#thank u for letting me know tho im gonna ask them to cred me

[slutdge]

hey idk if you know but weedian reposted your acid bath tape in the big bird player on instagram and sammy duet put it on his story lmao

As happy as I am that Sammy saw it, I wish ppl would credit me if they're gonna repost my pics and videos that I take :/

[junova]

never been in love — single dad!steve (headcannon)

pairing: single dad!steve x teacher!reader

abstract: the one where steve likes you a lot and his daughter does too. 

warnings: it gets a lil smutty towards the end (18+) not really tho, this is so much longer than i intended jfc, bucky being kind of a dick, hint of daddy kink, cheating? 

[a/n]: this was totally inspired by @marvelouspeterparker​ post. i read it and it pulled me out of my writers block so thank u ! also this is so unnecessarily long but i have no excuse other than im a hoe for steve rogers?? 

*** gif isnt mine — i forgot creds srry :/

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oh god this one is going to hUrt me

but can you just imagine when steve really gets to see you, not just in passing as he picks up his daughter

he nearly shits himself because how in the hell had he not noticed you before?

one any given day, he’s right on time to pick up shai

he’s always punctual

— until today

not only was he late, but he was an hour late and in his mess of mind he was fully convinced they’d never let him bring her to the school again

to make matters even worse his phone had died and his cable was nowhere to be found in his dying, old pick up truck

not to mention his sweet little angel, more than likely frightened out of her mind

— but he was so wrong

practically in a full sprint, he quickly made his way to shai’s classroom when he found her perfectly peaceful while she talked with her teacher

even though, she was facing him and could see him she paid him no mind. it didn’t faze her that her father was so late because you had stayed to keep her company

“well, it looks like he finally decided to show up.” shai spoke to you, loud enough so her father in the doorway could her. the edge in her tone pushing sassy all the way through

of course as soon as shai found her way in steve’s arms he profusely apologized and graciously thanked you for staying with her saying he would repay you for it

— and it definitely had nothing to do with how attracted steve was to you. nope. not at all

you dismissed his gesture, it was a delight to be with shai and you told him such but you had a feeling he wouldn’t let it go

— and he didn’t

the very next day, when he dropped shai off and handed you a dozen pastries he had made fresh this morning

the way you gushed over it, cheekbones high and happy over his kindness made steve’s heart swell

they were still warm and you just couldn’t believe he made these with his bare hands

it was easily the kindest gift anyone ever gave you and you told him that too before you could stop yourself

then he just started bringing you a pastry or two every other day, even if you’d refused them the next day he would bring double the amount he brought the day before

you stopped refusing him bc you already felt guilt since he wouldn’t let you pay for a single one

after two weeks, steve asked you out. you weren’t shocked he had, he had been buttering you up but no matter how charming you thought he was you couldn’t.

he was a parent of one of your students and you just couldn’t allow yourself to go there

it wasn’t necessarily against the rules, but it was frowned upon

accepting your rejection with grace and humility he grabbed shai before bidding you goodbye that day

you thought that was the end of it, until you saw him the following friday night at the bar you frequented at

— alone

you wanted to talk to him, the tequila in your system giving you an irresistible urge to but you were on a date with on of your friends’ coworkers

james buchanan barnes

he definitely was a smooth taker, those dazzling blue eyes sparkling like they knew something you didn’t

you really wanted to be interested, he was a loose shape of a man you’d dream about. maybe you could even pretend he was the one you really wanted

not when steve was sitting at the bar, alone.

but you left that thought behind and you convinced yourself you really were smitten with bucky

two weeks later, bucky and you had been on a few dates and he seemed to like you but you knew you had to end things.

whatever little fling you had going on

your heart got more of kick when steve used to bring you pastries in the morning before class than when bucky kissed you after your first date.

then he asked if you would come to his house, he was having a small get together and would love if you’d be there

— reluctantly, you went

bucky’s friends were nice, each one of them making you feel welcomed into their tight circle.

it turned into a better night than you thought and bucky seemed to be super touchy, guiding you onto his lap as you sat around the fire in his patio

natasha, bucky’s long friend since high school, had you all in fits on the stories from the past

everyone was too busy reeling to recognize his presence but you had the to be blind not to

there steve stood gaping at you’d like you were a ghost, certainly surprised to see you perched on bucky’s lap

yep you wanted to just crawl under a whole a stay there forever

“Glad to see you showed up, punk.” Bucky gesturing for him to make his way over to you, even when you pulled at the sleeve of his henley to stop him.

— of course your efforts to tame bucky in did nothing

he grabbed a cold one before making his way to the two of you

and dear god was it as awkward as ever

“Honey, this is my best friend, Steve.” Honey? He had never called you anything besides your name. By the way he pulled you even closer to him made you think there was something else entirely going on.

you certainly didn’t miss the way steve’s jaw clenched or as he held his right hand picking at the piece of bark rather aggressively

“Um, we actually know each other. Shai is in my class, actually.” Feeling rather suffocated by the weight of Bucky’s arms now that the man you felt too much for was here. “Really? I had no idea.”

steve’s eyes nearly bugged out of his head, infuriated. it wasn’t just that bucky knew you were shai’s teacher but he knew just how much steve liked you.

he didn’t shut up about you since he you with his daughter — something inside him changing in an instance

it wasn’t just that he thought you were the most wonderful woman he’d me — shai also raved over you

shai’s mother leaving a gaping whole in her heart she didn’t quite understand at the age of five was filled by you

you were kind to her, your patience never wearing thin as you gave her the attention she deserved

it may be your job but you enjoyed every moment with her and steve noticed

“Oh? She’s the one you would wake up an hour early for to make the pastries?” Bucky blurted out.

he woke up an early just to make those for you?

the way steve looked at the ground, grinding his fingertip against the label of his beer made you want to cry. his neck flaring pink at the embarrassment only made you wish you were in his arm instead

— even more than you already did

“You really should have seen the smile on his face when he came back from the school gushing over how much you liked what he had made.”

Bucky tightened his arm around your waist before saying. “Or when you reject him, I still can’t decide which is better.”

“That’s enough, James.” You tone harsh, before you ripped yourself away.

you couldn’t even look at steve, you don’t think your heart could handle it so you practically sprinted to your car

you needed to get the fuck out of here

until you reached for you keys, but they weren’t in your pocket

“Looking for these?” His hands looping through your keys giving it a twirl. “Star Wars fan?” Steve gesturing to you baby yoda key chain. “Maybe just a tad.”

“Thank you, Steve.” He tried to ignore the jump you ignited in his heart whenever you said his name.

handing your keys, he turned away from you, heading back into the house until you yanked him forward

the force so strong he though he was going to body slam into you before he pushing his weight against the car.....and you

“I’m sorry about, Bucky. I never would have gone out with him if I knew you two were friends.” You admitted while Steve just stood there looking embarrassed.

god did you always have to ruin everything

“I-I just, um, have these feelings for you. These very complicated feelings that make me want to throw every morally sound thought I have to the wind.”

“Which thought did you want to get rid of right now?” Stepping outside of his comfort zone, Steve grabbed your hands and just on instinct alone you cradled his face like it was the most natural act in the world. Like you had done it a thousand times.

“I mean, for one I’m telling myself I shouldn’t be this close to you.” Steve taking you by surprise as he tilted his head to the side, kissing the palm of your hand.

did he really just-

“What else, sweet girl?”

oh, you really were a goner

“I don’t know.” You spoke softly. Admitting to not only him but yourself — you couldn’t think when he was this close to you.

