i am my brother's keeper

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blueprintheart‌:

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Her eyes rolled as she shook her head, “Interest in what? Going out for dinner with you? Don’t we basically hang out all the time and you know I love food? That’s all the interest that’s needed…” She confessed, then chuckled once more, “Wow. Smooth.”

“date style, ruth. date style.” he tried to throw this particular obliviousness to social cues onto his unending relaxed nature, this time. for however far it would get him, anyway. “and thank you, babydoll, i do try every now ‘n’ again... for the kids, you know. you, too--the kids, and you. i’d do it either way. money’s for the kids. smoothness’ for you. you know.” 

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blueprintheart:

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Ruth couldn’t help but chuckle at Ezra’s confession, “God, don’t you have it so. hard? And here I was thinking I would actually be worth the cash and I might actually be underestimating my value but no - you’re the desperate one.”

“hey, hey. don’t go doin’ me like that,” he tuts, but the smirk was still well intact, “you ain’t exactly showed too much interest around this way yourself, if you wanna go there. just now when you need a favor, right... ? i couldn’t show you anything that was up to your value in one date anyway.”

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“This is gonna come across as me being a tad desperate, but I’ve arranged this charity silent auction dinner to fundraise for a community youth center. Long story short, I don’t know how well my ego would take it if no one bid for the ‘Dinner  Date with Junior Partner, Ruth Flores’, so if I send you the link and you see no one else has bid on it, will you put in $50? I’ll totally pay you back.” 

“you know i will, come on now,” ezra’s smooth baritone was drawled through a smile, dancing slightly with the laughter that unevenly lifted his words. the grin he wore was lopsided, it actually hinted at a smirk, more, as a single dimple of his formed. but his arms folded as he rested leaned his weight on his shoulder, casually against the wall, with his heavy brows lifting before he continued, “an’ you think you sound desperate. i’da put in a lot more’n fifty if you hadn’t sold yourself so short. shoot... only kinda comp’ny i’ve been havin’ lately is the ladies at the studio.”

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[ angel💕 ]: See, I knew that one, I know you like being referred to as such ;^)

[ angel💕 ]: But the other one. Is it the flavoured milk thing ?????

[ angel💕 ]: 'Wifey talk', I'll only call it that once I see a ring on this finger tbh !

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: DANG IT i KNEW i was gonna get it wrong!

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: ya the milk shooters was the other thing

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: im icing u out next time i c u lil lady

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: i am the ring pop mac daddy

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[ angel💕 ]: Wait wait wait

[ angel💕 ]: I absolutely know what the first one was, but what's the second one

[ angel💕 ]: But to answer your question: Idk probably

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: the papito word you mentioned counts

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: u should know by now that's wifey talk

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: winkity wink

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[ angel💕 ]: You're the only 'leche' I can stand, papito

[ angel💕 ]: That's disgusting

[ angel💕 ]: ...

[ angel💕 ]: Flavored milk I can accept, plain? No

[ angel💕 ]: Speaking of which my roommate made me try chocolate banana milk and it was surprisingly good ? Do shots of that

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: did you just ask me to marry you

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: u must not know me that was literally 2 marriage proposals

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: in addition 2 a heart destroying insult but

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: that's not the focus right now

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[ angel💕 ]: Superangel saves the day once again

[ angel💕 ]: I slept a little so now I'm not tired ! That's how, silly

[ angel💕 ]: Ew no !!!

[ angel💕 ]: I'll delete your phone contact !!!! I will !!!

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: how do u even like me im like 75% leche

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: i do like... shots. shots of milk

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: that's a lie i only shoot strawberry milk

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[ angel💕 ]: Mmmm yes but,

[ angel💕 ]: I fell asleep at my desk so it's good that you did

[ angel💕 ]: I would go to bed but I'm not sure if I'm tired enough

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: poor thing

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: glad i could help tho. u know. superangel to the rescue.

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: lol how rn't you sure if ur tired enough to sleep at a desk! do u need some...

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: m i l k

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[ angel💕 ]: I'm sorry :^(

[ angel💕 ]: I'm proud that you're quitting though! If that means anything

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: silly

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: that means EVERYTHING.

