⌛ Who: Riley, Gaura, Silvio, Runyu, Pete, and you! ⌛ What: Open prompts for the month as well as some closed stuff for planned things ⌛ When: Throughout January ⌛ Where: Various Locations ⌛ Warnings: Will add warnings as needed
Following over, he stayed out of the way while Kinn washed the knife off. He really had worried everyone so much. In a way it meant a lot because it truly showed him they loved him and how much he mattered to them. On the other hand he never wanted to do that to them.
"I'm sorry. I'll try so hard to not scare you guys like that again. But at least we know what happened now right? So we can be prepared if it happens to anyone else?" Or him again. But he didn't want to say that because it didn't feel right after everything.
"Yeah." Kinn was quiet with his own thoughts for a moment, drying the knife. "But, we know something like that can happen. And people wake up after it." And then, keeping up his stoic demeanor. "You did miss latrine duty. So you're doubling up on that this week."
Riley saluted without any hesitation. Doing double chores to make up for those he missed didn't bother him at all. It was the least that he could do. Taking care of keeping all the bathrooms clean in the rooms? Yep. He'd do it.
"Got it, P'Kinn. I'll make sure they're extra clean."
"I didn't. But I still scared you all. And it feels like I missed so much even though it's only been a few days." Riley hugged him tighter. "I love you all so much. You're my precious family."
Giving his friend a half-hearted glare, which he promptly ruined by laughing a little, Porsche shrugged. "Yeah, yeah. Ghosts are different from inviting bad luck. And that's a fair point," he finished referencing the fact that they were carrying.
Nodding towards the weapon Pete carried, he went on. "So how does that work?" He felt like he was still playing an extreme game of catch up but with family and friends, Porsche wasn't worried that he'd be left to flounder. That simply wasn't how they did things.
"Yeah. I don't think I've ever had your food before though..." He was curious now. Because what was Kinn's cooking like? He had a feeling it wouldn't be at all like Vegas' but that didn't mean it would be bad at least.
"It works a lot like a regular shotgun. However it doesn't need to be reloaded and runs on the bonds I've created. The shells it fires also turn the color of whatever mood I'm in. For a bonus it can't hurt the people I have a bond with. It can only knock them out. It doesn't matter who uses it. It's tied to my bonds."
And it had really come in handy a few months ago when Tay had been here. To protect him but also to take out the gang who had thought they could just hurt him. Not on his watch. Not when he could fight back. That was for damn sure.
"Trust me, you didn't miss much at all. Everything basically stopped." That was true. All anyone did was fuss and worry and retreat into whatever coping mechanisms they had.
Vegas finally released Riley from his hold... sort of. He kept his hands on the Fae's shoulders and held him out at arm's length.
"If you ever do that again, I won't hesitate to kick your skinny little ass."
"That's because I'm not the best at it. I can manage a meal that's edible, but it's nothing like Vegas." He knew his weaknesses! Cooking was one of them. He could probably get better through practice now that he wasn't back home and food wasn't catered 24/7; and it wasn't like his father promoted domesticity on his sons, either. Why should he?
Then again, Vegas took great pride in cooking so it was still unlikely that Kinn was going to make any great strides in the culinary arts.
"P'Vegas definitely really loves it. His food is really good too. But I like edible too. Edible is good."
Riley gave him a smile of encouragement. Then he pointed to the fridge. "And if all else fails we have lots of kimchi that we made together and that always makes any meal better. That's what my mom always says."
Riley just burst into giggles rather than be upset or apologetic.
"Well I'd offer you your favorite food but I don't know what that is. Or if we have it in the abundance of P'Vegas foods!"
Coming closer, he watched him.
"What is your favorite by the way? Like, um...if it was your birthday what's something you'd hope you get to eat?" Wait, he didn't know when his birthday was either. Well he'd get to that in a second.
Riley looked at the food and then at Kinn and then finally stepped back and held his arms open to his brother. To offer to give him another big hug but this time without the surprise of a sudden grab from behind.
"We're going to celebrate okay? I want to make up for that. You need to have something so special for you."
"There's no need. I have everything I need here." But he still proceeded to join in the embrace, taking a moment to breathe in deeply. "My family is well and whole, that is all that is important."
"And your little brother is still saying you're going to get a birthday party so that way you can enjoy that properly." Riley hugged him tight, squeezing as hard as his very slender arms would allow. Like he was going to push all his love into Kinn at that moment.
"And if you keep fighting it then I'm going to demand that be your wedding present to me. To let us celebrate your birthday properly."
He laughed then, even if it was a little wet sounding. "You demand this as your wedding gift! You ask so much, nong." He had to kiss the top of Riley's head, keeping him close. "You want to celebrate my birthday, go ahead. But as I said, not necessary."
"I do. Because I love you so much. So, so much." They'd come so far since their first meeting but that connection had always been there. The two of them drawn to each other. Riley found himself so happy to be a part of it and he didn't try to pull away from Kinn even a little bit.
"I know it's probably impossible but I really hope you all can meet my mom and dad one day. They would love you all as much as I do."
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