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Thunder and Lightning

Davey x Kelly!Reader

A/N: The newsies fics are making their comeback ladies and gentlemen! This pairing was requested by @imboredandneedwritingprompts and the ‘plot’ was inspired by a massive storm we had recently where I live and I realised just how much I love thunderstorms. It’s fluffy, it’s long and I live to forever serve my readers. Just to let you know that the fic continues after the keep reading sign. Just wanted to make that clear cos I managed to cut it right where a decent ending would be and it might be misleading and the best part is after the cut and I need to stop rambling on to let you read the fic. Ok. Oh, and thank you to my little reader for reading yet another one of my fics. You have no idea how much I appreciate you. Enjoy reading. Moose :)

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“What you doing up here, squirt?”

You jumped, not expecting to hear a voice from behind you, “W-what?”

“You know this is MY penthouse, right?” Jack laughed, climbing over the last ladder rung onto the roof, placing himself down next to you, your feet dangling over the edge of the building. He threw the blanket he had brought up with him over your legs, shuffling up next to you so he could share the blanket with you.

“You’ve shared everything with me since I was born…since when did that stop?” You teased, wrapping your arms around yourself as the bitter wind made you shiver.

“Apparently, never” he laughed, copying you in staring at the sky, watching as the streaks of light flashed through the sky, shortly followed by a loud crash of thunder. He looked down at you, noticing you stare at the sky in awe, “I don’t get it”

“What?”

“When you were a baby, you used to be afraid of storms…when did you grow up?”

“When I had to,” you said plainly, “When they took Dad”

Jack looked at you shocked, almost offended, “Huh?”

“I mean, don’t get me wrong. You’ve done great raising me and all, but…you’re just as much a child as I am, Jack” you breathed deeply when another crash of thunder rang through the air, “We both had to grow up…too quickly”

“Well, you and me, kid…we’re going to get out of here”

“Yeah” you laughed, “Course we are”

“No, no I mean it, Y/N. We’re going to escape far away from here, to this place called Santa Fe”

“Santa Fe” you repeated, watching as the lightning flew across the dark sky, the stars faintly appearing.

“As soon as I get enough money, we’re going home” he smiled, wrapping his arms around you as the thunder approved.

Jack kept his promise. Well, to an extent. The thunder crashed, just as it had 5 years previously. You sat and waited for Jack and return to collect you, but as he explained in his letters, you knew he couldn’t get the money to do so. He had left, not long after the strike had settled and the newsies had won their battle, to go and live his dream in Santa Fe. He said he would stay until there was enough for the two of you to go, but you begged him to go, saying that you would only be happy if he was, so he kissed you goodbye and climbed on that train to Santa Fe. That wasn’t to say you weren’t happy - you lived with your family in New York, making your keep by selling papers to the upper glass gentlemen that looked down upon you daily. You also spent all your spare time with your boyfriend, Davey, who landed a job at the local council after his time with the newsies. Nothing too big yet, but he made the money to not only support his family weekly but also to rent his own apartment, where you spent most of your time. You promised the newsies you would stay until your 18th birthday in the lodging house, when you would then move in with Davey, supposing you two were still together. You hoped so, because-

“Y/N!”

The loud shout from the top of the ladder made you scream. It was no louder than the thunder that echoed through the night, but the sudden cry from Davey’s lips made you shake in fear.

“Davey?”

“WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?”

You stuttered, not sure what to think fo the soaked boy storming towards you angrily, “I-I-I just-“

“Y/N, you're soaking! What are you doing outside in the middle of the rain?!” He shrugged off his coat, wrapping it around your shoulders as his hair dripped on your forehead.

“I-er…thunderstorm” you pointed up towards the sky, unable to form a sentence from the combination of shock and pre-hyperthermia, only just realising how cold it was outside when the warmth had finally wrapped around your shoulders.

