barantos request! my alt is goodnightbeas so im j writing this from my main
Baran and Trinity either go to a movie theater, drive in theater, whatever the location and it’s a scary movie, one of them gets scared and they have to watch something chill after to calm down w/ fluff and cuddles idk if this makes ANY sense but yeah 😭
you anon (even though you’re not anon it’s just a good name to give you) are a heartbreaker! @goodnightbeas
you get extra points for this ask because I literally work at a movie theatre so I’ve got…the lore‼️ (I also included a well-themed picture I literally took at work so that was fun)
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“I have to admit, it’s kinda odd being here without the O-man.”
Baran smiled as she relaxed into one of the recliner chairs, stretching out like a cat. “You mean it’s quieter.” She said softly. “I don’t think the movies has ever been a calm affair until now.”
Trinity laughed and shook her head. “No, I mean I miss him, I think. I don’t know. Is that weird to say?”
“Not at all. Means you’ve entered the school of divorced parenting.”
“Oh.”
“It’s okay, I miss him too. That being said,” She intertwined her fingers with Trinity’s over the arm rests, looking at her happily. “I’m glad we’re getting a night to ourselves for once.”
Trinity squeezed her hand. “You sure you’re gonna be okay with this? I know scary movies aren’t really your thing.”
“I’m an emergency attending, hon. It’s going to take a lot more than…” She squinted through the dark. “…The Exorcist to scare me. Hey, I thought this movie came out years ago?”
Trinity held back the snark that Baran would know that The Exorcist came out in the 70s and instead just smiled.
“Yeah, it’s an anniversary showing. I’ve never seen it. Dennis wanted to go but I know he hates horror movies. I showed him that new 28 Years Later film and he nearly cried.”
“Oh? So what I’m hearing is that I was your second choice?”
“No, no, I just thought you’d prefer this over some crappy romcom.”
“Are you calling me old as well?”
“No! No! I just- oh my god.”
Baran laughed gently, squeezing Trinity’s hand. “Relax, I’m teasing you.” She dug around. “Popcorn? As an apology?”
Trinity scowled, but her eyes didn’t hold any malice. Then she smiled as the lights started to go down. “Okay, but only because you’re hot.”
Baran chuckled. “That’s better.”
“And old.”
Through the dark, Baran smacked her.
The Exorcist, as it turns out, is a fucking terrifying film that ends with Baran smiling gleefully and Trinity shaking like a leaf.
“Wow, that was fantastic.” Baran said, sitting up as the lights went back up. “Just as good as I remember. I forgot how good the special effects are, you could probably believe some of that blood is real. Linda Blair…wow, right?”
Trinity looked at her, horrified. “You enjoyed that?”
Baran chuckled. “You didn’t?”
“No, I, um, I did-…I just…wow, it was a lot.” Her hands had gone a little clammy. “I just wasn’t expecting all of…that, I guess.”
She’d gone a little pale, squirming in her seat.
Baran’s smile twitched as she stood, a knowing look on her face as she offered out a hand. “Maybe we should bring Omid more often.” She said. “I think his kinda films might be your speed, hm?”
Trinity gulped. “Yeah, maybe.”
“You’re going to be having nightmares about this, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, maybe. What if the demon gets me next?”
“I’ll protect you.” Baran tugged her to her feet. “How about we go home and put something a little less scary on? I’ll keep you safe if you have a nightmare.”
Trinity laughed, her voice a little strained from embarrassment. “You mean it?”
Baran kissed her temple and started to guide them out of the screen. “Of course, azizam.” She said softly. “Though I could say this is what you get for calling me old.”
“Oh, come on.”
“Karma’s a bitch, my love.”
“And so are you. God, I can’t believe you’re a braver horror nerd than me.”
Baran tilted her head knowingly. “I have my moments.”
“You’re picking the next film.”
“A scary one?”
“No way.”
Baran chuckled and kissed her again. “Alright then.”
