at war with the sun

@lincolnxanderson

my wings melted, all I've got are my feet

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soleilbordeaux:

“What?! How am I weird sometimes?!” She asks, her voice going all high and squeaky in offense. “It’s not.” She pouts a bit. “Just means I love him and could anticipate his needs. That’s nice… Jerk.” She grumbles.

At that assertion, she grins nudging him until she had his attention leaning in to kiss him nice and slow, gently brushing her nose against his as she did. “Are too.” She mumbles.

“Well, that.” He said, motioning at her face. “You go all squeaky.” He pointed out with a chuckle. “It’s nice, but slightly crazy.” Maybe crazy wasn’t the right word, but it was definitely amusing to suggest.

He kissed her back equally slowly, hand going up to brush through her hair as he did. “Fine.” He muttered, deciding that agreeing with her right now was a good idea. “I think I’m going to go put Jack to bed before he wakes up though.”

soleilbordeaux:

“I do worry about my vegetables, and hey.” She pouts, swatting at him. “You will not get punches less because you’re a jerk sometimes AND it’s not weeeeird, it’s just routine.” She huffs. “A lovable jerk though.” She clarified, glancing up at him.

“I love how mushy you are for Jack and sometimes me.”

“I’m not a jerk, you’re just weird sometimes.” He protested weakly, then rolled his eyes. “It’s definitely weird.” He decided. He pulled the bottle away as he noticed that it was empty, setting it aside to watch the baby’s eyes droop.

“I am not mushy.”

soleilbordeaux:

She grins a little sheepishly. “We got into a timely rhythm while you were gone.” She nods. “I even started waking up a couple minutes before he started fussing in the morning.” She laughs. “Weird latent biological stuff man. Babies are weird.” She smiles down at Jack, stoking his little cheek before she huffs out a small sigh.

“It’s dumb to tell me not to worry because I am going to worry about stuff. About you and about people and– I dunno. It’s just who I am. I worry. But you’re back and so that’s one less thing to worry about.” She mumbles, rubbing her cheek against his chest in an affectionate manner as she settled into a comfortable position.

“That really is weird.” Lincoln agreed, shaking his head. “Guess it makes sense in an odd sort of way, maybe.” He looked down at the baby with a soft smile, enjoying the sight of the child. It was still kind of amazing to him, that he’d managed to help make something so perfect.

“Well, good. You need to worry a little less. It would probably mean that I would get punched less.” He teased with a smirk. “I mean, if you want to worry, worry about your vegetables.”

soleilbordeaux:

“It’ll be fine.” She rolls her eyes rubbing Jack’s little foot absently as she finished her own food, sitting back and patting her belly, full.

“But not too soon, right now there’s a wee babe that is happy to cuddle us.” She smiles. “Which is what we should do.” She nods as she grabs his plate and sets it into the sink nudging them toward the couch before she went back into the kitchen to make Jack a bottle. When she comes back out the hands it to Lincoln and curls up on the couch, resting her head against his arm.

“I’m exhausted and I feel like I haven’t done shit today.”

Lincoln shrugged and moved to the couch, Jack fussing a bit in his arms. He knew the baby was hungry, and was about to ask her to take him when she came out with a bottle and he smiled. “I was about to ask you to take him while I did that.” He said, taking the bottle and starting to feed the baby.

His free arm went around her when she leaned against him. “That’s why you shouldn’t worry so much. It makes you tired.”

soleilbordeaux:

“You’re being so mean! Jack is a good boy and he will be a normal little kid so– of course he will have his bratty moments but I am sure he will love hanging out with his dad in the shop.” She nods taking another bite before giving Jack some.

At this little mention of the future, more specifically a future with her in it, Soleil smirks. “Yeah? Well I think you’re getting way ahead of yourself buddy. You have another year before that happens.” She smiles. “He’s not even walking so we should enjoy him in an his pudgy cute rolley cuddly sweetness. Soon he won’t wanna cuddle me, what’s a girl to do?!” She cries out dramatically before tickling Jack’s side.

“Well duh case and point!” She teases. “But you know… Like leather jacket and motorcycle riding with a grumpy exterior.” She smirks.

“Jack is gonna be a great kid, sure, but all kids are curious and like to put things in their mouths. Anti-freeze is very poisonous, and so he can play somewhere else.” He shrugged, nto seeing the big deal.

