Sneaky!
Shane Hollander x gn!teen! reader (Ilya mentioned)
Sorry it's been a while, hope you enjoy!
Your phone buzzed through your jeans, as you turned towards the steps. Hopefully that was Amber letting you know that she had arrived and was waiting near the end of the street like you told her to as to not be seen from the many windows your house had. If even one detail in this elaborate plan wasn’t followed to the letter then you could say goodbye to fresh air for the next twenty years, you could probably kiss it bye forever at this point. Let’s set the record straight you are not a bad child, your fathers know this you know this it’s common knowledge at this point that you are a goody two shoes through and through. Boring like your dad and most of the time you wouldn’t have it any other way.
Sneaking out like the name implies was very much frowned upon in the Rozanov-Hollander household, but this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and you could not take being called boring by the Pike girls any longer. Somehow Amber had gotten tickets to see one of her favorite bands that you could not remember the name to as you were more focused on not letting your presence be known on these old ass steps you have. To make a long story short Amber Pike scored some concert tickets her dad, your Uncle Hayden said he didn’t want to drive that far to hear a band he’d never heard of till two seconds ago and since she doesn’t have her licenses; enter you freshly licensed and eager to prove you have at least the potential to be cool. All well and good till you mentioned it to your dads and were immediately shut down by Mr.Boring because, “You're too new a driver to go that far with just Amber” and the classic “It’s just not safe.”
This was your chance and you were not going to let some steps, your lack of experience on the road, and one of your two dads (Papa said yes originally and then dad so no so it was rescinded) stop you from having a fun night of teenage rebellion.
The steps were totally cliche, creaking every step of the way as if the house was built in the 1800s, nevertheless you were up for the challenge. You feel like a pro dodging and distributing your weight so that you don’t disturb the peaceful slumber of your parents. Your phone buzzes again, she probably wants you to hurry, tired of waiting outside for you. You start slipping on your shoes carefully to avoid making noise. Once your shoes are on you debate a jacket but decide to suffer through without as you don’t have a jacket downstairs. Your hand is on the doorknob already celebrating your victory when you feel the piercing gaze of a disappointed father from behind.
“You're seriously not gonna take a jacket?”
The noise you let out wasn’t a sound you were aware you had in you, as all at once the lights clicked on and your dad was standing at the top of the steps with his hands on the banister looking down at you. You put one of your hands out towards him like you’re trying to calm down an animal and the other one on your chest as if to soothe your racing heart.
“What the hell! You scared the shit out of me dad!” Probably not the best thing to yell at your visible angry dad, but for a second you did genuinely think that you were going to die. I mean now you are most definitely going to but that’s besides the point.
“ I scared the shit out of you? You scared the shit out of me! What the hell do you think you're doing?” He’s whispering yelling you imagine so it doesn’t wake up his better half which you're grateful for. As he starts to walk down the steps that took you at least 10 mins to conquer you fully debate booking it. I mean could you outrun a three time cup winner in his prime hell no but now he’s old and your dad and you would really just have to make it to the driveway unlock your car and he’s at the bottom of the steps now.
“What were you thinking?” his voice is much softer this time, you guess it’s because he can see how scared you look right now.
“ I don’t know…Amber is outside waiting for me. We were just going to go to that stupid concert. I'm sorry dad, I just wanted to have fun with my friend.” Great snitch on Amber why don’t you, and better yet blame this whole “adventure” on wanting to have fun with your friends, could you be more lame right now? This night just keeps getting better and better!
“Honey Ambers not outside, Jacki caught her trying to leave an hour ago and called me. I didn’t believe you were going to do anything till I heard the steps creak.” The way he’s looking at you makes you feel like you're five years old again and tried to sneak a cookie before dinner, except this a million times worse because you actually did betray his trust.
“Amber snitched on me!” Easier to focus on this than the fact that your dad looks like you just shot his dog in front of him. Lightening the mood and shifting blame to Amber may make him look less like he’s lost all trust in you. It now clicks that the reason your phone was buzzing so much was Amber trying to tell you that she got caught.
“Take your shoes back off and put your pajamas back on. I'm gonna go wake up Ilya and then we’ll have a family discussion about this.” He doesn’t even blink at your attempt at a joke, just stares at the door instead of you. I guess you both know how to unintentionally stomp on each other's hearts.
“Wait, I know what I did was wrong and why we don’t need to have a family discussion. I seriously don’t need both of you guys to be mad at me, one is bad enough.” Your desperate plea for mercy falls on deaf ears as hes already turned his back to you and is starting up the steps again to wake Ilya. You know he’ll forgive you eventually because he loves you more than anything in the entire world, but you would like to be forgiven right now.
“I’m not mad at you and Papa certainly isn’t but we are disappointed and together collectively we need to discuss how to prevent this from happening again. I’ll be back down in a few minutes, ok?” He of course refuses to absolve you of this guilt just yet, but he does turn around and look you in the eye when tells you he’s disappointed in you. Progress!
Your hand hovers near the door knob and you think maybe I can run away and start a new life in the city and not have to deal with the embarrassment of a family discussion and the guilt that is already eating you alive of disappointing your dad.
“Yeah, ok.”
“You try and make a break for it and I can guarantee you I’ll throw you over my shoulder like when you were little and have you back in this house before your feet even touch the driveway.” He says it seriously and you know he means it too but there is a lightness to the way he says it that makes you know that this too will pass.
So, Papa was awoken and he got a good laugh at you and Amber's frankly pathetic attempt at teenage rebellion which got him his own separate lecture from Shane. Eventually it was decided you would be grounded from skating, any and all electronics, your keys would be taken away for at least 4 months and you would also have to write a five paragraph essay for you dads to read about why what you did was wrong and how much you regret the choices you made. Amber was grounded for about a month before one of her sisters did something so diabolical they forgot she had tried to sneak out. You being an only child were not so lucky but your sentence was reduced after Shane read your oscar worthy essay.
So, a wins a win right?
