#-- ara

[lcadelacruz]

@aramayer​

location: De la Cruz & Mayer home

Truly, Lia couldn’t rightfully remember the last time she’d come home to an empty house. It was, near impossible. With the sheer number of pack members that welcomed themselves in and out with no second thought for anyone that actually lived there, it was any wonder they didn’t install a revolving door to the front entrance. Sometimes, given particular company, Lia might have even found it to be something of a godsend. The general hustle and bustle of a full kitchen left it far easier to ignore the shifting moment she felt her brother nearby. This time, however, current company were clearly not used to the heavy hanging tension that seemed to befall siblings after so many years of being damn near attached at the hip to..-- barely speaking.

 Slowly but surely, their family homes kitchen cleared out. Leaving behind a mess of plates and utensils as if they couldn’t have left quicker and though something grew far too thick in her throat, a familiar feeling that hinged itself to any moment that defined itself as something she wanted to talk about, but simply never did. Lia swallowed the feeling back and began gathering up the dirty dishes. “I haven’t seen either of them, have you?” Their parents, infinitely busy people among the pack and not all too strange to have gone a whole day without seeing them. “--- Hand me that glass..” The short gesture of her hand shifted as she reached to tuck blonde locks behind her ear, “Please.” Granted, she could have reached for it herself, some part of her didn’t want to force him to be any nearer to her than he chose to; Lia far too certain now, after so many years, that he was simply.. afraid of what she’d become; unpredictable, uncontrollable, and not anything like the sister he once knew -- through fault, entirely of her own.

[gcbbyrcmcs]

@aramayer​ location: mayer/de la cruz home

Known risks of the job, that was what he’d always told her and truly, she had to believe that because she trusted him enough to believe that he wouldn’t so willingly put himself into a situation that would end badly. He knew what he was doing, and after everything, there was very little that Gabriella wouldn’t trust Ara with, his own well being included. Long gone were the days that she sought to question him over his choice of career, gone was the incessant worry each and every time he was called out. Certainly, it wasn’t non-existent but there was a newly found level of comfort that left it impossible to believe that they were ever meant to be anything more than the best of friends. She’d only wished she’d figured that out sooner, saved herself the toxicity and pain of their long drawn out break up years before hand. 

When his mother had called and told her he’d been cleared and discharged from hospital, she’d barely thought twice before she’d swiped up her phone and purse, pointing herself in the direction of his family home knowing that would likely be where she’d find him. The walk wasn’t far, and by the time she’d made it to the front doorstep, already propped open as the cacophony of sounds inside only told her the place was full as it always was, Gabby had already placed an order from their favorite take out. “You.” she started, once she’d greeted the other wolves gathering in his mothers kitchen, soon flinging herself over the back of the couch to land within the pile of cushions beside him, “Have a serious hero complex, anyone ever told you that? Your mom called me.” A point she didn’t think to skip over as an explanation of the only reason she didn’t head into the hospital when she’d heard. 

[gcbbyrcmcs]

👀 xavier, ara or angel

“We’ve just skipped right on over specifics, huh? I think I’d like to photograph Angel if he ever let me, Ara is the best person to have a movie marathon with and Xavier .. well, he always made the late night walk home a little less cold. So, there. I’ve chosen - all of them get their own specific scenario in which I’d choose them.” @aramayer @xavicrmorgan @reapersoriano