“Oh, but I think you do.” Steve diving right in as he latched his plump lips to your neck. Making whispers of his name drip off your tongue.

before you register what was happening steve had you pressed up against the car, rough hands gripping your thighs as your legs clinged to his slim waist

not to mention the ratio from his broad shoulders to his hips had your pussy drowning more

making you forget why you’d ever rejected him in the first place and he had hardly even touched you yet

then his lips met yours and you knew he had ruined you for anyone else. no one would ever compare to him and not anyone from your past did.

“Holy shit.” You whispered, completely in awe of what Steve was capable of doing to you in a matter of seconds. The proud smirk he wore in great contrast to what he felt back by the fire when he saw your body entangled with Bucky.

“If I ever see you sitting on my best friend’s lap again, I will go fucking crazy. Do you understand?” Steve eyes burning with envy.

“Yes, Daddy.”

brb gonna cry that i don’t have my very own steve rogers rip 

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 tags: @tonystankschild​ @parkastoria​ @kayteewritessteve​ 

[machine-gun-casie]

Almond Poppy Seed Muffins

you’re hired to help with the menu at colson’s new cafe and the lines of employer and employee quickly blur.

wc: 6k (!!!)

-

“Sit up, man.” Slim knocked Colson upside the head. “Menu person’s coming.”

Colson groaned and lifted his head off of the one table in the unopened cafe. “Tell me again why we booked this meeting for eight in the fucking morning.”

“Because it’s professional.” Slim whispered as the creak of the door echoed in the empty area. “Now sit the fuck up.”

You walked over with your shoulders back and your head held high, looking as professional as possible. Colson’s eyes were comically wide as he watched you approach the table. Your confidence was coming off in waves and Colson couldn’t help but be attracted to it.

Slim stood up. “Hi, you must be y/n.” He smiled at you and reached out to shake your hand. You smiled back and Colson immediately forgot he was hungover. 

“Yeah, I am. You’re the one who talked to me on the phone?” 

“That was me. I’m the manager. You can call me Slim.” Slim pulled back his hand and patted Colson on the shoulder. “This is Kel-”

“I’m Colson.” Colson shot up and shoved his hand in your direction. ”I’m the owner.”

“Thank you guys for calling me in.” You smiled at him this time and Colson almost fell back into his chair. 

“Thank you for coming. Let’s get started, shall we?” Slim said, sitting back down and both you and Colson followed. “We were hoping this could be a collaborative effort, because we want the menu to be unique to us and have some personal touches.” Colson looked at Slim with furrowed eyebrows, he’s never met this version of Slim before.

“Yes, of course. I’ve only got some basic items on my list, I wanted to sit down with you before we get into the trial phase. If there’s anything specific you wanted on the menu, or anything specific you don’t want, we can get that out of the way now.” You pulled out a tablet as you spoke, entering the password and opening your notes.

“There’s only a few items that we really want on the menu, but the rest is up to you.” Slim nodded as you took note of his words on your tablet. “What do you have so far?”

“I’ve got some basic avocado toast, bagels, and breakfast paninis.” You explained, showing them some pictures you had saved. “I’ve been to the surrounding cafes and seen the staples, but I wanted this place to have some unique staples of its own. So I added mini bacon tacos and almond poppy seed muffins.”

Colson’s eyes lit up. “Oh my god, I love almond poppy seed muffins! I was just going to tell you to add them to the menu.”

“No way, I love them too!” You beamed at him. “They’re so underrated. Everywhere I look for them, all I find is lemon poppy seed.”

Colson didn’t know how to respond, he just couldn’t believe he made you smile. Before the silence got awkward, Slim cleared his throat. “Bacon tacos? Are those tacos with bacon?”

“No, they’re bacon taco shells. Made them mini because full sized could get expensive in the long run.” You said, showing him a picture. “I’ve seen them online, but never in cafes and never here. Could definitely bring in some customers, everyone loves bacon.”

“Yeah, for sure. I don’t think I’ve seen those around here before. There’s also some things we need to have on the menu.” Slim said, looking over at Colson.

“Yeah, we need blueberry pancakes and cheese eggs.”

“And do you have any ideas for their names on the menu.” You asked, typing away.

“The pancakes are gonna be Casie’s Weekend Special, C-A-S-I-E. With whipped cream and berries on top.” You nodded and he continued. “And Champ’s Cheesy Eggs for the eggs. Oh, and we also got these special coffee beans coming in next month for a specific cold brew. I want it to be called Cold Brew but with the C-O-L in capital letters.”

“That’s just for it’s name on the menu, right? Because I don’t do coffee stuff.” You asked for clarification.

“Yeah, yeah for sure. I’m making that myself, no need to worry about it.” Colson said.

“Okay, good. Is that it?” You asked as you typed.

“We might add some more later, but you don’t need to worry about that right now.”

“Alright, I’ll start the trial phase this week. I’ll test out the recipes and all that. When I’ve polished everything off, we can do some taste testing.”

“How long do you think you’ll take to finish?” Slim asked.

“You should get a call in about a week or two.” 

Slim smiled and nodded. “Perfect, we’re set to open in a few months.”

“I’ll have enough time to train the staff before then.”

“Great, it’s been a pleasure doing business with you.”

“The pleasure’s all mine.” You pulled out two business cards and put them on the table, one in front of Slim and one in front of Colson. “This is my business card, in case you need to contact me.”

Colson could have sworn your gaze lingered on him for a second longer than it did on Slim. 

This was not a business card he was going to throw away. No way.

-

The buzzing of your phone pulled you away from your laptop. You were up all night researching and hearing the notification finally pulled you out of the rabbit hole.

It took a while to find your phone in all the blankets on your bed. But when you finally did, the notification that was on your lock screen was not something you were expecting.

Colson requested to follow you on Instagram. 

Woah. Unexpected. 

You opened your phone and accepted his request and followed him back.

- verified?

C- what can i say im a rockstar

- hahaha

- seriously tho, why?

C- u really dont know?

- nope. enlighten me

C- im a rapper

- no way! i work for a rapper now?

C- i guess you do haha

So your night that started off with researching recipes quickly turned into a night researching Machine Gun Kelly.

Song after song and interview after interview, you wondered how you spent your life not knowing of Machine Gun Kelly’s extensive career. You couldn’t say that you had never heard the name before, but this was way more than you expected.

-

Your Instagram seemed to pick up on your search history, so your explore page was only memes about your boss from the moment you googled his name.

You weren’t sure you could look him in the face the next time you saw him, something about two nines on his waist. 

(creds: @ticketstomydownfall​)

- how come you never told me your full name?

C- sorry it just never came up, i never meant to keep it from you

C- i hope you understand

- it’ll take me a while, but im hurt you didn't tell me

And so it began, every time you took a break from menu research you would send memes back and forth. You would send Colson cooking memes he wouldn’t get and he would send you musician memes you wouldn’t get. A healthy balance, you joked. 

But your favorites had to be the Machine Gun Kelly memes. 

-

A new cafe opened a few streets down from Colson’s unopened one, so he decided to check out the competition. He stood in line and read the menu. He perked up when he saw the place had poppy seed muffins in their display. It kind of worried him because he wanted them to be his cafe’s thing, but he wouldn’t mind having one right now.

“Hi! What can I get you, sir?”

