bonnie bennett.

• fifty • • witch • • married to damon •

[lenaslvtre]

@bcnnster | BONNIE

Worry furrowed the young woman’s brow. “But how are you, Bonnie?” 

[bcnnster]

"I'm -" Struggling. Hurting. Angry. Scared. "- managing."

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patestark

“I didn’t overstep any boundaries, did I?  I’m still adjusting to the casual nature of today’s society. It’s definitely more my speed but boy, is it an adjustment.”

"You're doing fine, kid." Bonnie offered, trying to calm his nerves. "Just relax."

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lvndyn

He weakly nodded. “I-I’ll do my best. But can we keep it between us for right now?”

"Of course." the Bennett promised, showing the man she saw as a son a smile. "I won't tell a soul."

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vilesauce

“Confident, too. Personalities always did fascinate me.”

"They are what make us who we are. It's what makes us interesting, and it seperates us from everyone else."

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hcresy

“Do I need anything more than the fact it’s your name too?  Aside from Grams being badass… and probably the smartest Bennett to walk this earth. Sorry.” Kai’s smirk was angled, playful. “She knew when to lock me up, she knew how to save you. Well… inadvertently, you could even say she saved us both.”

"It's her name, I'm just lucky enough to wear it." she countered, laughing at his teasing. "No offense taken, I'm proud to say I live in the shadow of my grams." Her grandmother had done incredible things, things she could never dream of, and she just hoped she could be half the woman, and witch, she'd been. "Yeah, I guess you could."

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hcresy

“I wouldn’t stamp a reality symbol on a hypothetical idea based on a hypothetical situation. But if you just gotta know, then yeah – I’m thinking really.” The heretic paused. “Why not?”

"I can't stand you sometimes." she replied with a smile as she shook her head. "It's just surprising all things considered..."

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 hcresy

“Intoxicating,” he threw out initially, the first word coming to mind. “I couldn’t tell you the how, or the when, but I developed feelings for my son’s boyfriend… and then slept with him.” Kai looked up at Bonnie with a sheepish frown. “What I did was wrong and I want to care about it more, but I wouldn’t take a second of it back.”

The witch hung onto every word, nodding along as he spoke up until the moment she notices the frown plastered on his face. “It might not be ideal, but you both care for each other right? And the attraction was obviously mutual...” she began, taking his hand and squeezing it gently. “The world works in mysterious ways...”

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hcresy

He held in a laugh, instead choosing to smile warmly. “Sheila, actually. Sheila Parker.”

“ - Really?”

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hcresy

“Nope.”

There were plenty of thoughts running through the Bennett’s head, but she pushed them all aside in favor of supporting the heretic in front of her. “So, you’re falling hard for Alexander Claire, huh? What’s it like?”

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hcresy

“Just curious. These are all hypothetical. Mountains of paperwork, remember?”

“It’s all hypothetical until you show up at my doorstep with your new baby Sonnie Sennett Parker.”

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hcresy

“Yeah?  What’s the verdict on S names?”

“Such as?”

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hcresy

“Okay, how about Benny?”

“How about we avoid B names?”

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hcresy

Kai wore a sheepish expression. “You pinky promised, Bon. Remember that.”

“Kai Parker.” She isn’t mad, she’s not even disappointed, she’s more surprised than anything. “Does Will know?”

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hcresy

“Maybe I’ll name the little tot something super embarrassing, like Bonnie Jr.”

“That’s a terrible thing to do to a kid. You of all people should know about bad baby names.”

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hcresy

The moment their pinkies locked, Kai nodded and spoke, “Alexander Claire.”

“Oh.” Now that was one she didn’t see coming. “I didn’t even realize he and Will had broken up.”

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hcresy

“Fine, fine. I’ll make it up to me somehow.”

“You’ll make it up to yourself, huh?”

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hcresy

“Mm, that depends,” he replied, near teasingly as his gaze fell to meet hers. “This conversation can’t leave the room. You need to pinky promise.” Despite his very serious terms, he knew he couldn’t trust anyone more than he could trust Bonnie Bennett.

“On?” The way he worded his response intrigued the Bennett, and she raised an eyebrow as she waited for the follow-up, and she wasn’t disappointed. Separating their joined hands, and with an eye roll, she wrapped her pinky around his own. “I pinky promise.”