#b1gcade

[georgiaplays]

@b1gcade as cade eaton ⸺ “ YOU'RE DOING THAT ON PURPOSE, AREN'T YOU? ”

georgia would never walk around in just an oversized t-shirt if luke was at home. he wanted a grandpa harvey night, and the eaton patriarch jumped at the chance ... SO GEORGIA JUMPED AT HERS. clad in a t-shirt that was definitely not her own, fluffy socks and hair in a messy braid. definitely looking nothing like the country phenomena she was in the states. right here she was comfortable. she was just georgia ... & GEORGIA WANTED ONE MAN'S ATTENTION.

the singer moves temptingly around the cowboy ... stretching, bending, making little noises that teased the exact kind of sounds she could make for him. “ doing what? ” the question was innocent enough. even accompanied by that sweet smile of hers as she turns from her task of attempting to reach a cup from the top shelf. “ i'm just trying to make you dinner. ” head tilts, leaning back against the counters edge. “ you know... to say thank you, cade. ”

[legacieas]

✱ 𝗮𝗻𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱‚   @b1gcade :   “ how long have I been asleep? ” —   prompts for the morning after.

a simple glance down at her old wristwatch had violet laughing before she could stop herself. relief hit her so fast it almost made her dizzy. trust cade to wake up after days of unconsciousness and immediately ask for the time instead of: hey, vi, nice to see you too. she exhaled deeply like she hadn’t taken a breath in days. “ long enough for me to start charging rent for this room, ” she replied, voice wavering slightly despite the teasing. she quickly wiped at her eyes before he could point it out. “ three days, cade. ” her smile softened as she leaned forward, shaking her head. “ you scared the hell out of everybody, by the way. lucas cried, dad pretended he didn’t, and the rest of us just sat around waiting for you to wake up so we could tell you what an idiot you are. ” the joke landed gently, affection tucked into every word. “ welcome back, big brother. ”