Butting heads (Marr)

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Normally, kids will do anything to prove to their parents that they are fully grown and capable of handling life on their own. Most of the kids have to deal with the games and then getting jobs, relying on their parents to see them through and to guide them through the life that they want them to follow, but for some reason the people around me have had to do it on their own. Jeran and myself have had to deal with some pretty harsh realities. Jeran's not only had to disown our father because of what he did, he had to pick me up as a dependant and take care of me and in turn, I have someone to take care of now. Matthew's father doesn't seem to appreciate him at all and Vy... Why does life throw everyone close to me curveballs? What did we all do so wrong to deserve the lives we've been given?

Those are the thoughts going through my head as we watch Mira sleep and her lip tugs into a gentle grin. This once, unhappy broken family has come together right now to create this happy ending. What had been rough for all of us growing up is now becoming easier and we are doing it on our own. We are surviving whereas most kids do not.

I love, how Matthew whispers into Mira's ear.

"There's nothing you can do that would make me love you less, baby girl."

That warms my heart the most just to know that Matthew will love her no matter what. That he won't treat her like our fathers have treated us. That's all I can ask for though. That he love her with as much as he can give. I will protect Mira with every inch of my own breath if I have to adn I know Matthew will to. She will always be loved.

Between us though, I feel that connection come alive again when he participates into the kiss, taking my lip and making my heart skip a beat with his own lips. My blood heats up just a bit but is teased when he leaves my lip and trails the kiss to my cheek. I groan audibly.

"You always do that." I mutter and listen to him talk about staying like this forever, which I forever will agree with. "Yeah. Lets never move. Lets just sit here with Mira and turn to stone so this moment will just stay as it is. No one grows older. No one grows up." I place my hand on Mira's back and gently let my nails run across her back, startling her to arch and take a deep breath. I move my fingers and cringe, looking at Matthew with an 'opps' face and grinning.

"You do it and see if she does that to you?" I whisper. "She likes you better. She never fusses when you do it. I"m just mean ole mom." I taunt and lay my head down on MAtthew's shoulder and lift his hand up to place it on Mira's back.

I sigh.

My eyes close just so I can soak up this picturesk scene. "So, what else do you like on the house before it's done? I can come help you finish it if you want. I'll make Jeran start his Uncle like duties and watch her. Besides... I gotta earn my keep somehow." I tease him and raise my eyebrow a little bit, giving him that seductive look before I wink at him. "Or you can think of some other ways..."

I stiffle a giggle and then look to Mira. "Babygirl, you may need to go stay with uncle Jeran or Auntie Vy. Depending on whether your father is... able to. You know, he's growing old. Old men need rest." I talk to Mira and once again, something triggers the right side of her lips, making it look like a half grin.

[Jack Lexington]

With my two girls in my arms and my lung working decently again I feel whole. There's not much more I need right now. If only she was right and we could make it last forever but too many things are unsure in Panem: Most of all childrens future as long as there are reapings and I was bornway after they were introduced (is that correct?).
On top of that the money situation is shaky, so is my health. Not the best outlook but I'll take what I can get for now.

"You always do that." She says with a little groan that sounds awefully seductive to my ears.
"I try to." I whisper back.

Kynite tries to rub Mira's back with little success so she directs my hand there.
"You're not doing it right." I comment and gently slip my fingers under her back. Then I apply little pressure just under those tiny shoulder blades which she seems to like. "It's a baby massage." I grin and kiss her again.

"So, what else do you like on the house before it's done? I can come help you finish it if you want. I'll make Jeran start his Uncle like duties and watch her. Besides... I gotta earn my keep somehow." There's this teasing tone to her voice and she winks at me. Her behavior doesn't fail its purpose. In no time she has me thinking about everything but rest, especially when she calls me an old man.
"I'll give you an old man." Playfully I bite the top of her ear and growl a little.
"But that idea of making yourself useful is good. Me and my best friend would love for your to 'make yourself useful.'"