[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: uhoh wait did i wake you up?

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[ mickeymouse🎀 ]: i can't sleep

[ mickeymouse 🎀]: quitting smoking is HARD

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tcgetherness:

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mickey all but skipped to the car hand in hand with angel, free hand coming to cover her mouth as she attempted ( and FAILED ) not to crack another smile. the dramatics to deliver her to the passenger’s seat of the convertible were SILLY, but APPRECIATED, and she found herself giggling softly once seated. she’d missed little things like this.

❝  aaaaand… ?? ❞   she repeated in the time he took to pause between words, the news that followed only exciting her more.

❝  ME ?? in charge’a th’RADIO ?? ❞  what a PRIVILEGE !!

his request to know what she had been up to lately is met with the tiniest shrug of one shoulder. it HAD been quite sometime, but, had she anything to show for all of that time. legs crossed as she appeared to really ponder the question. tried to pull any significant happening from her memory.

❝  ‘s been a long time, yeah, i… ‘ve been workin’, really. two jobs goin’ f’me..OH !! ❞  suddenly she sat straight, turning to him with the same excitement she had expressed about their trip.  ❝  we pu’ on a musical at th’school i work at - big hit. never saw kids so excited abou’ stage shows. ❞  she informed, beaming with pride that her project had gone well without much issue.

------❝  no way--a MUSICAL!?❞  

she’d lit him up now. angel’s eyes were squished with how much that made his smile grow, how his cheeks pushed up at his lower lids. and not only from the adoration he always held for kids (which had always been potent in its pull on him) , but from how clearly Mickey seemed to have gotten a kick from it as well. seeing her happy was a far more personal joy for him, and it tickled him pink to see the  p r i d e  that was exuding from her from it.

❝  aw man, wait but does that mean I missed out on it? you were out here runnin’ baby broadway and I couldn’t even catch a show? ❞  

by then the wind had picked up from their speed, working a pleasant breeze that accompanied the spring weather perfectly for a ride like theirs and sending their hair in gentle flutters behind them,  

❝  Please tell me you guys still have a few more shows--or like, at least got some DVDs I can get!❞

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the moment he chose to ponder her question didn’t make her very NERVOUS, she could almost tell that, no matter the outcome, they would be getting their froyo. despite this, she waited patiently as if there really was a chance he would say no, hands finding one another and clasping in front of her.

when he pulled his keys from his pocket, her grin returned, and she bounced a bit where she stood. it was as if she were a child. outings had become rare for her these days - she was simply so BUSY. this was more than exciting.

❝  psh, y’know i do !! ❞

With his teeth poking out of his chipmunk’s smile, Angel rushed to take Mickey’s hand, hurrying with her to the passenger’s side of his convertible, and opening the door for her in an overly-ornate fashion: bowing as he let her in, and chuckling to himself.

“Oh, and, aaaaaand,” he said again, only once he was seated behind the steering wheel, “Because I love you so much, and know you have killer taste and everything: I’ll let you be in charge of the radio.”

“But you gotta tell me what you’ve been up to, first! I feel like I haven’t seen you in forever!”

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❝  froyo !!❞

the word left in varying pitches, ACCENTUATING the exclamation as if the name had slipped down a SLIDE, shooting up and out off a curved end. accompanying this excitement was a GRIN that replaced former neutrality of her face.

❝  tha’ IS the best idea in th’world !! c’n we really go like righ’ NOW ?? ❞

“...well...”

For a moment, just for the sake of teasing, Angel feigned a moment of second-guessing the offer. Lips pursed, and shoulders drawing upward into a shrug, he gave a pensive look to the sky. He gave the performance less than a handful of seconds to toy with her, though. It was all it took for his hand to sneak into his back pocket, and to reappear once more with his car keys now dangling from his fingers.

“Hope you like ridin’ with the top down, little lady,” he said.

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this one?

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“Oh my gosh...”

 Angel gasped, letting his mouth hang even after it had passed out of sound.

“I got it. I got like the best idea in the world, Mickey, I’m not even joking,” he said, staring as intensely as he could.

“Let’s go get froyo.”

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angel tryna look hard:

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