Pairing/s: Lomino (Lola Del Carmen x Domino Swift)
Note/s: Canon Divergent, set after vol 2 in the happy timeline where things go back to normal, I am making the found family a reality
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"Domino—quit it, lay down!"
Domino groaned and fell back to the mattress, rolling onto her side and huffing a frustrated breath into her pillow. She sniffed in annoyance, curling herself up into a small ball and glaring out her bedroom window; where just outside she could hear Sonoya and Calax laughing at likely another dad joke from her dad. A dad joke she should have been present to groan and roll her eyes at but secretly find incredibly funny and then toss out one of her own.
Today her dad was throwing a BBQ, just for close family friends, and of course—she was sick.
She'd caught a cold of all things, Lola suspected it was from her late night ride with Sonoya and Cal; they hadn't even been out that long but of course she hadn't accounted for the winter weather and had one less layer on than she should have. And now she was paying for it—feeling utterly miserable and sorry for herself while her friends enjoyed all her dads cooking.
"You did this to yourself Dom, stop moping and get some rest." Lola chides gently, tossing the damp rag she'd had draped over her forehead into the bowl she'd had beside her bed. She was wearing a cute pink romper with a floral pattern, her pink hair half done up with a flower crown provided by Sonoya sat perfectly on her head. She looked like a princess—and Domino looked like a slug. A gross, sweaty, pyjama wearing slug.
Domino rolled over before Lola could turn and leave, reaching out for her girlfriend's arm and holding onto it with a weak grip.
"You'll stay up here with me, right Lo?" She did her best to bat her eyes but with how itchy and red they were she doubted it had the effect she was aiming for. Lola shot her a sympathetic smile but shook her head gently, stepping closer to lean over the bed.
"And catch whatever you have? Not a chance babe." She pecked Domino's sweaty forehead before pulling the covers up to her chin, tucking her in despite her whines and protests. Domino would have put up more of a fight if she wasn't so damn exhausted, her limbs felt like lead and she got a wave of dizziness whenever she tried to lift her head. This sucked and it sucked even more that it was happening during a BBQ she helped plan!
She was looking forward to her dad's classic BBQ pork chops all week. Life was so unfair.
"I'm dying and you're going to go enjoy a hot dog, what kind of girlfriend—"
"Don't even go there as a joke, we know how that goes." Lola gave her a pointed look, putting a hand on her hip and Domino tucked the bottom half of her face under the covers in submission. She had a good point and just this one time she was going to avoid putting her foot in it.
"We'll save you a plate with a lil bit of everything on it, m'kay?" Lola smiled over her shoulder, pausing by the door to catch the forlorn pout and stubborn glare on Domino's face.
"...Yeah okay."
"I love you Dom." Lola cooed, closing the door behind her.
"Love you too…"
Downstairs, Sonoya was perched on the outside setting table, wearing short overalls that complimented her short blue hair that was done up in small pigtails. She closed one eye, sticking out her tongue as he aimed a peanut at Cal's open mouth. She shot—and he caught it!. His arms shooting up in victory as she cheered and clapped for them both. Cal was wearing a simple tee and Jean combo, with his hair done up in a half-do with a flower crown matching the ones on Lola and Sully's heads.
Lola walked out as Sully flipped the last pork chop onto a serving plate; two set aside on a stacked plate already made up for Domino. He didn't skimp when it came to his baby.
"How's she doin'?" He asked as Lola took a seat across from Cal and Sonoya who turned their attention to her as she did so.
"I have a feeling she'll be trying to worm her way down the stairs in a half hour, so better than this morning anyway." She smiled and Sully chuckled, setting down the plate in the middle of the table and taking a seat beside her. He was wearing a Hawaiian shirt with plain shorts,a casual look fitting of a BBQ.
"That's my Domino." He hummed to a chorus of agreements. Sonoya slid back into her seat and the four of them got properly stuck into the food; Sonoya and Cal stacking up their plates while Lola and Sully took one thing at a time to eat.