“Can I get a cold brew and one of those muffins please?” Colson pointed at the basket of muffins.

“The poppy seed?” Colson nodded and the barista reached over and picked one up.

“Are those almond or lemon?”

“These are almond poppy seed muffins, they’re here for a limited time only. Don’t think we’ll have them back anytime soon.”

The barista put the muffin in a paper bag and instructed Colson to wait by the pick up area. As he waited, he pulled out his phone and sent you a picture of the muffin.

C- new place got almond! poppy seed muffins

C- for a limited time only tho, we in the clear

Ever since you started texting, you had told him not to expect any fast responses. Your sleep schedule was all over the place because you ‘work best at night’ is what you told him. The menu was coming up fast and you told Colson to expect some taste testing soon.

So when he got a response from you within seconds, he was confused. He wasn’t complaining, that’s for sure. It just wasn’t like you.

- look in the corner

He looked up and saw you in the corner looking right at him with your phone in your hands. You laughed when you made eye contact and beckoned him over. He pointed towards the barista and you nodded. 

As soon as his cold brew was in his hands, he dashed over to you. 

“Well, well, well.” Colson smirked, sitting down across from you. “I see you fixed your sleep schedule.”

“Kinda. Just for today.” You smiled. He didn’t know if you always smiled or if you always smiled around him. Colson liked to think it was the latter. “You checkin’ out the competition?”

“Yeah, so are you. What do you think of the muffins?” Colson asked.

“Mine are better.” You shrugged.

“Gotta try ‘em first before I agree.”

“In time.”

-

It had been two weeks since you saw Colson at the cafe. You ended up staying there for a few hours, time seemed to fly by with him. You gushed about the flourishing menu to him and he smiled and nodded. You knew his appreciation towards the topic wasn’t at your level, but he encouraged you to keep going. ‘I like hearing you talk’ were his exact words.

You were a blushing mess by the end of the night. Some insinuations were made and you could definitely tell that he was as into you as you were into him. And you were willing to tease the possibility.

- im not considered an assistant, am i?

C- you could be if you wanted

- i think assisting with the cafe could be considered an assisting position

C- id be inclined to agree

-

Colson needed to get away. He needed out right the fuck now.

He couldn’t bear staring at his bedroom ceiling any longer. The demons in his head were louder than ever and he needed an escape. 

Closing the door gently, he made sure not to make any loud noises so as to not wake anyone in the house. He got into his car and drove off. He had no clue where he was going, he just knew he was going.

He found himself parked in front of his cafe after a few minutes, not knowing how he got there or how he decided this was the place to escape to. He did have the keys on him. He could just head in, put together a couple of those tables that came in the other day and do something with his hands. Anything to get his mind to shut up for a little while.

The click of the keys turning in the lock sent a shiver up his spine. He made sure to lock the door behind him just in case. The thought of someone already being there never even crossed his mind.

Until he heard something from the back. The kitchen.

The kitchen was fully finished a week ago, decked with all kinds of high tech equipment. Worth a shit ton of money. Did Colson really just stumble into a robbery? Of his own fucking cafe?

He stomped over to the kitchen, fully prepared to beat someone up. 

So when he saw you dancing around in a flour covered tank top and shorts with music blasting in your headphones, he had to take a step back.

You screeched when you saw him at the door. “Holy fuck!” Colson laughed as you bent over and put a hand to your chest, taking your headphones out. “My heart just fucking dropped into my ass!”

“I thought you were a robber. I was ready to throw hands.” Colson said nonchalantly as he strode over to you.

“I thought you were going to murder me! What are you doing here? I could have sworn I locked the door.”

“You did.” Colson nodded.

“Shit, right.” You chuckled. “Owner, sorry I forgot.” You pointed at him.

“What are you doing here?”

“I asked first.” You shot back at him.

“Right, right.” He nodded and looked down. “Needed to get away. Found myself here.”

He hated the way your eyes softened at his words, he didn’t need pity or help or someone to fucking ask him if he ‘wants to talk it out’. But you didn’t say any of those things, and he really should have known. You were different.

“I told you. I work best at night. Slim gave me the key last week so I can utilize this amazing kitchen.” You motioned to the high tech equipment around you. “Muffins are almost done, actually.”

“Poppy seed?”

“Mhm, about six minutes left. But I got some pancakes right here, if you wanna try some?” You asked, picking up a plate stacked high with blueberry pancakes.

Colson nodded and took the plate out of your hands. You handed him a fork and he cut himself a bite. 

He brought it to his lips and paused, catching your hitched breath. “Don’t play with me! Just eat it!” You laughed, moving the fork into his mouth as he laughed at his stupid joke. His face was thoughtful as he chewed for a few moments. “Well?”

“It’s good.” He hummed. “Really good. But not better than Casie’s.”

“Doubt I can make it better than Casie’s when it’s her name on the menu.” You smiled. “She your girl?” 

The question slipped out before you could catch it. It was swirling around in your jealous head every time you saw the name in your notes. You weren’t exactly flirting with Colson these past few weeks, but if he had a girlfriend you would feel kind of guilty because you definitely caught feelings. 

Okay, you were definitely flirting. The whole assistant meme? For sure. And you were at least attracted to him. And with the way he has been looking at you, you knew he felt the same way.

“My daughter. It’s just me and her.” Colson smiled, knowing why you were asking and definitely not minding clearing that up for you. “She makes blueberry pancakes on the weekends for me. Best pancakes on the planet. Scratch that, in the fucking universe.”

“Aw shit, I can’t compete with that.” You chuckled. “Gotta try the best pancakes in the fucking universe some time.”

“For sure, I’ll bring her over when you finish up to try your stuff. Maybe you can take some pointers from her.”

“No offence to your daughter’s pancakes, but I think I’m good.” You chuckled. “This is my job and I’m damn good at it.”

“Alright, alright. No need to get feisty on me.” Colson laughed, putting his hands up in surrender. “My daughter’s pancakes will always be number one for me. You know how it is. She doesn’t know I’m putting her name on the menu, though.”

“Bet she’s gonna be so happy, I know I would be. I’ve always wanted my name on a menu.” 

Colson nodded and looked down at the counter that you were leaning against. Your phone, which was placed on the same counter, lit up with a notification that revealed your lock screen.

The notification wasn’t what caught Colson’s attention, the music that was playing did. “Are you- are you playing my music?”

“What?” You asked, your hand quickly darting to cover your phone. Colson laughed and pulled your hand away.

“No no no, I saw that.” He chuckled, grabbing the phone. “Loco? Not what I expected you to like, to be honest.”

You shrugged and pushed yourself away from the counter. “It’s got a good beat to whisk to.” You moved away from him and towards the oven and slipped on some mitts.

“The muffins are done? I didn’t hear a timer.”

“It’s all up here, pretty boy.” You smirked at him, tapping your finger against your temple. “If I leave them in any longer they’ll burn.” You explained, dropping the piping hot muffin tray onto the counter.

Colson’s hand slowly reached over to the tray, but you slapped it away before he could touch one. “Ay, they need to cool down! Still didn’t even finish them, man.” You huffed as you took off the oven mitts. You looked at him and saw him staring at you. “What?”

He just smiled his little cute ass smile and shook his head. “Nothing.”

“Don’t ‘nothing’ me. What is it? Do I have something on my face?” Your hand came up to wipe at your cheeks.

