Soapy Land
Thread Topic: Soapy Land
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(He's so cute ;O;)
Rosario nodded, and hummed softly, returning the hug before moving to get the bottle. He stood on his toes, as Drake had put it up on the highest shelf, the one he couldn't reach. There was a small moment where the bottle rocked, and then fell, hitting first Rosario's head, and then his toe. "s---," He mumbled, stumbling backwards quickly, right into Drake.
"It's not.. That," He sighed, biting his lip. Daniel was silent for a moment, and then shrugged. "He's, you know, been talking to other people. Not behind my back, or anything.. Kind of an open relationship? Not that I really.. Yeah. But he's happy. I mean, we're happy." -
Drake was too busy washing out his hair to see that Rosario was having troubles. He only knew when the boy was stumbling into his front. There was shampoo going down his face, but he'd heard Rosario cuss and needed to see what had happened, so while his arms reached out to steady him his eyes opened. He hissed, suds painfully stinging them.
Arcelio leaned back a bit, looking down at Daniel. He'd noticed a change in him, and he wasn't quite sure it was for the better. "Both of you? You're both happy? You don't have to be happy with everything he does, if you don't like it, then you don't like it." -
The boy took a couple seconds to gain his balance, humming out a soft thank you. He bent over, picking up the shampoo bottle before straightening up to hear Drake's noise of pain. He turned, biting his lip. "You go soap in your eyes..? Sorry."
"He's trying. He is. He really is.. It's just kinda.. Hard. Because I.. Made it that way, I guess. I mean, he let us get a kid, Dad.. And he really didn't want to. And he's been so nice, and.. He's trying," Daniel reasoned, more to himself than to Arcelio. His eyes were still closed. -
Drake's arms returned to him, hands going up to his eyes to rub out the soap. He stuck his face under the water while he rubbed, though it wasn't exactly helping. "Yeah, it's okay."
"It's not your fault, Danny. You know... Maybe we should talk about this somewhere else. Let's go home and then we can talk there. And I'd like you to tell me where you got that bruise, as well." -
"Sorry," He mumbled again, moving to kiss him quickly before stepping back to wash his own hair, keeping his eyes on Drake.
"I know. Yeah. Let's go." He started to say something else, but stopped, inhaling at the mention of the bruise. "No. That's fine. I tripped over one of Micheal's toys and fell on the coffee table. Hurt like a b----, but it's fine." -
Drake rubbed at his eyes until he could blink without them burning too much. Deciding that was good enough, he finished washing out the shampoo from his hair and stepped aside to let Rosario take his turn.
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Rosario was quick about washing his hair off, knowing that he had washed it the night before, and it would be fine if he missed a few spots.
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**sorry post earllyyy wait .3.
Arcelio was still quite unsure of the mark on Danny's neck, but if he said it was fine, then he'd take his word for it until he had reason to think otherwise. "Alright, let's go find everyone else, then." -
(we're all over the place Papa)
"Mhm," He hummed, slowly sinking back into the closed off and heavily guarded mood he had been in. "Let's go." -
(The confusion is real)
When Rosario looked done, Drake stood up straight from where he'd been leaning against the wall. "You done, love? We should go get dressed."
Arcelio nodded, patted Daniel lightly on the shoulder, then started leading the way forward with his hand on the boy's back as they walked side by side. He headed towards where Rayson had gone, searching for a pizza stand. -
"Mhm," He answered, nodding, and moved to turn the water down. Rosario yawned, and stretched, frowning. "My clothes are still in the washer.."
Daniel found the pizza stand pretty easily, heading towards it just as Allen and the others were coming away from it with a small box of pizza. Micheal was holding one of Rayson's hand, eating a slice of pizza with the other. -
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Sorry I hit it early again ;-;
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Drake hummed, thinking. "Well, you could borrow my sweatpants and a shirt. Or we could stop by your house and you can change."
Arcelio smiled when he saw Rayson and Michael getting along well, thinking it was kind of adorable. He was happy that Rayson got along well with children, since Arcelio did want to have more. -
it's okay
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