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“As long as we don’t die, this is going to be one hell of a story.”
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Chocolate Bacon Cupcakes
❝ My line of work isn’t something one can easily forget. ❞
Castiel slowly sits as he speaks to the glass on the counter, wrapping tired fingers around it while thumbing the rim. Alcohol has no effect but he downs the liquid anyway. Probably due to just simply being a respectful entity rather than playing pretend at normal and human pretenses.
❝ Then you just have to drink more. ❞
After finishing another round of drinks, he walked over to the corner where his new guest was sitting, replacing the empty shot glass with a full one. Wade took his job in the Grey Gull very seriously, which meant that he would never allow a sad face to sit alone at the counter. It was an unspoken bar rule.
❝ Wanna tell your bartender your problems? It’s an American tradition. ❞
Duke’s eyes squinted as soon as the words left Wade’s mouth.
“You want me to stay?”
“What? Can’t I pay my big brother a visit? For old time’s sake?”
❈ Wade raised an eyebrow, looking at his brother like ‘did you really just asked?’
❝ Of course I want you to stay! It’s like you said, it’s been a long time. ❞
Figuring that neither of them would hit the hay anytime soon, the older Crocker moved to the living room where they could at least be comfy.
❝ I didn’t say I’m not happy to see you, but you could announce yourself and... I don’t know... arrive earlier? ❞
“Mm, I’d have to disagree there. Cupcakes are life. Bacon is a close second though. Figure out how to combine the two and your man after my heart.”
Watching Wade placing the meat on the table, Lexie looked at everything he’d cooked. She didn’t know if she’d even had anyone cook her this much before. She was lucky if she could make waffles.
“Do you always cook this much for brunch or are you trying to get on my good side?”
❝ I don’t think bacon cupcakes are impossible to make. I’ll remember to try making them for you next time. ❞
Wade mused, slightly confused but amused about her taste. After finishing cleaning the kitchen a bit and turning off the stove, he walked over to the table, gesturing her to have a seat.
❝ If you plan on having brunch, it should be at least this much... But I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to impress you. ❞
Lexie looked from where his hand was around her wrist to him. Her first reaction to pull away, she knew nothing about him. She didn’t how ever; maybe it was just a Crocker thing but he was saying things she needed to hear. She’d been so so weird about Lexie this, Audrey that that she hasn’t had any time for herself. It was hard work being Audrey Parker and even harder being Audrey Parker, pretending to be Lexie DeWitt. She could figure out the Troubles and have a life. Both Sara and Lucy had one, why not her?
“Wade Crocker, are you asking me out without my bodyguard’s permission?
She was joking of course and the smile that replaced the worried look on her face showed that. Of course she knew neither Duke or Nathan would be happy with finding out she’d been hanging around with Wade or was making plans with her. He was right however, she was her own person. This might turn the guard off their whole ‘fall in love with Nathan and kill him plan’ also; two birds one stone.
"I’m sure I can find an excuse to leave them behind. Besides, everyone seems leery of you.. I want to see for myself if you should be ran out or town or not.”
❈ Leery? Wade raised an eyebrow in surprise. He didn’t know that. The only one, who seemed leery of him was some of the police - which he figured was probably because he was related to Duke (and he knew Duke was a troublemaker) - and his brother himself.
❝ Now you’re breaking my heart! I’m very trustworthy. ❞
The Crocker clutched his chest theatrically, joking before turning more serious, a smile still adorning his features.
❝ But I would be very happy if you could come over for brunch on Sunday... ❞
Now that she had more or less agreed to meet him again, he could feel the load being taken off his mind. He visibly relaxed, slowly unloosening his grip yet still holding onto her wrist-- something he seemed to have forgotten about..
goldheartedduke replied to the ask:
“Seriously? It’s been forever since we saw each other and that’s how you treat me?”
It wasn’t Duke’s fault he took everything too seriously. If Wade told him he could stop by anytime he wanted, then Duke would as well to do so, no matter what time it was.
“Need a place to stay for the night– I’ll be gone before you even notice.”
Another groan escaped Wade’s throat, fingers massaging his temple.
❝ It’s been forever since we saw each other and you don’t even plan on staying after the night? What are you doing here in the first place? ❞
axdreyparker: REPLY TO THE ASK
“Bacon is magic.“
❝ You mean bacon is life. ❞
Wade laughed, placing the freshly grilled and incredibly delicious smelling pieces of meat on the table. He had done well with preparing the brunch. Eggs, bacon, sea food, bread, salad, fruits, juice and of course coffee. A little of each but enough to start a good day.
