#im a nervous wreck every time i post welcome to my reality

[melonsharks]

more parent trap au but its 198X and u are just getting to know the love of ur life

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 211. brb x oc

a/n: sorry for the late post guys lol. im okay. personal stuff.(comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none uwu

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“Is this the same bench?”

“Hm?”

Beatrice smiles, looking down at the bench they were sitting in, the same park, and she was sure it was the same spot they were at when they had their first kiss, "This is the same bench we kissed for the first time,Roos.” she says while holding her ice cream cup with one hand and Nicole with the other.

In reality, their little girl was seated peacefully between them, being fed tiny spoonfuls of frozen fruit - thank God for Mr.Scoops varied menu because they didn’t want to leave Nikki out in any way - every now and again. Rooster was leaning his elbow on the back of the bench, licking his lips as he reminisced, looking ahead with his eyes locked on the environment. “...it is.” he chuckles, “It’s really nice to look at.”

“It is…” she whispers, “I was so nervous that night,Roos.”

Rooster glanced at Beatrice, his eyes softening as he remembered "You were nervous?" he replied, a hint of amusement in his voice. "I was a wreck. I mean, I had been wanting to kiss you for so long, but I didn't want to mess it up or make things weird."

“You didn’t look nervous.” she replies, “In fact, you were amazing the whole night.” 

He pursed his lips in hopes to bite back his smile, then scratched the side of his jaw with his thumb, “...I just really liked you.” he confessed softly, dropping his eyes to his own chocolate ice cream, moving the pieces of cookie dough and sprinkles around his cup, “And you know I haven’t been in a relationship,a serious one, for a long time. I wanted you to be okay and have fun.”

Her smile widened, then she flicked her gaze towards Nicole, “Did you ever think we’d be here,right now, with a baby of our own?”

He brings the colorful plastic spoon to his mouth, licks the contents clean, then smacks his lips, “Yeah.” he chuckles, “I may have…been thinking about it. I told you about how I didn’t want to freak you out telling you about my many ideas and dreams,gorgeous.”

Beatrice laughs softly, then sighs through her nose, arching her brows as she closes her eyes, “It seems…like it was yesterday almost,I honestly don’t really feel like four years went by and that we are nearing our fifth.” she rubs the side of her cup with her thumb as she leans back on her seat, “...kinda crazy.”

“A little.”

“Would you do anything different?”

That caught him off guard a bit, so he leaned back on his side while Beatrice gave Nicole more of the frozen puree so she could have something to snack on while they talked. “...I probably would’ve worked on my game better.” he chuckles, “I did…spend too long looking at you and not moving forward while you worked.”

“I didn’t help it either,Roos.”

“Well,not really but you had your reasons.” he tilts his head at her, “But thinking again…I don’t think I’d change anything, honestly. I like how we worked together, I like how we got together…I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that.” he explains while eating another spoonful, “Besides, you are worth it.”

Beatrice’s cheeks turn red, god he still made her feel like the very first time he talked to her. She was just mush in his hands, ‘...you are so sweet.”

Rooster's gaze was tender as he looked at Beatrice, his affection for her evident in his eyes. "You make it easy to be sweet, beautiful. You've brought so much happiness and love into my life. I wouldn't trade any of it for the world."

She huffs out an embarrassed laugh, then playfully swats his arm, “Stop.” she murmurs, only to look down at Nicole when their little girl was pushing herself off the bench, “Nikki, where are you going?” she didn’t reply, just tried to leap out of the bench but was prevented - thankfully- by Rooster picking her up and putting her on the ground.

“What’s the hurry?” he questions his toddler, who immediately points to the fountain not too far from them, “Oh, you never saw something like that, did you Nikki?”

“Aaa!”

“Hm…” he turns to Bea, picking Nicole up and holding her against his ribs, “I’m going to check it out with her quickly, will you be okay?”

Beatrice nods, “Yeah,it’s not that far,Roos.I’ll be fine.” she says, leaning up to meet his lips in a sweet kiss and following as they walked away from her but remained in her line of sight. Beatrice sighed quietly, closing her eyes, letting the breeze touch her skin as her husband’s deep voice got distant followed by Nicole’s soft replies.

She was at peace.

It was hard, the twins were still at the hospital, but she was at peace. Beatrice placed the ice cream aside to rub her arms up and down, smiling at the scene not too far from her. Her heart…felt heavy sometimes, she still had a bit of guilt inside of her as she thought about the twins in the hospital. It had been a challenging time, and she missed them terribly. But she also knew they were in good hands, receiving the care they needed.

While alone, she couldn’t help but look around the park,it wasn’t that empty but it wasn’t filled with people either, most of them were families from the movie theater…and…she squinted her eyes, leaning forward a bit, ‘...Marcus?”

