Bex!!! I'm hesitant to send this because I'm worried it's silly BUT I also know what you'd say to me if I said that to you, SO! I'm brave for the next three minutes!!! :) May I pretty please request a Sinclair cuddle pile? All three, plus Jonesy! Reader can't pick which Sinclair they wanna cuddle with AND they don't wanna bother anyone so to themselves they're like "well, fine, I won't cuddle ANY of them, then" and just kind of forlornly sits with Jonesy alone in their room and you KNOW none of the boys will be having that once they figure it out.🤣 Just end of a long day cuddles and softness and the reader says "I love you" and gives many kissies and all that good shit🥺
PLS feel free to request something too if you wanna!! You do so much for us & you deserve the same kindnesses you give out so selflessly!!!💗
Eriiiii! HI! SO! I know this is like your biggest and softest fantasy so I really tried hard on this one for you! Hope it is long enough for you too! I was really happy of the solution I found to make this thing work and make sense and I think it works but ultimately so long as YOU love it, that is the most important thing! So let’s get into it! First of the new batch of requests!
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Rating. SFW. Length. 2.3K. Bo And Vincent And Lester Sinclair X GN! Reader. Warnings: None. Reader Is A Little Lonely. Soft. Fluff. Cuddles. Affection. The Boys All Share You.
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A Good Purchase.
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You were feeling lonely today.
Just one of those days where you woke up feeling off, kind of forlorn and generally morose. You don’t want to stay that way though, forcing yourself to get out of bed and to the bathroom to get ready to face the day.
You almost rush through it, wanting a distraction, worried if you were alone with your thoughts for much longer that your mood for the day might not be salvageable. You knew just what might fix this awful mood spiral, something to eat and a good cuddle sesh. Your teeth brushed and hair dealt with, shorts and a sweater you had stolen from Vincent, cozy socks and you are ready, running out of the bedroom, sliding on the hardwood a little as you go.
You hurried down the stairs, hand on the bannister taking the steps two at a time, before hitting the bottom and taking off for the kitchen. You skid in with an enthusiastic, “Good morning!”
You stop.
You weren’t expecting to be alone. Eyes flit to the clock, it was early, normally they’d be here, you were gonna make breakfast, excited to do so, thinking it would help improve your mood, caring for them always had that effect.
You wanted to pout but instead you shook your head, no way, it was before nine in the morning you weren’t going to let your day go to shit this early.
Breakfast first and foremost, then you would hunt down one of the boys to curl up with and save this day yet. You take a deep breath and step deeper into the kitchen, as soon as you make a move for the radio you hear a bark and you turn your head, a little gasp.
You drop down to your knees with your arms open, “Jonesy! Baby!” and she ran right over, extremely enthusiastic as normal. You set to providing her the love, pets and attention she deserved. “Guess I am not alone after all, huh?”
Smile on your face and you get up after a few more moments, “You hungry?” You get another bark in response and you say, “Course you are! Gonna make a great meal today, got the best cooking assistant to help me.” She follows behind happily, some more pats to her head as she walks with you.
You reach into the pantry, fish out your apron and put it on, switching on the radio you get to start pulling out everything needed to make your favourite kind of breakfast for rough days like this.
There was already coffee left in the pot, a clue that the boys had been here and already gone off to do whatever they were going to do today, you fixed a mug the way you liked it to help fuel you making breakfast.
You ended up making something you liked to call a protein scramble, it was perfect timing because it required leftover sausages and you had made some for dinner last night. You had a few and didn’t need all of them. You chopped them and tossed a few pieces to Jonesy who seemed extremely pleased with being thought of. She laid at your feet as you made the rest, scrambles with milk and cream, chives, salt and pepper and the meat naturally too.
You feel better after eating. Much better, coffee is finished too you do your dishes and as you start to wash them you start to think about who you should track down for some much needed affection.
As you scrub the pan you wonder who is the best option.
Your sweater sleeves are slipping down a little and you pause your task to push them back up before the water from the sink can soak into them. It gets you thinking about Vincent since it’s his sweater.
You think about going down to the workshop and pulling him away from his work bench, over to the mattress kept down there, falling back and letting him wrap his arms around you. Burying your face into his long hair, dig your fingers into well worn wool and breathe him in as you pull yourself closer still. To feel those large hands of his on you, sliding up under the bottom of his sweater that you stole, feeling his rough hands coated with flaking wax, such a comforting and grounding sensation, God, you loved it, loved him.
You were wiping down the counters when your mind wandered as you looked out the window. God it was a nice day out, maybe holding up in the workshop wasn’t the best idea, plus, Vincent was probably busy, you knew he was pushing to get that new figure done. As much as you wanted to cuddle with him you should probably let him work.
A walk might help improve your mood even more, that walk might take you down to the shop, you could wander in and find whatever Bo is doing and insert yourself right in the middle of it.
When he asks what you are up to you could innocently tell him, “Nothing.” even as you are climbing into his lap and picking up his arms to drape them around you, as you settle into his lap. He would scoff a little with a roll of his eyes as he mutters, “Yeah, yeah, M’ not doin’ anything, make yourself comfortable.”
But the way he would say it would give himself away that he needed this too and loved this as much as you did, it is more playful than anything, not to mention the fact his arms would tighten around you as opposed to pushing you away. You loved when he allowed you to do whatever you wanted with him, it made you feel so warm inside.
You drained the sink and were rinsing it out when you thought better of it. He made mention last night he would be stripping a car down for parts to run into town and sell, he actually might not want to be bothered either.