Accidents happen all the time.
Send one of the following for my muse’s response.
☹ For yours to accidentally hit mine in the face with the door. ↘ For yours to accidentally make mine trip on the stairs. ♨ For mine to accidentally burn yours with coffee. ✄ For mine to accidentally break a glass and get yours cut. ♥ For mine to accidentally bite yours too hard while kissing. ♕ For yours to accidentally hit their head with mine’s head. ❊ both of them to accidentally fall right into a thorn bush. ☄ For both of them to accidentally get bitten by a furious dog. ✚ For both of them to accidentally get food poisoned. ⊙⊙ For yours to accidentally get soap in mine’s eyes. ✗ For mine to accidentally cause an allergic reaction to yours.
Lexie watched Wade, she hit some sort of cord with him but she couldn’t tell which one. The Crocker brothers were two different man. Duke was easy to read, wore his heart of his shelve. Wade however proved hard to get a read on.
“ – maybe you’re right. Taking on Audrey’s identity might not solve anything.. But my life as Lexie is over. Everything, everyone I knew was a lie. I don’t know who or what I am anymore.”
Resting on the bar, she knew the fun was over. In Haven the fun never lasted thanks to the Troubles. Part of her was glad Wade asked the questions he did to lead to this, she had been hanging on to it since getting here. She no longer had Nathan or Duke to talk to.
“I’m sorry maybe I should just leave.”
Apparently both had hit a nerve, but Wade was quick to react, almost like a reflex already. He remembered how his wife used to do these kind of things and then it would always be his job to apologize and make things better. The situation with Lexie wasn’t too different. If he let her walk out right now, the evening would be remembered as a disaster with him as the douche of the day-- and Wade wanted her to remember him as someone she could come and talk to anytime and about everything that was on her mind. He wanted her to want to come back. To be needed by her.
❝ Wait, don’t leave! ❞
He pleaded, grabbing her by her wrist, tightly and with no intention of letting her go.
❝ I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just--... I don’t care who or what you are. Lexie, Audrey - it doesn’t matter. Those are just names defined by what they did and experienced in the past. You are yourself and you can make new memories anytime you want. ❞
Wade paused for a moment, hesitating to ask what he wanted to ask. It would be a bold and risky move, but he needed to confirm that he hadn’t put her off yet. Maybe he could turn it into some kind of light-hearted and half-serious joke? A small smile tucked at the corner of his lips.
❝ Let’s say... this Sunday for example? ❞
A Christmas Story
The moment the door bell rang, Duke already knew who was ringing it– it was past 5 and Haven’s winters were harsh, no one in their right mind would be outside that early unless they needed to.
When Duke finally got to the door, his whole face lit up as he pulled Wade into a hug. He didn’t even remember the last time he had seen Wade, he only remembered it had been a while and that he missed having him around.
“You really came!”
The moment the door swung open, a broad smile spread on his face.
❝ Duke! I’ve missed you, brother! ❞
He exclaimed cheerfully, every trace of fatique blown away, as he held onto his little brother. Inwardly, Wade was rejoicing; he never got the chance to call anyone ‘brother’ or ‘daddy’ except for those rare opportunities in Haven.
❝ Mom’s here, too! Where’s dad? ❞
The Past Is In The Past
masonjennifer: REPLY TO THE ASK
Jennifer found herself taking a step back as Wade spoke. She absently reached to her neck and let her fingers brush the scar that was there. The scar that he had left there. “Well the past for us is you cutting me to the point of leaving a scar to get to my blood. If Duke hadn’t of shown up you probably would have killed me!”
Her voice was a bit shaky. Being around him now made her nervous. Did he really expect her to let things go just like that?
It was just as Wade thought; she was scared of him... and justifiably so. He was aware of what he had done to her and it was inexcusable-- in her opinion. That much Wade understood, but he also understood that Jennifer was kind-hearted and a bit naive. Maybe he could get her to forgive him?
❝ You have every right to be angry at me, but I would have never killed you. ❞
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Being woken up was something no one liked. Wade was not an exception–but being woken up by Lexie was something different.Wade knew no one in Haven would ever bother to ask him for his opinion. It was something he slowly got used to, however if Lexie was looking for his company, there must have been something big going on.
❝ Lexie? What… are you doing here? ❞
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❝ What the fuck, Duke... Do you know what time it is? ❞
Wade groaned, obviously displeased about the sudden visit. Sure, he had said to his brother that he could come by anytime he wanted, but what Wade didn’t mean was Duke literally bursting into his home while he was already asleep.
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