Indeed, the fashion stylist was there, beautifully dressed in shades of purple and blue, looking like he clearly didn’t belong to that area, but he was approaching her. His smile widened as he opened his arms wide, “Daaarling!” he calls, speeding his steps, the heels of his boots clicking on the ground, “My sweet, sweet muse! What a lovely surprise!’

"Marcus! Hi!," she said, her voice carrying genuine warmth. "You,um…are here?" she didn’t mean to sound so shocked, but Marcus didn’t seem the type to suddenly wander into parks after sundown like this.

He air-kissed Beatrice on both cheeks, his cologne filling the air around them. "Oh, my dear, I couldn't resist the urge for a little fashion escape," he replied with a playful twinkle in his eyes. "And it seems I stumbled upon you, looking as radiant as ever. Tell me, how have you been?"

She chuckled at his effervescent energy. "I've been well, Marcus, thank you. Just enjoying a quiet afternoon with Rooster and Nicole, you know."

He clapped his hands together, his excitement bubbling over. "Ah, how delightful! And speaking of delightful, where are they?” the brunette pointed over his shoulder and he smiled, “Oh look at them, being cute, oh I adore it.” he then turns back to her, “I am so happy to see you here.”

“Oh?”

“Darling,” he splays his hands open, rings clicking together, “The last time we worked together was a-ma-zing. I always get compliments when we work alongside each other but my oh my, the last collection? It was incredible.”

Beatrice couldn’t help the warm burst of pride inside of her, holding her hands together in front of her navel as she smiles sweetly at Marcus, “Well,I love working with you so…” she shrugs, “I can say I feel the same.”

“Oh, you,” he flaps his hand, “You are so cute, but I am glad to see you again, you know why?” she shakes her head, “Well…"Because I have a little something I've been cooking up, and I thought you might be just the right person to bring it to life," Marcus continued with a sly grin, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Beatrice blinked, not really surprised, “You know, your favoritism is showing, heavily,Marcus.”

“Good, you deserve it.” he says,waving his hand, ‘It’s still a project, but I was so inspired by your husband and the others who work with him that I thought: why don’t I do something based on the Navy?” Neither of them saw it, but the mention immediately made Rooster’s head snap towards them, but he remained with Nicole near the fountain, “Something that could…mix the best of both worlds.”

“...really?”

‘Yes!”

“...oh.” she didn’t know why that…suddenly made her feel warm all over, “It’s…I love that,I do, really. I…I just…” knowing Marcus he was going to make something for her that undoubtedly would make Rooster lose his mind, “Ahem,I mean…are you…what do you have so far?”

Marcus leaned in slightly, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone. "Well, darling, I'm still in the early stages, but I've been sketching out some ideas, playing with color palettes, and brainstorming how to capture the essence of everything.” he claps his hands, “It’s going to be fantastic,I might even ask Evelyn to join if she so wants, she hasn’t modeled for me in so long.”

"That sounds amazing, Marcus. I'm sure Evelyn will appreciate uh…if you talked to her about it, since she’s expecting a baby too.."

Marcus's eyes sparkled with excitement. "I'm so glad you think so, darling. And I know,I know, oh! Maybe that funny blonde friend of yours too!

“...Shells?”

“Yes!Oh I love her,” he moves his hands, “Chaotic energy.”

Makes total sense.

Beatrice couldn't help but smile, "Well,I can talk to her if you want.” she looked over Marcus’ shoulder just in time to see Rooster making his way back to the two of them, Nicole holding his neck, “And let her know? Would that be alright?”

Marcus beamed at the idea. "Oh, that would be fantastic, darling! I'm sure she'll bring her own unique charm to the collection. It's going to be a great collaboration, and having both of you on board will make it even more special." 

As Rooster approached, holding Nicole, Beatrice glanced at him with a smile before turning back to Marcus. "I'll talk to Shells and see if she's interested. And I'm sure Evelyn will love the idea too."

Rooster reached them, a curious look on his face. "Hey, what's all this excitement about?"

Beatrice turned to him, her smile radiant. "Marcus here is working on a fashion project inspired by the Navy, and he wants me and maybe Shells to be a part of it. Isn't that amazing?"

Rooster looked intrigued. "That does sound interesting. What outfits have you planned?" of course he’d ask that.

Marcus smiles, his rings clicking together as he plays with Nicole’s hand. "Oh, my dear Bradley, the outfits are still in the magical realm of my imagination at the moment," he replied with a theatrical flourish. "But rest assured, they will be something truly special, something…outstanding.."

