tonight the screaming hurts

nightingale hannigan. gale. sixteen. victim of circumstance, but not much else.

[nightingale-hannigan]

[talonhannigan-blog]

He sighed softly, tugging at her shirt one last time before letting it go. I thought I would be the last person you should be awkward with. I want you to be comfortable with me. 

Don’t worry about that, I’ll steal his phone before he can do anything with it. Or I’ll smash it.

[nightingale-hannigan]

Gale frowned slightly when he let go of her shirt, though didn’t say anything about it. I am comfortable with you. But stuff like…that is awkward. Always. Still no more dancing. Sorry, you’ll live.

[robinhannigan-blog-blog]

I already got enough anyway. What kind are you making?

[nightingale-hannigan]

I'll be deleting that later. It's supposed to be chocolate but it..doesn't look right.

[talonhannigan-blog]

Her flushed cheeks only made him smirk as he reached out to tug her shirt from her grip. I like to think it is. 

Good, because it really was cute. I think I should put music on more often if you’re going to dance.

[nightingale-hannigan]

His smirk only made her blush more, and she frowned a little as he tugged her shirt away from her fingers. Ever-needing to be moving (especially when she felt this awkward), her one hand moved to play with her bracelet instead. It is, it's just..awkward. Really awkward. Yeah, no. No more dancing, especially since Robin's taken to recording me.

[talonhannigan-blog]

Then it’s lucky no one else is here to hear it. Besides, I think the second is something to boast about. 

You are, but you shouldn’t be. It was cute.

[nightingale-hannigan]

Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she dipped her head, idly playing with her shirt. Uh --...I..yeah, I guess. ...Slightly less embarrassed, then.

[talonhannigan-blog]

But I’m your big brother and I’ve seen you dancing, falling, sleeping, snoring, showering, moaning. I’ve seen it all. 

[nightingale-hannigan]

Pretty sure big brothers aren't supposed to normally see those last two things, y'know. Not that I'm complaining, buuut you might not want to boast about it.

And I'm still allowed to be embarrassed.

[robinhannigan-blog-blog]

Rather than say anything, Robin quickly gets a video of his dancing sister.

[nightingale-hannigan]

Robin. How about we stop blackmailing me and you help me make this before Wren and Talon turn thirty instead of eighteen? At this rate, I'll be lucky to have this ready by then.

[nightingale-hannigan]

[talonhannigan-blog]

Really? What are you embarrassed about?

[nightingale-hannigan]

Because you just walked in on me dancing like an ass when I thought I was home alone? Pretty sure just about everyone would find that embarrassing.

[talonhannigan-blog]

All of it. Wanna come over here and do it?

[nightingale-hannigan]

...No. I'm gonna go crawl in the oven with my brownies now.

[talonhannigan-blog]

If I weren’t so hungover, this would be amusing. Nope, still amusing.

[nightingale-hannigan]

How much of that did you see?

[nightingale-hannigan]

[nightingale-hannigan]

[nightingale-hannigan]

sethklaus:

Doesn’t matter, you’re still a little bird. 

Damn my mother for being obsessed with bird names.

[sethklaus-blog-blog]

I will call you that forever, because you’re always gonna be my little bird.

[nightingale-hannigan]

You're hardly older than me, you can't really call me little.

[sethklaus-blog-blog]

Whatever you say, little bird.

[nightingale-hannigan]

I feel like you're going to be calling me that forever. I'm not really a little bird anymore, y'know.

[sethklaus-blog-blog]

Any requests?

[nightingale-hannigan]

Anything...not that.