Book: Open Heart
Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Genevieve McClure)
Word Count: 1360
Rating: G
Category: Fluff, Ethan POV
Trope(s): and they were at a conference, and... Miami, and they went on vacation
Summary: Ethan and Gen discuss their future while at a conference in Miami. Follow up to The Balcony (Part of 101 Smiles/TYB AU - Smiles Day 50)
Warnings: none
A/N: Do you guys remember during 101 Smiles when Ethan asked G to move in, while in Miami and they had The Talk, and I promised a fic of it and it just never happed. Well... a year later and it happened.
He takes her hand as they leave the resort grounds only for her to let it go once they get to the beach, laughing as she heads straight for the water. He smiles, watching as she twirls in the swash and sea foam.
They’ve been in Miami for two days now, trying their best to find enjoyment in the convention, and the party they just left. Truth be told, the only happiness Ethan has found the entire trip has come from her.
Waking up to the sound of the crashing waves and her peaceful face, falling asleep with her nestled to perfectly in his arms. It’s all reminding him of how much he craves her at his side every second of the day, how he desperately wants to spend the rest of his life with her.
Give her a house on the beach, so he can watch her dance around in the crashing waves everyday like he is now.
“The water back in Maine is never this warm. Especially not in February.” She looks back at him, smiling brightly, hair a tangled mess from the sea breeze.
“The water is warmest in winter here in Miami, about 72 degrees on average.”
“Of course you would know that.” She giggles, turning back towards the open ocean. “We never reach past 60 at home and that’s in the summer.” She twirls around again stopping as another wave crashes to the shore.
It melts his heart to watch her like this, so happy and free. Finding joy in the simplest of things. Ethan was never like that before her, even now - having been with her for well over six months - he still struggles to be as carefree as Genevieve.
But he’s learning, a little more every day.
“Come on, we’re supposed to be walking, not dancing.”
“Always ruining me fun.”
“Mm, fairly certain I was quite fun about 45 minutes ago, Rookie.”
She gives him a look, smirking as she leaves the water's edge and holds onto his arm.
They walk down the beach, her head on his shoulder, the only sound from the crashing waves. This late at night they’re virtually alone on the beach, and it makes this moment with her all the more precious.
And perhaps, also makes it the perfect opportunity to discuss what’s been on his mind for weeks.
“I’ve been thinking, quite a bit, about our talk last night.” Ethan looks down at Gen as they continue walking, memorizing the way the moonlight hits her face. “About being each others one constant.”
“What about it?” Her voice is quiet, almost lost to the sound of crashing waves.
“I don’t want to lose that.”
“What makes you think you will?”
“Nothing at the present moment, but…” He takes a breath, halting their movement and turning his body to face her. “We’ve never really discussed what a future together would be, what we want, if its something you want.”
“So let’s talk about it. It’s just you, me and the ocean. The only thing that could interrupt us is a stray crab or sea turtle.”
“Alright.” He takes a breath, looking down at the sand as they continue walking, searching for the courage to continue. “I would like it if you moved into the apartment with me. I know your residency is up in about six months time, but the boards will be no problem for you and the likelihood of you staying at Edenbrook and on the team is high. So, there really isn’t a need to worry about it not being permanent. But more importantly, I want you there.”
“And what if I don’t?”
“Pass the boards or stay at Edenbrook?”
“Edenbrook.”
“Then we go wherever you go.”
She stops walking, eyes wide and searching, “You’d just walkaway from Boston, pack up and move to wherever I get accepted to?”
“Absolutely. If it’s a choice between you and working for Leland Bloom, I’m choosing you. Honestly it's not even a choice. Where you go, I go, G.”
“Okay.” Her face melts into an expression of disbelief as she nods. Almost like she’s still unconvinced of his everlasting devotion to her. “I’m already at your place ninety percent of the time anyway.”
“Exactly.” Ethan brings their joined hands to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss to the back of her hand. “So, that’s a yes to moving in with me?”
“It's a yes.” Gen bites her lip, head tilted. “What about after that, I know you’ve said you don’t see the need for marriage, but –”
“When I said that I was also in complete denial about how much I love you.”
“Are you saying you’re changing your mind?”
“I’m saying it's not off the table.” Ethan pushes a piece of hair behind her ear, smiling softly. “Is that something you want? Getting married?”
“I don’t need to.”
“Be honest, Gen.”
“Are you sure? This is, like, some serious future talk. I don’t want to make you feel pressured.”
“I don’t. Tell me what you want.”
“I..” She pauses, taking a deep breath. “I want to get married. I don’t know if we’re even there yet but, I do want it. Eventually, like in another year or two.”
“Okay, then eventually, in a year or two, it is.”