“Yeah, you may have a point there.” He agreed, going a bit serious at the mention of the future. Maybe he was getting ahead of himself, but it felt like she fit too well into his life. “You’re right. The future will be here soon enough.” He agreed with a nod.

“Well, in that case, I guess I’m a bad boy.” He laughed. “Never thought about it, I guess.”

soleilbordeaux:

“Yeah but he wants to be big, like us.” She reasons, sticking her spoon in the gravy again, laughing when he opened his mouth like a little fish when he saw her do it.

“Oh stooooop,” She says again. “You will too! By the time he is hold enough to run he will understand ‘don’t put that in your mouth, dumb dumb!’ It’ll be good.” She smiles, wiping his mouth before taking a bite herself, shaking her head. “Nah, she never liked the bad boy type. She used to date them too.”

“He wants a lot of things, I’m sure.” Lincoln stated, shaking his head as he took a bite of his own food.

“Just because he understands things, doesn’t mean that he’ll obey. I never obeyed my parents.” He told her with a roll of his eyes. “Besides, then he’ll be getting big enough for his own bed, which means he’ll want to get up and come see us in the middle of the night.”

“Bad boy type? I’ve got a kid.”

soleilbordeaux:

“So stingy! It’s like he didn’t miss us at all!” She huffs dramatically to Jack, but grins up at Lincoln. “Oh my god shut up, you’ll love it. Soon as you see him take his first step. Your hardass exterior doesn’t work on me anymore, and I’m young and springy, I’ll run after him.” Soleil purses her lips a little bit at that. “She probably wouldn’t have liked you. The hair.”

“Not like he won’t get his own dinner.” Lincoln protested lightly, then shook his head. “Nope. I will groan because that means I’ll have to chase him. And won’t be able to have him in the garage anymore.”

He laughed, smoothing a hand through his hair. “I guess she didn’t like long hair?”

soleilbordeaux:

“You like me.” She grins at him, laughing as Jack reaches for the fork. “He just wants to try some, here.” Soleil sticks her spoon in the gravy and lets him try some. “Mmm, is that good?” She grins at him before rolling her eyes at Lincoln. “Naaah. It’ll be good! He’s growing and stuff, it’s kind of amazing to watch. Babies are neat. You’re neat Jack.” She grins. “Like a cute lil sponge.” Soleil swings her legs under the table a little bit, nudging Lincoln’s leg with a wink. “You gunna let me sleep over tonight?”

“Mostly.” He teased, then smirked as he watched her feed the baby. “I’m not giving him my food. It’s mine.” He told her almost childishly, then shook his head. “No, it’ll be hell. He’ll get into everything. Then he’ll start running and we’ll both be in trouble.”

He raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know, think your mom will say yes?” He teased.

soleilbordeaux:

“Ugh you’re the worst.” She groans, rubbing her face, smiling a little still as she sat down too, covering a yawn. “He deserves to be spoiled! He’s precious. And how can you spoil a baby this day and age. It’s just love, givin’ him my love because he deserves it.” She grins, reaches over to playfully pinch his chubby cheek.

“Anyway, hush and eat and quite contradicting me.”

“You’re ridiculous.” He stated, shaking his head before he started to eat. He growled playfully at the baby when he tried to grab at his fork, holding it out of reach as his other arm kept him firmly seated. “It’s gonna be hell when he starts walking.”

soleilbordeaux:

“It does fit!” She huffs. “And you tried to pull that lone wolf shit on me when we first met, but too bad, you liked me too much.” She beams at that as she sets his bowl onto the table then her own.

She turns around, clearly scandalized, with her mouth hanging open in dismay. “Lincoln Percival Anderson! You take that back right now! Jack is the most precious bug in the whole world, aren’t you buddy?” She coos to him.

“I have a baby. That means I’m definitely not lone wolf.” He argued. “And that wasn’t lone wolf shit, that was just me not wanting to hurt you.”

He rolled his eyes as he sat at the table, Jack on his knee. “You’re going to spoil him before he’s a year old.” He accused.

soleilbordeaux:

“Mr. Badass Lone Wolf got lonely?” Soleil turns then, hands on her hips. “Alert the authorities, history can still be made post-apocalypse!” She laughs then, until her eyes tear up and she has to wipe at them. She looks up at him batting her eyelashes. “Are you sure you missed me?!”

Soleil moves to get some plates. “I’m kidding, of course. I missed you too. Thought about you every day.” She nods. “I was worried but – you know, at least I’d have this cute baby to remember you by.”