Colson held your wrist and pulled it away from your face. “No, you don’t have anything on your face. You just…”

“Just what?” You don’t know when you started whispering, but it felt like you had to. The moment, so fragile and intimate, you didn’t want to scare it away.

“You look really fucking cute right now.” Colson breathed out, his eyes not once leaving yours.

“You don’t just say that to a girl, Colson.”

“Who said I was just saying it?”

The moment lost its preciousness when Colson put his hand on the hot muffin tin. “Ah fuck!” He brought his hand up to his chest, cradling it.

“You’re so stupid, you know that?” You chuckled as you led him to the sink. “Come here, let me run some cold water on it.”

“Fuck me, I just ruined the moment, didn’t I?” He asked as he let you tend to his hand.

“A little, but you didn’t completely lose me.” You mused, teasing him. “I gotta put the glaze on the muffins, then you can have one.”

“There’s glaze!” He asked excitedly. “I fucking love the ones with the glaze on top.”

“I know.” You hummed, taking the bowl with the sugary glaze and spreading a little on each muffin. After you finished all of them, you went back to the first one you covered and popped it out of the tin. You held it up and brought it to Colson’s mouth. “Try it.”

He bit into and moaned almost sinfully at the flavor. That fucker knew what he was doing. 

“These are so fucking good.” Colson groaned.

“Damn right they are. You know how hard I worked on that recipe?” You exclaimed, proud the muffins came out as good as Colson made them seem to be.

“Really fuckin’ hard, I take it.” Colson replied. “Come here, you gotta taste it.”

Before you could take a bite out of the muffin, Colson put his finger under your chin and led your lips to his.

You pulled away a few seconds later, breaking the kiss. “You’re right, that tastes really fucking good.”

“You keep talking like that and I don’t think we’re gonna make it outta this place.” Colson smirked.

“The staff room’s got a couch.” 

-

(Elvgren Brunette Pin-Up Girl “Let's Eat Out”)

C- you last night

- excuse me?

C- what?

C- ur the sexy muffin girl

- how dare you?

- i would never burn my muffins

C- dude

C- im tryna flirt with you here

- well try harder

- 

Colson didn’t expect to walk into the cafe the next week with Slim and his daughter to see you wearing his shirt from that night. Casie was just excited to eat the food, so she didn’t notice. 

But Slim noticed. Colson coming home without a shirt wasn’t crazy. But you wearing said missing shirt? Yeah, he saw this coming. He smirked at Colson who tried to brush it off but his blushing cheeks betrayed him. Holy fuck, you had him blushing. What the fuck was he going to do with you?

You told them to sit tight while you brought out the plates. When you disappeared into the back, Colson mumbled something about going and helping you out.

“Nice shirt.” He smirked.

“Thanks, I got it from this guy.” You teased.

“This guy?” Colson raised his eyebrows at you as he picked up two plates.

“Yeah, tall lanky blonde dude. I don’t know if you know him, but he’s a rapper.” You smiled, expertly carrying four plates in your arms. “He’s verified on Instagram.”

Casie and Slim both watched with amused smirks on their faces as you and Colson walked out of the kitchen giggling. 

With you none the wiser, Colson mouthed ‘Shut up!’ at them. Slim snickered and Casie raised her hands up in surrender. You placed two small plates on each placemat, not aware of the conversation going on around you.

“First, we’ve got the mini bacon tacos.” You said, pointing at each plate. “The bacon shells are filled with a spinach and scrambled egg mixture with a few slices of fresh avocado.”

“Oh my god, dad! The tacos are made of bacon!” Casie exclaimed when she looked down at the plate. 

“Stop drooling and eat your food before I do.” Slim mumbled through a mouthful of bacon taco.

“Ay!” Casie shot Slim a look and used her hand as a shield against her taco. “Don’t you touch my food.”

“Then eat it!”

“I will, get off my back!”

“Hey!” Colson shouted, getting their attention. “No fighting in front of our guest!”

Slim and Casie looked up at you and smiled sheepishly. “Sorry.” They apologized in unison and you fought hard to not let out a snort.

“It’s alright.” You giggled. “Do you like the tacos?”

Casie stuffed half the taco into her mouth and nodded. “Iss real goo’.”

Colson chuckled and wiped some avocado off his daughter’s face. “I think that’s the equivalent of three michelin stars.”

As everyone cleaned off their plates of all eggs and bacon, you remembered something you wanted to mention.

“Now, next are the blueberry pancakes. But before you guys dig in, Casie, I need to ask you something.” Casie perked up at your words. “Your dad told me that your pancakes are the best in the universe. And because this is his cafe, I would like it if he liked my pancakes too. So if you have any advice for me, I’m all ears.”

Casie looked between you and the pancakes for a moment. 

“I’m gonna guess that you don’t use the boxed stuff, right?” You nodded. “Alright, I’ve got one trick that I use. But you gotta promise not to tell anyone.”

You stuck out your pinky and nodded. “Pinky promise.”

“Pinky promise.” Casie looped her pinky with yours and smiled. “Y’all gotta shut your ears.” She said to Colson and Slim.

“But-”

“No buts!” She stopped Slim. “Shut your ears!” Casie watched her dad and uncle as they slowly covered their ears with their hands, confused and trying but failing to hold in their laughter.

“Alright, my trick is hazelnut milk. I use it instead of normal milk. Makes it kind of taste like Nutella, and Dad loves Nutella. And I add a teeny tiny bit of cardamom powder. The tiniest pinch. Made the recipe all by myself, so I better get credit.”

You smiled and made eye contact with her. “Trust me, you’re gonna get your credit.”

-

C- my jaw still hasn't recovered

- shouldn’t that be my line?

C- remind me to never show anyone our texts ever in life

- noted

C- are you free tomorrow?

- yeah why?

C- meet me at the cafe at noon

C- theres something i wanna show u and casie

-

You smiled when you saw Colson and Casie approaching the cafe. You had gone to the store so as to not arrive too early, but you still beat them by a few minutes.

“Hey.” Colson smiled. “You brought stuff?”

“Yeah, just a few secret ingredients.” You nodded, holding the canvas bag behind your back. “If I show you, I have to kill you.”

“Can I see?” Casie asked.

“Of course.” You scoffed and winked at her.

“Hey! How come she can see but I can’t?” Colson asked incredulously. 

You shrugged and giggled. “Why are we here, Colson?” You asked, changing the subject. 

“Something came in today.”

“The coffee beans?” You asked, hoping you’d get a taste of his COLd brew. Yes, you told him it was stupid. No, he wouldn’t budge.

“Nope, the chalkboard.” He waggled his eyebrows at you.

Your eyes lit up. “For the menu?”

“Yup.”

“Dad, can I help? Please, I wanna do the border.” Casie pleaded.

“Of course, special girl.” Colson nodded at her. “You gotta help bring it out, though.” 

“Let’s get the chalkboard!” Casie jumped up and tried to open the door.

Colson told her to hold on, the door wasn’t unlocked. He pulled out his keys and turned the lock, opening the door wide enough for Casie to run inside.

“It’s in the back.” Colson called after her.

She ran past you both to the staff room.

“She’s cute.” You chuckled once she was out of earshot.

Colson walked into the cafe with you and closed the door behind him. “Yeah, she got it from me.”

Before you had time to reply, a resounding crash came from the back.

“Casie!” You both dashed to the back to see if she got hurt.

“I’m fine!” She said once you both walked into the room. Casie was fine, but the long cardboard box she was pulling was no longer upwards but flat on the floor. “I think I broke it, though.” She winced.