Soon the joke ends and leaves me longing. I'm in no shape for any sort of sportive activity at the moment but I could always just lay back and...
"I'll hold her and you can...." With a sheepish grin I motion towards my zipper.
"Keep your eyes close baby girl. Mommy doesn't need to teach you that kind of stuff."
Suddenly I'm all lively and past the need for sleep.

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Our old ways have never died between us. All it takes is a simple gesture or a few words or even that non-communicable way that we seem to know each other. Whatever it is, in the pit of my stomach, I feel this need to be very close to him. Though, with our daughter in his hands, I have to wonder what we can really do now. Shouldn't we just take her to her bed upstairs and then get a little closer?

"I'll give you an old man." I feel him bite the top of my ear which instantly does something to my mood and my need to be closer to him. He's exhibiting what I expected when I started this conversation with him and makes an offer for me to make myself useful. So, again, like old times, I start to nod my head up and down at him.

"Is that so? I can possibly see what I can do for you." My grin is there, fully, with nothing but dirty thoughts filling my mind. But the jokes kind of linger off for a few moments before he starts up again and insists on me doing him a huge favor and teases me with telling Mira to keep her eyes closed.

"Mommy needs to put little Mira to bed. So, if daddy doesn't mind, I'll be doing just that." I say and remove myself from his grasp and stand up and reach my hands out for our little one. "Give daddy goodnight kisses Mira."

I wait for Matthew to give her a kiss on the forehead and then take her in my arms as I nestle her in my arms and wink at Matthew before turning away from them. "You stay right there. You are on bed rest, young man. I'll be right back to give you your medicine."

I sway my hips a little more than normal, on purpose actually as I ascend the stairs and disappear out of sight. I return a few moments later, in a different dress apparrel and show off the tshirt of his that I've put on and hold a new pair of boxers for him. "You need to get more comfortable, don't you? Get out of those clothes that you've been in from the hospital. I'll take care of you. Now, shut up and take your medicine. No whining." I taunt him.

[Jack Lexington]

For some reason we can go from the hospital and crappy lungs to arguments and playful banter within a very short amount of time. I like that about Kyanite. Somehow we manage to lighten the mood.
She takes Mira from me which I would protest to but her plan sounds like a great one. So I kiss my baby girl on the chubby cheek and keep my busted lip shut and watch her with sparkling eyes. The way she moves her booty is just to enticing and cute.

"You stay right there. You are on bed rest, young man. I'll be right back to give you your medicine."
If I hadn't just gotten out of the hospital where the 'medicine' was anything but pleasant I would love this game even more.
"I can only hope it's better than the stuff they did yesterday."
Gah, that was a terrible feeling but I was so desperate to be able to breathe again I would have begged them for anything they could do.
I'm pretty sure that what Ky has in mind is a whole lot better and will make me feel just fine.
While she's going upstairs with Mira in her arms my mind goes crazy in all those gutters that are out there. I can only hope it won't take her long because even if I feel exhausted and sore my needs are high and mighty.

Ky's hair is down when she comes back in nothing but my t-shirt and dangles a pair of white boxers in front of me urging me to change. Hopefully that means something completely different than "You need to get more comfortable, don't you? Get out of those clothes that you've been in from the hospital. I'll take care of you. Now, shut up and take your medicine. No whining."

"Promise I won't whine if your medicine tastes as good as it usually does." I taunt back and then anticipation is making me a bit giddy.
So I unzip my pants and try to push them down but my back hurts quite bit. Slowly I sit up and try to sturggle out of my clothes. With my girl friends help I finally get it all off. Around her I also don't mind sitting there in my birth suit. I do mind her seeing my bruises though because I know she hates them.
"Can I get that shirt you're wearing?" I ask cheekily in hopes to see a little more of my gorgous girl.
"Help me put the boxers on? I can't bend down."
maybe I can but this is much more fun. With both hands I capture her face and place a kiss on her lips before she can move away.
"You're amazing,Ky."