Soapy Land
Thread Topic: Soapy Land
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"People also die all the time in cars. Probably more than planes. But you're fine with cars. And my motorcycle's, like, a deathtrap."
Arcelio sat in the driver's seat where Rayson had been before, and looked over at the baby and Rayson. "So you like him?" He asked. -
"I love your motorcycle," Rosario sighed, relaxing a little. After a few minutes of steady rise, they leveled out.
"Yeah," He mumbled, kissing the small child's head. -
"I know," Drake hummed, having thought that might have helped calm the situation. When the plane leveled out, he said, "See? Nothing to worry about."
Gus laughed at the kiss, reaching both of his pudgy arms up so his hands could grasp Ray's nose. He goo-ed and ga-ed wildly, while Arcelio smiled and started driving. -
"Until we crash," He muttered, but closed his eyes. "I'm sleepy." Before he could rest, thought, Rosalynn walked back in with an orange and a cup of apple juice. She sat them down on a small table. "Is he awake?"
At her voice, Rosario jolted, opening his eyes. He stared at her for a moment, before letting out a startled, "Rosa?" The girl laughed, and nodded, and bent down for the short hug Rosario offered. Rosario turned to Drake, grinning. "Rosa's my cousin. My mom's brother is her Dad. I was four the last time I saw her."
Rayson tucked his head down, so that the baby could grab at his nose. He snorted, puffing out his cheeks, making silly faces at the child to keep him busy. -
"Nah," Drake said, patting his back gently. When Rosa walked up, he was about to answer her but Rosario managed to get to it first. He watched the exchange and then said, "Oh, hi, hello. Cooousin," he annunciated, then nodded. "Cool. I didn't know that."
Gus seemed to thoroughly enjoy this, because he laughed and patted his hands in Ray's puffed cheeks and nabbed his nose. -
Rosa shrugged. "I didn't think it was worth mentioning. Didn't know if he was going to remember. Anyways.. I'm gonna go. Eat, kay?" With that, she left again, and Rosario stared at the food without interest. "..Hnnnnn."
Rayson realized that, maybe he did want a baby. Maybe he'd wanted one since Rosario got older and no longer wanted to be held and played with. In truth, Rayson missed being a father. -
Drake nodded to her, then looked between Rosario and the food. He saw the look of disinterest he had, and frowned. "You were hungry earlier, right? Maybe you could just have a bite."
Arcelio tried to focus on the road as well as he could while he drove, but every once in a while he glanced over at the baby laughing and playing with the features on Rayson's face. It was good, he thought, that they'd both enjoy having a child. -
"I don't feel like eating.. I'll drink the juice," He offered, leaning forward to get the cup. He sipped, closing his eyes, wrinkling his nose. "She put meds in it. I can't taste them, but the textures off," He complained, setting the cup back down.
Eventually, Rayson decided to make a bottle and try to get the baby to take a little nap. He did that, gently pressing the tip of the bottle against Gus' lips to see if he was hungry. -
Drake bit the inside if his cheek, and watched as Rosario started to drink the juice and then stopped abruptly. "Then you should definitely drink it, it'll make your head feel better."
Gus heartfully rejected the bottle, his face bunching up. His lips stayed locked closed for a few seconds, but then parted, like he was going to cry, but then the tip of the bottle slipped in. He almost hit it, but instead, sucked on it. At that moment, he must have decided that he was hungry, because he calmed down and kept drinking. -
"Nope," He huffed, laying back down. "I just wanna sleep."
Rayson was relived that Gus was hungry, and lowered him onto his lap, rocking him. He turned to smile at Arcelio. "I think we can keep him." -
"Baaabe," Drake breathed, picking the cup up to hand to him. "Please, just, like half of it."
Gus was content, and had his hands up on the bottle like he was holding it, but his baby hands could hardly grasp it. Arcelio laughed, "You think? Just think?" -
"..Can I have a kiss?" He sat up again, taking the cup.
"Yeah. I mean, as long as he behaves himself," He teased grinning. "We'll have to get diapers and stuff, though." -
"Well..." He puckered his lips in thought. "You'll drink the juice, then?"
"Aw. He's just a baby." When Arcelio glanced over, he saw that Gus was already half done with the bottle and had his eyes closed as he suckled on it. "Yeah. Oh. We should do that now, actually..." -
"Mhm," He responded, and then squinted his eyes. "Half a cup for a kiss. And.. The full cup for a hand job," He offered with a shrug.
"We can send Allen and Ellie out to pick stuff up while we sleep. I'm really tired," He sighed, frowning at the baby. "Look at him. Little brat." -
Drake chewed his lip. "We're in front of other people..." He said. "Right now?"
"Sounds good. Me too." He saw the hotel coming up, so he merged into the turn lane. "He's getting sleepy, too."
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