Beatrice added, "Marcus is brainstorming and sketching right now, so the specifics are still in the works. But with his talent, I'm sure the designs will be stunning."

Rooster nodded, clearly intrigued. "Well, I'm excited to see what you come up with, Marcus. After all,” he flicks his gaze towards Bea, “You never disappointed us.” and his eyes drop down her body. Beatrice’s eyes widened and snapped those green irises to where Marcus was, but her husband just gave her an innocent look, “But you won’t do that soon, right? ‘Cause of the kids and all.”

Marcus blinked, “Kids?’ he looked over at Beatrice, “The twins are born already?”

Her eyes dropped guiltily but she managed to look up at Marcus, “They are preemies.” she whispers, leaning into Rooster when his hand touches her lower back, “They were born, um, a week ago.”

Marcus's eyes widened with surprise and concern. "Oh…darling, I had no idea. I'm so sorry to hear that. But I'm relieved to see you here, looking so wonderful."

Rooster gently rubbed Beatrice's back, his protective instincts kicking in. "Yeah, the twins are in the hospital, but it’s going well,right gorgeous?” she slowly looks up at her husband, then nods with a strained smile. Rooster could see how that conversation made her uncomfortable and while that wasn’t Marcus’ plan, he didn’t like seeing her like that.

Marcus's expression softened, and he reached out to touch Beatrice's hand in a comforting gesture. "My thoughts are with you both, and with the little ones. They're strong, they’ll be okay.” he gasps, “Oh my goodness,I must make their little outfits! Just like I did for Nicole.” the little girl in question looked at him when she heard her name, “Oh my,oh my! Darling, the work I must do!” 

"Thank you, Marcus… but you don’t have to do-"

“Ah,ah,ah!” he holds up his index finger, “No,no,I adore the two of you and your little family. Of course I will make something for your twins! You will be sure of it, darling! Does little Nikki need more? She sure has grown so much already.”

Beatrice smiled gratefully at Marcus's kindness. "Nikki's growing like a weed, that's for sure. And…well,we still have some of the stuff you gave us way back."

“...I’ll make some more.”

“Marcus-”

“Darling.Please,” he smiles sweetly, ‘You two deserve it, now.” he claps his hands,”I must take my leave, it was wonderful to see you three here, enjoying this lovely evening. But now,” he plops on his glasses and twirls his wrist, “I must go to my humble abode and enjoy the creativity within my veins.” he smirks at them,”But I will call you, darling. We must talk more.”

Marcus air-kissed Beatrice once more and then Rooster. "Ta-ta, darlings! Until we meet again!" He turned, his fashionable attire catching the evening sun, and headed off, the sound of his stylish boots fading away in the distance.

As they watched Marcus depart, Beatrice sighed contentedly, then arched her brows, ���...he’s like a fashion godmother.” she whispers, “He just…shows up.”

“He does that when he’s needed.”Rooster adds, then looks down at her face, “...you okay?”

“Mhm.’

“You sure?”

She rubs the back of her neck, then reaches to grab Nicole from him so she could hug the baby close, her eyebrows crinkling, “...can we…go home now?” she didn’t want to ruin the night, but her anxiety was rising, “...if that’s okay?”

Rooster nodded understandingly, gently stroking Beatrice's back as he held Nicole. "Of course, gorgeous. We can head home. You don't have to worry about a thing." He could sense her unease, and he was always attuned to her feelings. “You want anything else?”

Beatrice sighed with relief, feeling comforted by Rooster's support. "Thanks, Roos. I just... I think I need some quiet time now?”

“Maybe some Golden Girls?” her little smile made his heart burst with joy. He pulls her closer to his side and kisses the top of her head, “I got you,gorgeous. Don’t you worry.” he whispers, “On the bright side,” he can’t believe he’s saying that, “You’ll visit the base in a few days, hm?”

Was he worried?

Yes.

Was he going to stop it?

No, because she was happy with that idea.

Beatrice nodded, "Golden Girls sounds perfect," she agreed with a small smile, finding solace in the thought of some familiar and lighthearted entertainment. His words about her upcoming visit to the base made her smile a bit brighter. "Yeah, I'm really looking forward to it. And I think a change of scenery will do me good.”

‘Mhm,I think so too.” he says as he guides her to the car.

While she adjusts Nicole on her arms, she gives him a confused look, ‘...are you worried?”

“Me?” he snorts, “No.” but she can read him like an open book, so he sighs, “A little. I don’t want to be too overwhelming for you.” he says, “...I have an idea,why don’t we,” he gestures to the three of them, “Visit Evelyn tomorrow?”

“Oh?”

“She’s been around bases a lot more than you and she probably has some tips on what to do.” he smiles, “I’m sure she can help us both with that.”