Colson sighed and dragged his hand down his face. “Case…“

You smiled at Casie to calm her down. “It’s alright, as long as you’re not hurt.” You approached her and pulled her into a side hug and observed the fallen box. “Let’s see the damage out in the front, come on.”

The box was pulled out by all of you to the front where you opened it and pulled out the chalkboard. The chalkboard that was once one piece was now distinctly two pieces.

Casie sighed dejectedly. “I broke it bad.”

“No, no. This is definitely not bad.” You reassured her and looked over at Colson to back you up.

“Yeah, princess. This is not bad.” He said, not really knowing why it was great but only playing along with you as to not make his baby girl feel bad. “Why is this not bad?”

You laughed and kneeled down to fully pull out the two broken pieces out of the box. “We can make it look intentional. See, the crack is going diagonally down the middle. You can do the border around each piece. It would look really cool.”

“That would actually look really dope.” Colson said as he finally understood what you were getting at. “None of the other places have anything like this.”

“See? Told you.” You nodded. “What would you do without me, huh?”

“I have no clue.” Colson mumbled as he knelt down to sit next to you. You weren’t sure if you were supposed to hear it, but you sure did. “Alright, y’all can do the border. Leave the rest to me.”

“You sure?” You asked, raising your eyebrows at Colson. “It’s gonna take you a while.”

“Yeah, I’m sure. You have everything written down somewhere?”

You nodded and pulled out your phone from your pocket. You opened up your notes app and handed it to him. “This is my latest draft for the final menu. Do with it what you wish.”

And so you got to work. Every time you tried to peek at what Colson was writing, he’d push you away and say it was a surprise. So you stuck to what he assigned you. The border took you and Casie no time, even after adding some doodles here and there and signing the bottom right corner.

“Dad?” Casie perked up.

“Yeah?” Colson asked, still focused on his penmanship.

“You good to finish it up?”

“Yeah, why?”

“y/n and I need to go to the kitchen.”

“You do?”

“We do?”

“Yes.” Casie nodded at you. “We do.” 

“Oh!” You smiled, remembering the bag you had brought with you. “We do!”

“Mhm.” Casie smiled sweetly at her dad and hopped up and headed towards the kitchen. “Come on, y/n! No time to waste.”

You giggled at her antics and shrugged at Colson. “No time to waste, I guess.” You grabbed your bag full of ingredients and followed the little sassy child to the kitchen.

You placed the bag on the counter and smiled at her. “So, how many do you wanna make?”

“Not many.” She shrugged as she helped you take out the ingredients. “Just a few to try out the recipe.”

“Good idea.” You nodded. “I changed my original recipe a little bit, added your suggestions and a few more things. That cardamom powder is a great addition, by the way.”

“Thanks!” Casie beamed. “So you’re a chef, huh?”

“Not exactly.” You mused as you pulled out the bowls and measuring equipment. “If we had to get technical, I guess my job is a menu curator. I help people make menus for their cafes or restaurants.”

“But dad said you make really good food.” Casie pointed out as she measured some dry ingredients into a large bowl. “Did you learn it by yourself or did you go to school for it?”

“A little bit of both.” You paused to help her not spill the flour and continued. “I’ve been to a few culinary schools, but only the ones that you attend for a few months. But I’ve always loved cooking.”

“So this must be your dream job, huh?”

“Yeah, I guess it is. You wanna crack the eggs?” You asked and handed her the eggs when she nodded. “What’s your dream job?”

“I’m not really sure, I’m only eleven.” She shrugged and threw out the egg shells. “But I really like the music industry. So probably something in that. Maybe a producer or something. I’ve helped out Uncle Slim on some of my dad’s stuff and it was fun.”

“No way! That’s really cool. I know nothing about the music industry, if I’m being honest.” You confessed.

“Did you know about Dad’s music?” She asked. You paused for a moment, knowing this was coming. Casie wasn’t stupid, she knew something was going on between you and her dad. She wanted to make sure you were right for him. And she was definitely not going to beat around the bush to find out.

“Not when I first met him. But he followed me on Instagram and I asked why he was verified and he told me.” You said.

“Oh.” Casie said, pausing to think of what to say next. “Okay.”

You looked at her and furrowed your eyebrows. “Okay?”

“Yeah. Okay.” She nodded as she poured out the hazelnut milk into a measuring cup. “I like you, y/n. And I know my dad likes you, too. If he didn’t think you were a good person, then I wouldn’t even be here.”

Pushing the bowl closer to her so the milk wouldn’t go on the counter, you stayed silent so she could continue. “And I know you were wearing his shirt the other day, which means my dad really likes you. But you gotta know that being with my dad comes with stuff not everyone likes. I know you like me, which is obvious because I’m amazing.”

“Yes, of course.” You nodded semi-seriously, giggling with her.

“But there’s also his music and the whole public thing, which gets weird sometimes.” Casie’s eyebrows rose as she spoke, indicating that she’s seen enough to know what she was talking about. “They say things and they lie and they might drag your name through the mud. But some people forget that the things they say only last for a news cycle.”

“You are wise beyond your years, Ms. Casie Baker.” You pointed at her. “I think meeting you has been the best part of working for your dad.”

-

A week later, Colson called you back to meet at the cafe. After making the pancakes with Casie, Colson refused to show you the menu. He insisted it still needed more work and that neither of you could see it until it was properly set up behind the front counter.

Both you and Casie moaned and groaned, telling him a little peak wouldn’t hurt. But he held his ground.

Walking up to the cafe, you saw that Colson and Casie beat you this time around. Colson was sitting down as Casie jumped around him, begging him to remove the white sheet hiding the chalkboard on the wall.

“Hey guys.” You said as you opened the door.

“y/n!” Casie called, running up to you. “Thank god you’re finally here! He made me wait this whole time.”

You looked up at Colson who was shaking his head. “We’ve been here for eight minutes.” He chuckled.

“That’s a whole four hundred and eighty seconds!” 

“Ay, that was some nice quick math!” Colson cheered and held his hand up for a high five. 

Casie slapped his hand and walked over to the menu. “Alright, she’s here. Can we please see the menu now?” She pleaded.

Colson sighed and nodded. He positioned you and Casie to stand in front of the board and placed your hands on your eyes. 

“On three, open your eyes.” Colson instructed as he held onto the white fabric. “One, two…”

You and Casie waited for him to continue only to hear him snickering. “Dad!”

“Alright, alright.” You heard the fabric fall to the floor. “Three!”

You gasped when you finally laid eyes on the long awaited finished menu. Colson somehow made all you and Casie’s little doodles crisper and more vivid. The border around both the pieces had some additional patterns here and there, obviously courtesy of Colson. Your eyes scanned the names of the menu items quickly, most of them already known to you from your notes.

“Casie’s Weekend Special?” Casie asked after a moment of silence, looking up at her dad. “No way! Are those the pancakes?”

“Yeah, you like it?” Colson smiled.

She giggled and jumped up to hug Colson. “I love it!”

“I told you you’d get your credit.” You smirked at her.

She climbed off her dad and gasped. “You knew?”

You nodded and she attacked you with a hug too. You laughed as you almost toppled over from the sudden embrace.

You continued reading the menu when Casie climbed off of you. You chuckled at the ‘Bomb A$$ Bacon Tacos’ and at the ‘COLd Brew’. You smiled when you read ‘y/n’s ALMOND poppy seed muffins’.