“Badass lone wolf? That doesn’t fit.” He decided, shaking his head. “I’m just a mechanic, not a badass.” He informed her, rolling his eyes as she laughed. “Not really.” He teased dryly.

“True, he is cuter than me for now. But he’ll grow up ugly, probably.” He said, looking down at the boy with a smirk.

soleilbordeaux:

“Me either. I like my smooth face the way it is.” But at that she shrugs another shoulder. She did alright with Jack, there were no emergencies and he didn’t seem to fussy so she considered it a win. “Well I like him so, you know, he’s obviously the cuter of you two. The reason I stick around.” She teases.

She could feel the warmth of him looming over him before she felt him, a peal of laughter fell from her lips as she shied away, ticklish a little. But her hand slid through his hair and she turned to kiss his temple. “It better have been.” She smirks glancing up at him. “And you must have missed me because somethin’ got into you.”

“So do I, it’s good that way.” He agreed happily enough, then mock scowled at her. “Hey, that’s mean. It’s true, but mean.” He protested lightly. He knew for a fact the baby was cuter, but he was pretty sure she was sticking around for him too.

“Me? Nothing got into me at all.” He told her. “Just missed you. It got a little lonely out there.”

soleilbordeaux:

Soleil smiles at him from the stove,shrugging. “He had to deal with me for a week and I think I was a sad excuse. No beard.” She teases, shrugging as she stirred the pots.

“Bed was cold.” She mumbles.

“I don’t think you could pull off a beard.” He teased her with a smile. “But I’m sure he was fine with you. He likes you.” In fact, he had no doubt the baby would be seeing her as important in his life before long.

“So was mine.” He said, smirk spreading across his face as he stepped behind her, holding Jack in one arm as he leaned to nuzzle at her neck. “Cold and lonely.”

soleilbordeaux:

Soleil grins when he kisses her, beaming like a big dumb. “Yeah? You’re welcome. Dinners in the fridge so… I’ll heat it up.” She says shuffling into the kitchen.

“I think Jack was really missing you.”

“Sounds delicious.” He said, moving to follow her into the kitchen, then leaned against the counter, letting the baby play with his fingers. “Well, I definitely missed him. I don’t like being away from him like that.”

soleilbordeaux:

“You are totally being gendered!” She laughs, hands on her hips. But when Lincoln called her out for straightening up a bit she lifted a sheepish shoulder.

“Well we spent a lot of time cooped up in here, sort of afraid to go outside so, you know?” She sagged a little tiredly. It had been tense around here and Soleil, being the ball of work and stress that she always was, has a hard time falling asleep, afraid she’s not wake up if someone happened to Jack or on the base.

“It’s alright though? I mean I didn’t want to move anything! ”

“I am not! If he was a girl, I’d be trying to get him to say wrench. Or her. I don’t know anymore.” He said, shaking his head. He had no idea what he was even saying right now, if he was honest.

“It looks great.” He said, leaning to kiss her lightly. “Thank you.” He didn’t care how his house looked, if she wanted to clean it or rearrange it, it didn’t matter. As long as he could still find things, that was what counted.

soleilbordeaux:

“We’ve been observing a lot of wildlife and stuff, rude! He likes the bugs and bunnies.” She smiles. “Don’t be so gendered.” Sticking her tongue out at Lincoln, she opened the door and ushered him in. She’s straightened up a bit and there were fresh flowers on the table.

“Home sweet home. Did you miss us?”

“I’m not being gendered! Just getting him used to mechanics and stuff.” He protested. He knew Jack would probably be helping him for awhile, at least until the kid knew what he wanted to do.

He smiled as he walked in, glancing around to take it all in before looking back to her. “All the time. I see you moved my dust around though. It looks good.”

soleilbordeaux:

Soleil smiles watching Lincoln with Jack, it was precious. He could sometime seem sort of hard, all edges and motor oil but he softened around his son and it made Soleil feel all warm and gooey. “Okay.” She grins and slides her little hand into his.

“Well while you were gone we worked on saying bunny, didn’t we handsome?!” Soleil smiles. “He’s trying.”

“Bunny, huh? That’s a very manly sort of word.” He teased her with a smirk. “Maybe I can teach him to say wrench. Or something like that. Can you say wrench, Jack?” He asked, but the baby was busy watching a bird and he shrugged. “Oh well.”

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