Prompt ideas/headcanons/etc. the fahc ot6 just cuddling up after a hard day or long heist. One big bed, or maybe a not quite big enough couch so they're forced to get real close and cuddly
Sorry this is so late, love! The heist was long and exhausting. They sat together on the couch, cuddled into each other’s embrace. Gavin was adorned with the fruits of their labor - beautiful pieces of jewelry hung off of every surface. He had a fucking jeweled tiara on his head, two diamond earrings through both ears, diamond rings, and pearl necklaces. He was sitting on Ryan’s lap, who was turning a ruby bracelet around in his his hands lazily, looking at it shine. It was almost the same color red as the blood that had come out of him when he was shot in the arm. Thankfully, Jack was able to patch him up. Jeremy was curled up next to Geoff and Michael was on his other side, both cuddling him. The heist very nearly ended with Geoff getting shot. They didn’t like close calls and there was a security guard that they hadn’t accounted for. He had only gotten off two shots before getting peppered with bullets, but those two shots nearly took off Geoff’s head. The Lads rarely came down from their high energy state unless they were fighting off post-heist exhaustion. They cuddled against Geoff who stroked their hair lazily. Both his Lads had scrapes and cuts from climbing through bulletproof glass, but otherwise were unharmed. And both had jewelry wrapped around their bodies, their own personal prize for winning this round against the LSPD. And both were grinning. Their arms may ache; shoulders may scream from the recoil of their guns. But they were perfectly content. Jack was tucked against Jeremy and Ryan, rubbing Gavin’s feet lazily and leaning her head on Jeremy. The Lad would turn to nuzzle into her every once in a while and Ryan just liked her simple comforting presence on his right. The jewels fit her the best and her lovely boys had made sure she was decked out before choosing their own prize. She had beautiful new ruby earrings glittering in her ears. A diamond choker ringed her neck and she had emerald and sapphire rings around her fingers. A beauty if they had ever seen her. Her boys were dumbfounded and fawning.But now -- now, after Ryan was patched up and Gavin was almost asleep on his lap, now that Michael was finally stopping talking and Jeremy was out of energy at last, now that Geoff could let all the thoughts out of his brain and close his eyes, and now that Jack could finally stop worrying about her boys -- now they could curl close and rest. They would switch to the bed eventually, of course. There was hardly any room on the couch any longer. But that was later. Now they’d just sit, jewels in their grubby little hands, knowing that they had just plastered another message on the walls of this city:Los Santos was theirs. Property of the FAHC.