Wait what.

“Colson…”

“You said you’ve always wanted your name on a menu. Besides, it’s your recipe.” Colson stumbled back as you attacked him in a hug this time.

You sighed against the skin of his neck and whispered a soft ‘thank you’. You pulled back and stood there for a bit, just looking at his piercing blue eyes. How can someone’s eyes be so blue?

“Oh my god! Just kiss her already!” Casie exclaimed.

“Woah! Where did that come from, little lady?” Colson turned to look at Casie without letting you go.

“You guys are making major goo goo eyes at each other. Just kiss! I’ll cover my eyes, don’t worry.” She said, placing her hand over her eyes.

“I mean, she’s kinda-”

You cut him off by placing your lips against his. Casie giggled as she peeked between her fingers. Colson furrowed his eyebrows and groaned his disapproval into the kiss, waving his free arm at his daughter. 

You giggled against Colson’s lips and pulled his waving arm back. You pulled away and reached out one arm around Casie and dragged her into the embrace. “Your dad is a real romantic, Casie.”

“Thanks, I taught him well.”

“Yeah, you really did.”

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Ruby Sun 

Friday

(5:13 p.m.) Hey Ruby what are we supposed to bring??? Blake said u said nothing but like (5:13 p.m.) We can’t bring NOTHING, y’know? (5:26 p.m.) Ruby. Pls (5:27 p.m.) we have to leave right now!!! Help me out here!! (5:30 p.m.) we’re leaving I’m bringing a literal dildo

(5:31 p.m.) nO (5:32 p.m.) pls dont sun im begging u

(10:58 p.m.) ur lucky I’m a good friend

(10:58 p.m.) i seriously would have died (10:58 p.m.) thank u for not ruining my innocent soul

(11:03 p.m.) I wouldn’t have done it you know. I don’t even have a dildo. Where do ppl get them?? Do they just magically appear under ur bed?

(11:04 p.m.) :)

Sunday

(8:47 a.m.) hey r u busy??

(8:48 a.m.) I mean it’s summer holidays and it’s before 9 in the morning on a sunday, but nah I’m free

(8:52 a.m.) gr8. meet me @ my place in 10

(8:53 a.m.) ????? where are ur manners young lady

(8:58 a.m.) pls? :)

(8:59 a.m) I’ll be there in 15 (1:43 p.m.) u make it back ok?

(1:45 p.m.) ye (1:46 p.m.) just got back now y?

(1:52 p.m.) just making sure you’re ok (1:56 p.m.) sorry we ended up being out so late… my bad

(1:57 p.m.) don’t worry about it, like I said, it was my fault too. I just needed to talk to someone, thanks for listening.

(1:57 p.m.) hey I’m just glad you came to me first (1:58 p.m.) also I think this is the first time u actually used proper grammar wow

(1:59 p.m.) i can use proper grammar whenevr i want 2 ty vry much (1:59 p.m.) and actually I messaged Blake first :^)

(2:01 p.m.) ur evil

(2:02 p.m.) u kno u love it (2:02 p.m.) + what did u expect ur sis is HOT

(2:03 p.m.) somebody, please kill me.

(8:53 p.m.) hey sun what r u doing tomorrow?

(8:55 p.m.) ruby i love u but I CAN’T go for another 5 hour walk tomorrow (8:55 p.m.) I will literally die (8:56 p.m.) I can already feel my legs turning to lead. please. have mercy.

(8:58 p.m.) nono, Yang wants to know if u and blake wanna come over tomorrow and do a movie marathon (8:58 p.m.) we’re inviting weiss too, if that helps blake :p (8:59 p.m.) but trust me i think my legs r about to fall off 2. so much regret…(8:59 p.m.) i think it’s a sign i should start working out again.

(9:00 p.m.) you used to work out?? When? (9:00 p.m.) as a kid??

(9:01 p.m.) o yea, u weren’t here yet back then… (9:02 p.m.) ok u have to promise not to laugh here.

(9:04 p.m.) why would I laugh at you?? have u seen my abs??? being strong is cool

(9:05 p.m.) yeah when it’s for cool reasons. (9:06 p.m.) I…. used to fence…..

(9:07 p.m.) …...as in put fences up?

(9:07 p.m.) sGVajhKhBkdu I’m leaving

(9:08 p.m.) no! no I’m just kidding ruby don’t go! I’m sorry it’s just a little funny (9:10 p.m.) you’re just not the type of person I imagine fencing I guess…? (9:23 p.m.) ruby pls…. (9:48 p.m.) Blake said she can come if that helps…… (9:52 p.m.) which means I can come too? (9:57 p.m.) why do u do this.

Tuesday

(1:30 a.m.) hey u still awake??

(1:32 a.m.) yeah, got Blake on me tho. Trapped. (1:33 a.m.) she’s heavier than u would think

(1:34 a.m.) ye, yang and weiss r actually cuddling rn it’s kinda cute

(1:35 a.m.) better not tell Blake in the morning

(1:35 a.m.) i’m not stupid enough to, i dont wanna die so young

(1:36 a.m.) so what are you still doing up??

(1:36 a.m.) i could ask u the same thing

(1:36 a.m.) dodge the question much? Don’t make me come over there and tickle it out of u. u know i will

(1:37 a.m.) it really isn’t anything serious actually. I just couldn’t sleep I guess?? I’ve been having more and more trouble lately. And it’s even harder with everyone else sleeping in the same room. (1:37 a.m.) like I love Yang but her snoring…. I’m surprised weiss hasn’t woken up or kicked her or something already

(1:38 a.m.) oh i’m sorry. and we were all being pretty loud too when you decided to try and get some sleep earlier… did you even get any?

(1:39 a.m.) nah, but don’t worry :) I don’t normally sleep that much anyway.

(1:40 a.m.) jeez i’m sorry ruby. I’ll remember for next time. Do you want me to let you try and get some sleep?

(1:40 a.m.) no don’t worry about it sun, honestly. I’ll get a couple hours at least. It’ll just take me a while to actually get to sleep

(1:41 a.m.) do u want me to wake up Blake and we can leave?? That might help. We could just wake everyone up and all go home… (1:41 a.m.) I know you still live with Yang, but I can’t help that. You just gotta live with it.

(1:42 a.m.) don’t worry, I’m not that worried about Yang :p (1:42 a.m.) really though, don’t worry. It’s not something that can be helped (1:43 a.m.) I think even if I was in a dark and silent room, I’d still have trouble sleeping you know? (1:44 a.m.) It’s not really something I’ve talked about with anyone else but… I’ve been having nightmares ever since Yang lost her arm. (1:45 a.m.) before you say anything, I know it was an accident, but it still scares me, you know? I’m not a stranger to death, but seeing my sister come that close…

(1:45 a.m.) Hey, Ruby don’t worry about explaining yourself to me. You know I’ll support you no matter what right? (1:46 a.m.) Look. I know we’re not really the best of friends, but I care about you. A lot. Probably more than you think. I think you’re strong and cool, and looking back I probably should have known you would have done fencing or SOMETHING, with your love of weapons. (1:47 a.m.) I just want you to know I care about you. So if you ever need to talk, like yesterday.. I’m here for you. That includes talking about your nightmares, and everything that happened with Yang.

