yuj blinks his eyes at snow. the guy’s a NATURAL leader, that’s for sure. whether he’s leading their team to victory or leading his family toward comfort. it’s inspiring, if he’s being HONEST, & yuj silently marks it down as one of the many reasons to ADMIRE snow villiers. but, of course, he keeps these heartfelt thoughts to himself, responding instead by lifting his arm, playfully SWATTING away his friend’s hand that still rests on his back. that’s more their style.
❝ wow, man … your kid’s not even born yet & you’re already talking like a dad. ❞ he aims an ear-splitting GRIN in his direction, laughing through the words. ❝ does this mean we gotta start calling you old man villiers now? ❞
✿ _____ ❝ Oh, give me a break. ❞ Any form of childish roughhousing that might’ve transpired from Yuj’s remark is promptly thwarted by Lebreau now rounding the bar, easily sliding into the empty space between their stools and effectively breaking up the playful blows. A disciplinary smack to the back of a stylish blue mane, and then her glare narrows reproachfully at Snow. ❝ And you – ❞
❝ Fatherhood isn’t all about the finances. You’re going to be a great dad because of who you are, not because of what’s in your wallet. Look, do you know how much money I put into this place to get it started? ❞ She motions broadly to the vacant space of the cozy cafe, dimly lit and diligently tidy after hours. ❝ Pretty much all of it. But when something is that important to you, you’ll make it work… And, just in case, you always have us to help you out. ❞ Though delayed, his punishment comes next – an affectionate wallop against his thick skull. ❝ Don’t argue. ❞
“ Hey, I’ll show ya old man ------- ”
HE’S SECONDS AWAY FROM trying to wrangle Yuj into a h e a d l o c k when Lebreau steps in between them, putting an end to their antics before they’ve even begun. Always the m e d i a t o r. Or sometimes, according to Gadot, the wet blanket, which is always a sure-fire way to set her off.
HE DESERVES THAT WHACK to the head, and her t h o u g h t f u l lecture, knowing just how stubborn he’s being. For as long as Snow can remember, they’ve all been a team, looking out for each other. And right now, despite he & Serah’s best p r o t e s t s, they could use the support -------- whether it’s a financial f a v o r or just a late-night pep talk. Rubbing the back of his head a little sheepishly, he c h u c k l e s.
“ Argue? With you? Wouldn’t waste my breath, ” he says, his smile reaching both of his friends, gentle around the edges. “ Guys... Thanks. ”
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