every other decoration in the house. You could see by the look on her face that this was pure excitement, and it made your heart swell with joy. “Yes daddy!” she chimed back, giving his long leg a tight hug. You got down from the chair as well, helping Squalo and your son tidy up the tape and plastic packaging that was left over. This was probably the only thing that you hated about parties - was the cleanup. Squalo took the garbage into his fist and brought it over to the kitchen, tossing it in the bin. Suddenly, he tensed up when he heard what the rest of his family was talking about… “Did you all figure out what you wanted to be?” You smiled, rubbing your children’s heads. “I want to be spider-man!” your son chimed, jumping excitedly. “I want to be a princess!” Your daughter added. Both started to scream with joy and excitement.

Shit.

They were really serious about this? Squalo should have known after being married to Tizano for all these years that costumes and parties were no joke to Tiziano. Squalo knew that they loved costumes and he should have been more prepared, but alas… he procrastinated once again. That, and he was far too busy and tired with work as of late. Now what were they going to do? He did not want to be a disappointment to Tizano or you, let alone his children.

Both Tiziano and you laughed at your child’s excitement, before looking over to squalo who had a clear look of surprise and discomfort on his face. Crossing your arms, you asked him.

“And you? What are you dressing up as?”

The smirk on your face was enough to show that you already knew the answer, but you played along, in any case. “Did you get the costumes we had asked you for?”

“Yeah - about that… I didn’t get a chance to um….. Get the costumes.” Squalo admitted.A look of defeat and disappointment crossed his face as he brushed his hair away. Fuck, looking down at his daughters big eyes was enough to make him tear up. He should have been more prepared, he knew that. You groaned in annoyance - once again - Squalo left it to the last minute, and here you guys were, the day of halloween - trying to figure out your costumes. “Well, what are we going to do now?” You asked, hugging your son as he looked up at you - then over to Squalo- , confused.

Tiziano fixed Squalo with a look of mild disappointment. He was let down, certainly, but you could tell that there was no anger or deep resentment in his gaze. You both expected this of course, Squalo was infamous for procrastinating. “...Sorry,” Squalo said, twirling a lock of his bright orange hair around one of his fingers. He felt disappointed with himself, but he knew that Tiziano wouldn’t be that upset with him. “I’m not mad, honey,” Tiziano said, sitting down on a chair draped with a large sheet of orange fabric. “...Just disappointed.” You could tell that phrase made Squalo hurt as he let out a shaky sigh. A moment passed, and as Squalo stood there looking sheepish, your two children crowded around his legs, looking up at him with a pleading look in his eyes. The insufferable silence was broken only by the creaks of the house. Then suddenly, a loud sound of wood scraping on tile as Tiziano pushed his chair aside and stood up. “No use moping around, sitting around and being gloomy isn’t going to accomplish anything.” Tiziano placed one of his perfectly-manicured hands on his daughter’s shoulder. “You’re going to get to pick out your own costume this year, isn’t that exciting?” “You too,” he says, placing a hand on his son’s head, ruffling up his hair in the process. “You can be Spiderman, Superman, Aquaman… Whoever you want.”