(1:49 a.m.) thanks sun. I’m sorry for bothering you again. I promise, there’s nothing majorly wrong with me, it’s just some nightmares. Really. I’ll come to you if I ever think it’s starting to become more. And I won’t even pretend to message Blake first :p

(1:50 a.m.) No problem, Rubes. I’m glad you trust me enough to share this sorta stuff with.

(1:50 a.m.) :) (1:54 a.m.) Hey (1:54 a.m.) do u wanna know why I quit fencing? It’s actually a funny story.

(1:55 a.m.) shoot.

(1:56 a.m.) well actually, the funny story is why I STARTED fencing, but it’s all the same story anyway. (1:57 a.m.) so actually the reason I started is because I wanted to swing a sword around (what a shocker :p) and I thought fencing would be cool. I thought I’d get to stab some people and learn how to swing a sword (1:58 a.m.) what I didn’t know was that you don’t get a sword. And you don’t even really get to swing your sword around a lot. You just sorta… poke ppl. (1:59 a.m.) anyway, I was actually pretty good for a while… I got into the national championship. Everyone was super proud of me. Yang and dad came to every game. My uncle Qrow even made it to the finals. (2:00 a.m.) Then I lost. (2:00 a.m.) The funny thing was, I didn’t even really care. Everyone else seemed to be way more disappointed than I was. I was just… glad it was over and I didn’t have to go to another, harder match. (2:01 a.m.) so I quit. I’d kept going because I was making everyone proud, I kept going because I was good. But once I had nothing left to do it for, I just… Couldn’t bring myself to even try. (2:02 a.m.) anyway dad was… let’s just say really upset. It was super dramatic. But Yang… She understood why, I think. (2:03 a.m.) she just gave me a slap on the back and said ‘Competition too easy for you eh? I know what that’s like.’ (2:04 a.m.) I always appreciated that she just understood me and let it go, you know? And now sometimes I go to martial arts practise with her and just watch. She’s pretty good at hand-to-hand. (2:05 a.m.) sometimes I think about just following her footsteps. But I think I need to find something that I’m good at all on my own.

(2:07 a.m.) You just keep on surprising me Ruby. (2:07 a.m.) No but really, that’s actually mature of you. I think it’s pretty cool you want to find something for yourself.

(2:08 a.m.) I’ve always been the type to try and walk my own path, I guess.

(2:09 a.m.) That doesn’t surprise me at all.

(2:11 a.m.) hey im gonna go to bed now, but thanks for listening sun. i feel a lot better :)

(2:12 a.m.) no problem

Wednesday

(1:25 p.m.) hELP (1:26 p.m.) yang is chasing me. i think shes going 2 kill me (1:26 p.m.) she MAY be covered in grape soda…. from a can… that i may have shook up… a lot (1:28 p.m.) sun pls help???

(1:31 p.m.) I think I’m good, rubes. shes ur sister

(1:32 p.m.) D: (1:35 p.m.) you’re lucky im a fast runner. otherwise i think i would be ded (1:37 p.m.) im not even joking. yang MIGHT have been wearing her new white shirt….. and it may or may not be stained right now… hehe (1:38 p.m.) u should have seen the look on her face when she realised it was me. hilarious

(1:38 p.m.) what r we going to do with u…. honestly (1:39 p.m.) u NEVER stick around to watch the crime. they can’t blame u if they can’t see u ;)

(1:42 p.m.) I think you might be a bad influence on me….

(1:43 p.m.) D: (1:44 p.m.) excuse u which one of us is the junior detective huh? That’s right. me 

(1:45 p.m.) i think ur forgetting which one of us stowed away on a ship to get here

(1:46 p.m.) u got me there, princess 

(1:46 p.m.) ;) (2:03 p.m.) hey what are u doing right now anyway???

(2:05 p.m.) on the clock actually. a junior detective’s work is never done!

(2:06 p.m.) ha-ha (2:06 p.m.) no but really.

(2:08 p.m.) no really, I am actually on the clock right now, why?

(2:09 p.m.) oh (2:11 p.m.) no reason I was just curious. Blake said u weren’t at home (2:12 p.m.) i though maybe u had gone and got urself a girlfriend or something ; 

(2:15 p.m.) Nah. I know I flirt a lot with other girls.. but I don’t really want to date anyone right now

(2:23 p.m.) oh ok. (2:25 p.m.) i was just joking u know. i know ur not really that kinda guy (2:26 p.m.) You’re too nice

(2:29 p.m.) u calling me a nice guy??? (2:33 p.m.) you’re gonna ruin my bad boy cred :^(

(2:35 p.m.) haha don’t worry. i’ll keep ur secret :^)

(2:40 p.m.) knew i could trust u red

(2:43 p.m.) ugh. regretting it already

(2:45 p.m.) what? don’t like it?

(2:46 p.m.) doesn’t it sound creepy 2 u????

(2:49 p.m.) should i just stick to princess? ;)

(2:52 p.m.) pls…. although it is better than red……

(2:55 p.m.) I’m taking that as a yes, princess!

(2:59 p.m.) why r we even friends…..

(3:01 p.m.) u know u love it

 Friday

 (11:48 p.m.) hey, you wanna go for a midnight walk

(11:52 p.m.) but… it’s cold

(11:53 p.m.) It’s summer! (11:54 p.m.) :(

(11:55 p.m.)  how about u come over here? u can join me in my blanket nest ^^

(11:56 p.m.) that is so… (11:56 p.m.) adorable. (11:57 p.m.) alright I’m in. be over in 10?

(11:59 p.m.) :D

Saturday

 (4:32 a.m.) hey u make it back ok? i feel bad u had to walk back in the dark alone…

(4:33 a.m.) don’t worry, I’m a big strong man <3 (4:34 a.m.) which means if I got stabbed, I could yell SO loud. (4:34 a.m.) im sure you��d come save me

(4:35 a.m.) ….but it’s so cold outside….

(4:35 a.m.) RUBY! (4:36 a.m.) D’:

(4:39 a.m.) im sorry… you’ll be remembered sun

(4:42 a.m.) i wouldn’t need to be remembered if u would come outside and save me!!!

(4:43 a.m.) sun was such a great guy, everybody loved him and his loud, girly screams….

(4:45 a.m.) i guess I’ll just save myself then :^( (4:47 a.m.) i’ll be my own knight in shining armour

(4:50 a.m.) good for u!!! u don’t need no man

(4:52 a.m.) i might if i was getting STABBED, ruby

(4:53 a.m.) nah, girl power sun!

(4:54 a.m.) I think that only counts if you’re actually a girl.

(4:56 a.m.) girl power is good for everybody!

(4:57 a.m.) except when ur getting STABBED. did i mention???

(4:59 a.m.) you big baby (4:59 a.m.) fine… I guess I would force myself to leave the sweet, warm embrace of my blanket nest for u…. If u were getting stabbed.

(5:01 a.m.) :) (3:06 p.m.) hey, do u wanna go to the movies with me tonight? (3:09 p.m.) just you and me

(3:09 p.m.) oh sorry, i already asked yang, is that ok?? It can just be the three of us if u want?

(3:12 p.m.) yea thats fine. (3:13 p.m.) but I get to pick the movie this time!

(3:15 p.m.) noo you always pick those buddy cop movies!! They’re all the saaame! People shoot each other and the cops always win

(3:18 p.m.) hey, Try Hard 3: Try harderest is a classic and you can’t deny it! You know you loved watching it (3:23 p.m.) besides, last time u picked we watched a stupid movie about a dying dog

(3:25 p.m.) hey, how was I supposed to know the dog was going to die??? it traumatized me just as much (3:27 p.m.) and if it was so stupid, then why were u crying 10 minutes in????

