#guess who's been having some serious bff jacob and kaitlyn feelings lately

[queenofbaws]

Howdy Queenie! I come to you on this Tuesday for a prompt that came to my mind I do not want to forget based on a song lyric!!

(From: Shared Trauma by Pierce the Veil)

Cause we share trauma and nothings ever gonna erase it, so face it

There'd been something weird about it, getting home and realizing no one was there, so after pulling down the cash Mom and Dad had taped to the fridge before heading out to visit family (just enough for her to get herself a 'Welcome Home' pizza and maybe an order of breadsticks, if they were having some kind of special), Kaitlyn made her way across the street, let herself in through the garage door like she'd been doing for the past decade or so, and plunked herself down on the couch beside Jacob without a word.

The tv was off - strange in and of itself - his phone was nowhere to be found, and for what was probably the first time in all the years she'd known him, Jake was the quietest member of the Custos house. He barely looked up as she joined him, the ancient couch groaning under their combined weight, but instead stretched his arm out and wiggled his fingers until she slumped against his side and he pulled her in closer, going so far as to tuck his chin against the top of her head once she'd nestled against him.

"I keep trying to think about silver linings," he said in response to a question she most certainly had not asked, "and all I can come up with is that if we figure out how to spin the story right, maybe we can make ourselves out to be, y'know, big, bad heroes or whatever...I bet we could pull in a ton of chicks with the whole traumatized badass thing."

Her eyes were already shut, her exhaustion even louder than her stomach rumbling with the promise of pizza money in her pocket, but she was still awake enough to snort a flat, "What makes you think I want to pull in chicks, Romeo?" She waited just long enough to give him time to roll his eyes, then blindly groped around for one of the blankets his mom kept draped over the back of the couch, laughing, "Sounds like a good plan to me - just promise right here and now you won't get all pouty when my pity-points girlfriend turns out to be hotter than yours, okay?"

six sentence sat(or)sunday!!!