“Wait, did you just -” She stares up at him, her expression so adorable, Ethan has to swallow back the urge to kiss it off her face. “Did you really just say you’d want to marry me?”
“I believe I did, yes. Can’t be that big of a surprise, Rookie. I think I’ve made it very clear that I want to be with you for the rest of my life.”
Gen giggles, leaning up to kiss him. So delicate and sweet, as if she’s afraid anything more could ruin the moment.
“I love you. So much.” She rests her forehead against his, fingers dancing across his jaw.
“I love you.”
They share a few more kisses in the moonlight, unafraid of who may stumble upon the beach and see. Because in this moment, Ethan is happier than he’s ever been.
“I don’t want to ruin the mood, but… I have a question.” She takes a step back, but reaches for his hand.
“What is it, G?”
“Do you… Have you…” Gen sighs in frustration, looking down at the sand. “Remember when we did that fMRI and you said you couldn’t see yourself having kids?”
“Yes.”
“How do you feel about that now? Because it’s something that I’ve always wanted, having kids, and if you don’t…” She looks up at him again, her green eyes hopeful and scared at the same time.
He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about that conversation many times. Most of those times falling somewhere in the last few months.
Ethan was telling the truth back then, children weren’t something he saw himself having. He worked too much, had too much unresolved pain from his childhood. The old, broken and jaded Ethan Ramsey never saw that life in his future, but now…
The man he is now, with Genevieve by his side, is lightyears away from that version of himself. The Ethan who has grown, learned how to love and what real love is, wants everything life has to offer.
“I won’t lie to you, G, I’m still not fully convinced that I’m cut out for parenting, but,” Ethan takes her face in his hands, smiling. “I think with you I could be a good father, because I want everything with you, Genevieve. Marriage, kids, a house with a yard, all of it.”
“Really?”
“Really. In fact, as embarrassing as this is going to sound, I may have thought about us having a daughter one day, and that she ends up looking just like you.”
“Ethan…” Her eyes well with tears, as she reaches up to kiss him again. “I want that too, but she has to have your blue eyes.”
“I’m alright with that.” Ethan laughs, pulling away from her completely. “So, it seems we’ve come to an agreement on the future then. You’ll move in, we’ll get married, and –”
“Live happily ever after.”
“Preciously.”
A/N: Don’t yell at me for ending it there... I tried but I couldn’t come up with something else I liked so I said fuck it.
[Image Description: Millie Coulro and Dr. Boris Habit from Smile For Me, along with a woman that resembles an older Millie, implied to be her mother. Millie is a young girl with light blue freckled skin, shoulder-length red hair, and violet eyes. She is wearing a teal and yellow baseball cap with a blue brim and P logo, a striped sleeveless shirt, and striped teal pants. She has her hands behind her back and looks uncomfortable. Millie's mother has light blue freckled skin and violet eyes, and her red hair is in a ponytail. She is wearing a dark teal t-shirt with a graphic of a golf hole and green (including a flag, a club, and a ball) and light grey pants. She is looking up at Boris with her arms crossed. Boris is a tall man with green skin, long curly red hair in a ponytail, and red eyes with orange sclera. He is wearing a pink t-shirt and blue pants. He is nervously scratching his head. They are all standing outside an outdoor hotel room, with the sun setting and two large bushes in the background. End ID.]
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“Please, Ms. Coulro, just...just call me Boris, alright?” He sighed, still appearing apologetic. “Im sorry, even if some Good came out of that...place, it was not run in the best way. I was Not in the best men-tall state when I’d set that up, and ev’ry one suffered in some way as a result...inn fact, it was another resident who helped Everyone Else, including Me, doing my job for me...” Boris frowned. “I dont expect forgiveness for my actions, but I am still very sorrey to everyone whose weeks at the Habitat were...not up to expect-ayshons...”
Kim sighed as well. “At least you’re taking some responsibility for what went on there,” she said.
“Oh belief me, I am takeing many responsibilities for All That.”
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More 101 Smiles! Millie's mom found out about the Habitat and she's not happy about it :S Looks like she's cooled off a bit at this point at least...
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Day 64 of #101Smiles is a mash up of goodies. Ana is going to a Gala tonight all dolled up. And Robin flew out to be Monica’s date for a wedding tonight. I even have a little ficlet for your Saturday reading pleasure.
Book: The Nanny Affair
Characters: (m!) Robin Flores x Monica Good
Warning: Implied Sexuality
Word Count: 649
“Monica, the car is here!” Robin called, his voice echoing through to the master suite.
“Be right there!” I answered as I ran the curler through my blonde tresses and stood back to admire myself in the mirror one last time as Robin’s honey brown eyes met mine.