(3:32 p.m.) hey little bobby finding out Bud had cancer was an emotional, tender moment where ANYONE would have cried. (3:32 p.m.) Anyone who didn’t is a monster.

(3:34 p.m.) hmm… (3:36 p.m.) anyway, Yang said she wants to go see Injustice 5 (3:37 p.m.) it’s still an action movie, so you should be happy right?

(3:40 p.m.) well… (3:41 p.m.) it’s no Try Hard 3, but it’s better than whatever you might suggest.

(3:42 p.m.) hey! (3:43 p.m.) I can pick out good movies, just you watch. Next time we go let me pick. I’ll prove u wrong

(3:45 p.m.) deal. (3:45 p.m.) but next time no inviting Yang. just the two of us.

(3:47 p.m.) you’re weird (3:49 p.m.) but deal. I’m gonna pick a movie so great u will bow before me! (3:52 p.m.) and then you’ll have to pay for the next movie

(3:53 p.m.) yeah yeah, but I’m only paying for you! (3:54 p.m.) and if i win u have to buy me dinner :p

(3:56 p.m.) as if I would ever lose!

(3:59 p.m.) yeah well i think no matter what happens, i’m not losing either ;)

(3:59 p.m.) again. ur weird

(4:01 p.m.) ;* <3

Thursday

 (2:31 a.m.) I’m boreed.

(2:32 a.m.) and I’m sleepy (2:32 a.m.) what’s up??

(2:33 a.m.) idk. just cant sleep i guess

(2:34 a.m.) is there something i can do?

(2:35 a.m.) not sure. talk to me

(2:36 a.m.) about what?

(2:37 a.m.) i dont know, puppies? unicorns and rainbows??? whatevers on your mind

(2:38 a.m.) ok puppies ARE always on my mind, but unicorns and rainbows sun? Really??

(2:38 a.m.) hey im not the innocent one of the group ok (2:39 a.m.) what do u think about then?

(2:41 a.m.) idk… regular stuff??? my friends, my family… people i care about. also puppies

(2:42 a.m.) yea i got that part. (2:42 a.m.) and i guess i just thought maybe (2:43 a.m.) idk (2:43 a.m.) that you thought about crushes or something (2:44 a.m.) that’s what most ppl think about

(2:46 a.m.) yeah i guess. sometimes i do. idk i don’t really have any crushes right now (2:47 a.m.) unless you count my undying love for cookies. (2:47 a.m.) and Blake’s thighs ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

(2:48 a.m.) ur so weird ruby (2:49 a.m.) you’re supposed to be the innocent one

(2:50 a.m.) oh you know im only kidding. (2:51 a.m.) blakes too in love with weiss anyway

(2:51 a.m.) if she wasn’t, would you like her??

(2:52 a.m.) what do you mean?

(2:53 a.m.) i was just asking. since we were already on the topic of crushes anyway

(2:54 a.m.) I guess (2:55 a.m.) nah but really. i liked blake once but… it was just a stupid crush (2:56 a.m.) and anyway that was before u got here.

(2:57 a.m.) what does that mean??

(2:58 a.m.) what? Nothing??? I just meant it was a while ago

(2:59 a.m.) oh ok

(3:01 a.m.) you’ve been weirdly interested in crushes lately

(3:02 a.m.) not really. i’ve been asking everyone. guess im just curious

(3:04 a.m.) u want to talk about something?

(3:08 a.m.) not really (3:09 a.m.) anyways thanks 4 curing my boredom (3:09 a.m.) I’m gonna go to bed now

(3:10 a.m.) hey don’t leave!! now i cant sleep :(

(3:11 a.m.) goodnight ;*

(3:12 a.m.) Sun Wukong u get ur butt back here (3:15 a.m.) sun pls (3:22 a.m.) ugh goodnight

 Friday

 (5:47 p.m.) hey yang and i are gonna be a little late (5:47 p.m.) we kinda crashed

(5:48 p.m.) what???! On her bike???? Were you guys wearing helmets? Are you okay?????

(5:50 p.m.) yeah, yeah we’re fine. It’s nothing major, we just have to exchange insurance details with the guy who ran into us. (5:51 p.m.) yang’s got a big cut on her leg but she said she’ll just bandage it when we get over there.

(5:52 p.m.) you guys aren’t even going to the hospital?? Go to the hospital!!!

(5:53 p.m.) calm down, monkey boy. We’re fine, really. it isn’t a big deal. Yang’s bike even still works

(5:54 p.m.) leave it there, im coming to get u guys (5:57 p.m.) where r u  

(5:59 p.m.) you don’t need to sun we’re like, 5 minutes away.

(5:59 p.m.) already in the car bout 2 drive (6:00 p.m.) call me 2 tell me where u r

(6:01 p.m.) u really don’t need to…. But ok

(11:59 p.m.) hey where did u go?

 Saturday

 (12:00 a.m.) I just went for a walk. I needed to clear my head

(12:01 a.m.) hey if this is about earlier im sorry

(12:02 a.m.) nono, i just needed some fresh air dw (12:02 a.m.) it was just a bit crowded in there

(12:03 a.m.) rubes, it was just the gang. (12:04 a.m.) what’s really going on

(12:05 a.m.) it’s nothing (12: 06 a.m.) i guess im just thinking about what you said earlier

(12:07 a.m.) that? i said don’t worry about that. its not your problem.

(12:10 a.m.) no that’s not what i meant (12:11 a.m.) forget about it

(12:12 a.m.) what does that mean??? (12:12 a.m.) what did i say? (12:15 a.m.) ruby??? (1:03 a.m.) hey at least come back, ok? i promise i won’t make u talk about it (1:16 a.m.) just come back ok?

(1:29 a.m.) im already home, don’t worry. u guys stay there (1:32 a.m.) I think I just need a little sleep (1:34 a.m.) im not really feeling well

(1:35 a.m.) well it’s no wonder when you were out in the cold for 2 hours (1:36 a.m.) im coming over

(1:38 a.m.) no just stay over there ok? You guys have fun

(1:39 a.m.) ruby. Clearly im not going to have fun if you’re not here.

(1:42 a.m.) sure you will. Everything’s fun if you’re there

(1:43 a.m.) ok I’m really coming over there now.

(1:44 a.m.) and i’m going to bed (1:45 a.m.) have fun with your party, monkey boy

(1:45 a.m.) hey I’m the only one giving out nicknames here (1:47 a.m.) sleep well x

 Sunday

 (11:30 a.m.) hey are you feeling any better? Yang told me you’ve been throwing up

(11:34 a.m.) how nice of her. (11:35 a.m.) I’m ok. I think I really did get sick being out in the cold for hours…

(11:36 a.m.) told u (11:38 a.m.) do you want me to come over and make you soup?

(11:45 a.m.) yes please (11:46 a.m.) you’re the best

(11:49 a.m.) I know right? ;) (11:49 a.m.) anyways I’ll be over in 10 ok? In the meantime pls don’t die on me

(11:53 a.m.) yes because that’s exactly my plan

(11:54 a.m.) it’s a very good plan, princess.

(11:57 a.m.) don’t patronize me, Wukong (→_→)

(11:59 a.m.) please you love it

(12:01 a.m.) … (12:02 a.m.) <3

(12:02 a.m.) :D

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