The children screamed with excitement - they were just happy that their party wasn’t ruined. There was still time to rush to the store, even if halloween was a week away. Surely they’d be able to find a costume at the store, even if it wasn’t something they truly wanted! “Can I be Aquaman?” Squalo says, retrieving the car keys from a basket on the kitchen counter. “Yes honey, you can be Aquaman,” Tiziano says, giving his husband a warm look and a knowing smile. You smile softly as you watch them converse, happy that Tizano was being so supportive and calm about the situation at hand. You knew how much he loved parties, and he hated having anything get out of hand or go wrong. He had a reputation to withhold, afterall. The children, now bubbling with excitement, follow along behind you as you all get ready to go out. You help your son tie his shoes - he’s always had trouble with that. Tiziano makes sure your daughter’s hair is neat and in order too. He puts it in two curly pig-tails before kissing her forehead. Once everything’s ready, the five of you pile into the family car together - Squalo driving, you sitting in the passenger seat, Tiziano sitting in the back with your two children. The ride wasn’t too long, but Tiziano always liked doing that, sitting in the back with your kids on trips like these. He always likes to act aloof and distant from your children, not getting as involved in their affairs as you or Squalo, but it’s in the little moments like this where you see that he loves them just as much as the two of you do. He wasn’t picking favourites of course, but having a daughter really made him happy, especially because she was into fashion and clothes as much as he was! It takes you a little longer than expected to get to the pop-up halloween store in your town - Squalo takes a wrong turn and gets lost.He wasn’t the greatest navigator, but he was a safer driver than Tizano and you were. Fortunately, both your kids don’t seem to mind it too much, they were just happy to play games in the back seat with their father as you guided Squalo back on the right path to the Halloween store.

Once the five of you arrived at the store, you were a little disappointed by the lack of costumes around. The shelves were nearly bare, except for a few of the cheaper, less-popular costumes. It made sense, considering the fact that halloween was next week - but still. You hoped for something more! “Let’s split up with the kids, it should be faster that way,” Squalo said, holding his son’s hand and walking past the registers and into the shelves of costumes.

The family was set on what they wanted and they split up, looking around the aisles for what they wanted. On your own now, you decided to browse around. There wasn’t much to choose from in your size, so you had to improvise. There were some full costumes left, but none of them really spoke to you - a cat, a witch, an angel… It all seemed so cliche. You decided to look in the section devoted to costume parts and smaller costumes on their own, maybe you could find something that better suited you there. Browsing around, you found a few simple costumes, discarded on a middle shelf next to a witch’s broom prop. A bumble-bee, perhaps? It was simple and cute, and the store sold a small kit with wings, antennas and leg warmers. They also had a ladybug set, but something about them both threw you off. Knowing Tiziano, these would be a little too basic for his liking. You set them back on the shelf, and continue to look around, hoping to find something more to his tastes and yours.

Browsing around some more, you found an eye-patch and a tastefully tattered blouse with a gold-colored plastic necklace. Then it hit you - you could be a pirate! Squalo mentioned how he wanted to be Aquaman, and while this didn’t entirely go with his costume - it was close enough to the theming of his costume. Not to mention you had a long black skirt at home that could be paired up with one of Tiziano’s belt around your waist, for extra detail. Once you were sure that’s what you wanted, you headed towards the back of the store where you could clearly see your husbands.

Tizano was a tall man with distinctive honey-blonde hair, recognizable even from a distance. Finding him was not a difficult task. He was with your daughter, who managed to find a Cinderella dress. Lucky her! It seemed that the other more popular princess costumes were already sold out, but she had managed to find just this one, tucked out of place behind an adult-sized Snow White costume. Tiziano smiled, making sure that she was absolutely certain she wanted this. Even if it wasn’t her first choice, he’d find a way to make it special. Your daughter seemed content with it though, and Tiziano now had to figure out what he wanted to dress up as. Seeing that his daughter was Cinderella, and you were dressed as a pirate, He wanted to match one of you at least.

He browsed around, finding a light blue cloak and a fairy wand on one of the shelves next to him. He could be the fairy godmother! He didn’t have everything he needed, but he could improvise with what he had at home. Tiziano was always good at that - improvising. Now that the three of you were settled on your costumes you hurried around the store since it was closing soon. You were almost sure that they had disappeared into the myriad dark shelves of the store when finally you heard small laughter from your son.