“You look absolutely beautiful.” He wrapped his arms around my waist pulling my back flush against his chest. “Are you sure we need to go tonight? I can think of a lot of other things I would rather be doing, all of which include getting you naked.” He purred in my ear as he took my ear lobe between his teeth with a light pull. I melted into his touch, pushing my hips back into his.
“Yes, we need to be there.” I shimmy my hips before unwrapping his arms and stepping away.
“Fine, but I’m not happy about it.” He gives me a quick slap on the ass, making me squeal in surprise.
“I’ll make it worth the wait.” I winked at him as his eyes grew dark. “Now, let’s go before we’re late.”
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I grab a flute of champagne off of a passing waiter's tray, bringing it up to my lips and taking a slow sip. I watch Robin as he chats animatedly with another one of the groom's friends.
“Well, he seems to be quite popular.” Britt sidles up beside me tapping her glass against mine. The white lace of her wedding dress pops against her dark skin.
“Tell me about it.” I rolled my eyes and brought my lower lip between my teeth.
“He’s quite enamored with you.”
I raise my eyebrow at her as I give her a skeptical look. “We’re just having fun.”
She raises her hands in defense. “Whatever you say. Annnnd here he comes now. I’m going to go find my new husband.” She smiles and walks away just as quickly as she showed up.
I feel his arm wrap around my waist and he presses his nose into my neck, making a giggle escape my lips. “Wanna dance?” He whispers in my ear.
“With you?” I tease.
“Yes, with me. You are the most beautiful woman here and I can’t keep my eyes off of you, and now I want to put my hands on you.”
“Well Mr. Flores, it just so happens that I want to put my hands on you too.”
He flashes me his dimpled crooked smile that I find incredibly irresistible. I set my flute down and he grabs my hand to pull me onto the dance floor. His hands settle on my waist as I intertwine my fingers behind his neck.
“You seem to be having a good time.” I smile as I look up into his warm eyes that are framed with delicate laugh lines.
“Do I sense a hint of jealousy?” He raises an eyebrow.
“Rob, please.” I smile as I break my gaze and scan the crowd briefly before my eyes settle on him again. “You are just so charming, it’s irresistible to everyone you encounter.”
“I save my best stuff for you, ya know.” His hands slide down to my hips and he pulls our bodies closer.
I unlock my hands and cup his cheek as I stare deeply into his eyes. “You’ve already got me.”
“I know.” He gives me a lopsided smile.
“Moment effectively ruined.” I ball up my hand into a fist and give him a light punch to his strong chest as a smile teases my lips.
“Oh, my beautiful girl, I’ve ruined nothing.” He brings his hand to my chin, drawing my lips up to his in a slow and sensual kiss. He trails feather light kisses up my jaw until his lips graze the shell of my ear. “Are you ready to get out of here?”
I leaned back as desire flared through my veins. “Let’s go.”
jenmorrisonlive Day 101: Emma's wedding gown! So much love and thought went into this dress. Just as #onceuponatime pulls from fairytales and literature - for the wedding, Eddy, Adam, Edwardo, and I felt it would be wonderful to pull from the real life fairytale of Grace Kelly. It is a dress that represents the elegance and simplicity of classic timeless strength mixed with the delicacy of feminity and vulnerability. It is the ultimate balance that Emma has been fighting for throughout the 6 seasons. A wholeness. A balance. Not all one thing or another - But rather, a moment that is genuinely, truly, authentically her without barriers and walls. A woman surrounded by people she loves and is loved by, willing to fight to protect them all as well as herself. The joy of a timeless balance. So honored to wear such a beautiful gown. Edwardo and his team created a piece of art once again. The perfect way to end this round of #101smiles #emmaswan #wedding #uglyducklings (x)
jenmorrisonlive Day 101: Emma's wedding gown! So much love and thought went into this dress. Just as #onceuponatime pulls from fairytales and literature - for the wedding, Eddy, Adam, Edwardo, and I felt it would be wonderful to pull from the real life fairytale of Grace Kelly. It is a dress that represents the elegance and simplicity of classic timeless strength mixed with the delicacy of feminity and vulnerability. It is the ultimate balance that Emma has been fighting for throughout the 6 seasons. A wholeness. A balance. Not all one thing or another - But rather, a moment that is genuinely, truly, authentically her without barriers and walls. A woman surrounded by people she loves and is loved by, willing to fight to protect them all as well as herself. The joy of a timeless balance. So honored to wear such a beautiful gown. Edwardo and his team created a piece of art once again. The perfect way to end this round of #101smiles #emmaswan #wedding #uglyducklings (x)
Jen shared a gorgeous CS fanart for her 101smiles day 44. httpps://instagram.com/p/BQySt-1lVhn/ edit: art of @actualswanprincess i am seriously in love with this style http://actualswanprincess.tumblr.com/post/109802293679/just-two-lost-little-children-who-didnt-matter