So that leaves Lester. You could make the extra effort to bring him lunch and visit him, you knew just where he was working outside of town today. You could come by and know you could get what you wanted. He was always so enthusiastic about it, you would come up with that look and he would practically leap at the chance and be pulling you into his arms, all smiles and happily carrying on. His hands would wander, like he felt blessed to be in your very presence, just so totally enamoured with you and having you so close to him. Curled up in the grass and in the warm sun, casually talking as you are all wrapped up in each other, he was so sweet, you knew it would be so nice, maybe that was the way to go. He also loved to spoon you, it was his favourite. You think you need that.
However…
You didn’t want to distract him and make him fall behind on his work, the last thing you wanted was for him to get in trouble or feel inadequate or like he wasn’t keeping up or contributing enough.
Plus there was the other thing.
You wanted to cuddle with all of them at once. You knew that the chance of that happening was basically impossible, and if you couldn’t have all of them like you really wanted then did you want to sacrifice and only do that with one AND disturb their days and work?
The answer is ultimately no.
So what are you gonna do with your day then?
You sigh as you think hard about it, turning to Jonesy who by now was looking at you curiously, “What do you think we should get up to girl?”
You looked at her as if she would seriously respond before shaking your head at your own ridiculousness. It was then that you thought that maybe you should still take that walk, take Jonesy out and then decide how best to spend your day. It was when you were leading her out into the living room you remembered what you got in town the other day with Bo.
You had some money of your own that you had scavenged off people who rolled through town and money you’d earned and when you’d gone to the city you found something you’d wanted for litterally fucking ever. You knew what you were going to do with your day now, you were going to set up your newest purchase. This was going to really help out make the place more homey, make your room more comfy.
You snatched up the box and took off for the stairs, calling, “C’mon girl, we got shit to do!” And Jonesy followed behind, you already could feel the day looking up.
It took you nearly an hour to get it set up but it was worth it. You picked up a book and settled in with Jonesy and took time for you.
It was around lunch time when they started to wonder where you were. Not like you always brought them lunch but you did more often than not, so when they came by the house looking to get some food all around the same time only to see you weren’t with any of them or downstairs, they got curious where you were.
“She wasn’t up yet when we were, you think maybe she’s still in bed?” Lester asked and Bo sighed, “Shit, hope not. Should we go check on her?”
You were dozing. Exceedingly relaxed, Joney’s head resting on your lap, book in hand when they find you. Door is opened and that makes you stir, eyes opening when you hear Bo, “Yeah she’s in here alright.”
Your head pops up and you smile upon seeing them in your doorway, “Heyyy-” you call out sleepily.
Lester is looking over Bo’s shoulder, a wave as he says, “Hi-oh shit, what is that?”
You look around and say, “Oh yeah, I just set this up, I bought it with Bo in the city a few days ago, what do you think?”
You gestured to the obscenely large beanbag chair that you and Jonesy were reclined on. “How much money did you have saved up?” Bo asked as did Vincent, signing, “Yeah how much was this?”
“Boys, it’s fine, I got it for like fifty bucks, it was torn and was on clearance. All I had to do was tape it.” You said with a smile and Lester said, “Frugal and thrifty I like it. But where’d ya patch it? I can’t see it.” They had all come into your room and Lester was looking over it, inspecting it.
“On the bottom, duh.” You said as if it was obvious.
“Well what are you doin’ hol up in here?” Bo asked, “Oh no reason, just wasn’t feeling the best, figured I should just, hang out I guess.” You replied kind of quietly.
“Mmm that sounds like a lie.” Lester said and Vincent nodded, you throw your head back with a groan, you know they won’t let it go until you were honest.
“Just wanted to spend time with you all but I didn’t wanna be a bother and I couldn’t pick who to come see, it’s stupid.” You said with a shrug, honestly a little embarrassed and Bo scoffed, you looked up at him, hands on his hips, “Shit, is that what this is about?”
Vincent was much closer now, looking down at you he signed, “You aren’t a bother.”
“Yeah! We love spendin’ time with you.” Lester said with a grin and you asked, “Really? You mean it?”
“Duh.” Lester parroted back what you said earlier and it made you laugh. “This thing looks awfully comfortable an’ you seem so lonely still, need some company?”
“Yes please.” You asked, holding your hands up and Bo said, “Great idea Lester, don’t mind if I do-”
Vincent stopped him, hand to his brother's chest before asking, “Why do you get to try it first?”
“Yeah, why do you?” And Bo laughed, “Les, no offense but you been out at the pit all day, you fucking reek, I don’t think y/n wants you on the new chair stinking it up?”
The bickering started and you threw your hands up, “Boys! Please! If you wanna try out the chair nothing is stopping you from all trying it, there is more than enough room.”
You made a great point. There was more than enough room for all of them.
So that is how you find yourself in the middle of the three of them and Jonesy. Getting just what you wanted earlier, something that you never thought you would, getting to be close and touching them all at once. Your hand in Vincent’s. Lester hanging next to Jonsey, hand running soothingly over your thigh and Bo, next to you on the other side from Vincent, his head resting against your, arm around your shoulders.
You were enjoying the closeness and the quiet. Bo spoke up, “This thing is so comfortable I don’t wanna get up.”
“Right?” Lester said and Vincent suggested that maybe work could be put off the rest of the day, who says they can’t take the time off on occasion? Lord knows they’ve earned it with how hard they work.
Bo and Lester agree and you nearly squeal in delight. You get extra cozy and the late afternoon is spent with them, sweet talk, giving them kisses and extra affection, changing positions here and there, and so utterly thankful that it seems like you were the one thing that they had no issue sharing.