"I still feel bad for convincin' cricket to come out for that ride last night," Cal muttered somewhere between tearing a piece of a freshly buttered roll and taking a chomp of a pork chop; Lola wincing at the crumbs tumbling down his beard.
"She didn't have to ride through that stream though, it was your fault she got sick Cal, Dom takes her own risks and deals with the consequences." Sononya says through bites of a corn on the cob, eyes closing in appreciation for the buttered veg.
"Not gracefully though." Lola chimes in and the table laughs, broken only by the sound of a window sliding up aggressively.
"I can hear you!" Domino's voice is scratchy and doesn't carry nearly as well as she'd wanted it to and they all tilt their head up to look at her.
"Hey! You're lookin' just fine to me Dom, love the underbag eyeshadow," Cal threw a thumbs up her way with a cheeky grin and she tossed back the finger with an unimpressed glare. Sonoya giggled, Cal lowering his arm as she tugged it down.
"Go back to bed Domino!" Lola shouts up at her with a stern state, tossing her hand up to point an accusing finger at her. Domino shrunk back but let out a pathetic whine, tossing her arms over the window frame and closing her eyes.
"The faster you get some rest the faster you'll be back on your feet, we can plan another BBQ—with no late night ride this time." Sully called up to her, waving his fork at her with a singular sausage stabbed through the prongs. Domino's form sunk away with one last dramatic cry and the table was a mix of shaking heads and amused chuckles.
"What a handful." Sonoya joked, popping an onion ring into her mouth. Calax snorted, mouth full of his hot dog so he could only raise his eyebrows and nod at the sentiment.
"You don't know the half of it." Lola sighed, affection in her tone as she glanced at Sully. He shared a small look, the kind of look saying she was a handful worth dealing with.
Later, after Cal and Sonoya had helped clean up and said their goodbyes, Lola brought up a reasonably filled plate up to Domino. Her girlfriend had been fast asleep, finally for once having taken their advice to heart and catching some shut eye. It almost made Lola not want to wake her but once she was halfway into the room Domino's eyes fluttered open.
"Lo." She croaked and smiled, blinking a few times as she woke herself up. Lola smiled and brought the plate and cutlery over the the nightshade.
"I wasn't sure if you'd feel up for BBQ food but Sully said to just being it up anyway."
Domino's eyes sparkled and she pulled herself up into a sitting position faster than Lola could blink. She coffee in amusement as Domino swiped the knife and fork and dug into the food enthusiastically—Obviously, she was hungry.
"So I take it you're feeling better." Lola smiled and Domino nodded, mouth full of the pork chop she'd been looking forward too and skin looking much less clammy. The food would definitely help, even the greasy stuff. Loa sat on the edge of the bed, tucking one of her long legs under herself and leaning back on her arm as Domino zoned in on the plate.
"Cal and Sonoya said they'd be happy to have another BBQ sometime, Sonoya doesn't have another big race for a month at least so we should be able to figure something out." Lola tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and Domino swallowed her food, wiping her mouth with her fingers and holding her hand in the air before Lola tossed her the napkin she'd brought with her. She knew her Domino.
"Course Cal would be, he loves free food—and Sonoya just loves me." Domino flashed a grin, Lola rolling her eyes and falling back onto the bed. She was right on both accounts, her friends were not very hard to figure out nor did they make an effort to be. Their honesty was refreshing, Lola had enough of double lives and secrets.
She was happy with what they had now, even if Domino still did the occasional reckless thing like night driving through streams during winter.
"Did you have a good time?" Domino's voice pulled her from her trance and she notes then how she leant over her, obviously done with her meal and dark eyes searching her own.
"I always do," she mused, "even the dragging your butt to bed and wrangling you to get ten minutes of sleep wasn't too bad."
Domino grinned sheepishly, the smile melting into something much softer as she gazed back at Lola in a comfortable silence for a few moments.
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