There were no more Aquaman costumes that were adult sized. Squalo could only find one in a child’s size, which he ended up giving to your son. He deserved it after all, since Squalo screwed up on the costumes in the first place. You looked around for Squalo, not seeing him near your son, until you got closer and looked where your son was pointing and laughing. Squalo had found his costume - a cartoonish, cheesy-looking shark costume. It was oversized, and baggy - but it would have to do. Besides, it went with the whole ‘aquatic’ theme that the three of you seemed to be going for anyways. Noticing a plastic tiara on one of the shelves, you scooped it up, deciding to add it to your costume. A crown to go with your pirate costume, making you into a sort of pirate princess - something to match with the themes both of your husbands seemed to be going with for their costumes. It looked cheap, but… Then again, what did you expect from halloween costumes? It didn’t go perfectly, but you felt the sentiment behind your choice in costume would mean a lot. “Oh, what are you planning on doing with that?” Squalo said, leaning over your shoulder. You jumped a little, not recognizing him in his ridiculous shark costume. “Oh, it’s a surprise,” you said, giving him a wide grin. You had to keep yourself from laughing at the sheer absurdity of his costume.

“So it’s settled then.” Tiziano smiled, placing a kiss on Squalo’s forehead. “Let’s pay for these and head home, yeah? We have a party starting soon.”

The children were excited, fidgeting with their costumes in their little hands, chattering to themselves about how cool or cute their costumes were, respectively. You and your two husbands walked past the near-empty isles, towards the registers at the front of the store.

Your daughter looked up at Tiziano, eyes wide. “Papa, can I wear it now?”. Tiziano patted her on the shoulder, giving her a patient smile. “Not now, sweetie. Once we get home. Eventually, you reached the front of the store, and walked to the register - no one else was around, which was to be expected, really. Squalo spent some time fumbling through his pockets, looking for his wallet before Tiziano eventually told him that he’d pay for the costumes this time, and for him to be more careful with his belongings next time. “By the way, you’re all a family, right?” said the clerk behind the register, finishing putting your costumes in bags. “We have a special promotion going on right now - free costume family photos with every purchase.” “Would you like one?” “I’d rather not, we have a party we need to get to-” Tiziano was quickly drowned out by you, Squalo, and your two kids. “Yes!” With a tired smile on his face, Tiziano helped carry your bags of costumes to the back of the store, to the changing rooms, where you all changed into your costumes… With the except of Squalo, who hadn’t taken his costume off. All of you assembled outside of the changing rooms when you were done, in your costumes. Squalo in his baggy shark costume, Tiziano in his improvised fairy godmother costume, your son in his aquaman costume, and your daughter in her Cinderella costume. And finally, you, in your “pirate princess costume”. You all shuffled over to the cheesy pumpkin-patch backdrop next to the changing rooms, and got into the most photogenic poses you could manage. You could tell that Tiziano wasn’t exactly thrilled with the low-budget production, but Squalo and the two kids seemed to be thrilled with the prospect of a free family photo for Squalo’s photo album. The store worker was already there waiting for you all, with a disposable camera and a roll of film. They waved you over to the backdrop, posing you so the dim store lighting caught you all and so that nobody would fade into the background. Finally, all of you were ready. “Everyone ready? On the count of three… One… Two… Three…” “Cheese!” you all said, striking a pose. Yes, everyone, even Tiziano.

There was a brief flash for the camera, and the photograph printed. After making sure the photo wasn’t blurry and no one blinked, the employee set the picture down on one of the nearby shelves, and held the camera up again, to take a second photo. “And a silly one, too!” And again, everyone posed too, even Tiziano, who seemed to have finally warmed up to the prospect of low-budget costume photos. At the end of the day, the fact that he was with his family is what mattered most. After checking over your pictures with the employee and tucking them safely into your purse, you all de-costumed and re-packed your costumes into the bags. Once everything was in order, you said your goodbyes to the store worker, who wished you all a happy Halloween. In the parking lot, Tiziano gently took the keys out of Squalo’s hands, and got into the driver’s seat himself, jingling the keys at his husband. “I’ll drive this time, honey. We’ve got a party we need to get to, and I don’t think we should be taking the scenic route this time.” You all laughed, together. You couldn’t be more grateful, having a wonderful family like this.You all piled into the car, and after making sure everyone was buckled in, began the drive home.

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