“Yes!” He laughed, still somewhat mad at you, “You’re out in the middle of a thunderstorm with not nearly enough clothes on…I mean…what exactly are you wearing? Pants and a…a linen shirt? No vest? No coat? No hat or gloves? Have you gone mad?”

“Probably” you scoffed, looking back over the city as the lightning flashed across the sky repeatedly.

“Please, come back inside…to the warmth” he begged, pointing back towards the ladder.

“No…no I’m not moving” you stated firmly.

“Y/N, please. Don’t make me drag you” he joked, although you could feel a sense of seriousness in his voice.

“Davey, you can argue with me all you want, but I am not moving” you glared, the thunder backing you in perfect timing as you finished your sentence. You saw Davey flinch at the sound before he looked back down at you with pity in his eyes. His clothes were soaked through and his shirt had become see-through with the pouring rain.

“Y/N, I’m not going to ask you again”

“And I’m not going to tell you again!” You reinforced.

Davey opened his mouth to speak back, the rain becoming a singular noise to fill the silence between the two of you, but he decided against his better judgment to argue with you. Huffing, he turned back on you and made his way back to the ladder, stopping briefly before descending back down into the warmth of the dorms.

“What is with her?!” Davey huffed, shaking his hair like a wet dog all across the wooden floor.

“She up on the roof again?” Race asked, toying with his cigar between his teeth.

“Sorry, a-again?” Davey asked, grabbing a towel from the heater by the bathroom, wrapping it around his shoulders to find some warmth in his damp clothes.

“She does it a lot. Always when there’s a storm out” Crutchie added, leaning against the bed where Race was sat.

“Not always” Davey laughed, realising that neither Crutchie or Race were joking, “Surely? I mean…she’s not up there a lot”

“Well thunderstorms aren’t exactly common in New York now, are they?” Race laughed, nudging Crutchie who also giggled along with him.

“She always sits up there? In the middle of a storm?” He asked, still confused as to what he was not understanding.

“It’s something the Kelly’s always used to do together. Jack and Y/N would sit up there and watch the storm until it passed over. It’s just something they both really liked. When Y/N was a baby, thunderstorms calmed her down somehow and she’s loved it ever since. Well…that’s what Jack used to tell me” Crutchie shrugged, “I guess she’s missing Jack a lot today”

“She always misses Jack” Davey sighed, “I just wish she would come back in and not freeze to death out there”

“You’re not getting her back in” Race laughed, “No way. We’ve all tried to every storm there’s been since Jack left”

“Jack only left a couple years ago” Elmer butted in.

“Yes, thank you for that, Elmer. Don’t butt into conversations you ain’t a part of!” Race shoved him away, throwing a pillow towards him for good measure.

“I know you don’t like the fact that she’s sat there in the rain…but I don’t think you want her sat up there alone either, do you, Dave?” Crutchie raised his eyebrow.

Davey sighed, nodding his head, “Does anyone have an umbrella?”

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The rain continued to fall, and you stuck your tongue out and felt the drops of water fall gently onto the tip, making you smile. The chill of the bitter wind had started to bite you once again, as Davey’s coat had now become just as wet as the rest of you. The lightning surged across the air once again, making your eyes open wide and your smile grew wider. Suddenly, you felt the rain stopped falling upon your head, the light from the moon got dimmer right above you. Looking up, you saw an umbrella placed above you, and soon after a blanket was draped over your shoulders.

“If I can’t convince you, I’ll join you” Davey smiled, taking a seat next to you and draping another blanket over both of your legs.

“I thought you didn’t want to be up here”

“I don’t” he laughed, “I brought supplies to make it survivable though”

“Such as?” You smiled with him, looking towards the bag that Davey was shuffling through.

“Take my coat off”

“What? Why? It’s warm” you argued.

“Because this will be warmer” Davey held up an old flannel shirt of his, “For a start, it’s dry. And Romeo said you could wear his jacket. And I brought a couple pillows up because let’s be honest, this roof isn’t exactly comfortable”

“Jack and I used to sleep up here in the summer,” you said simply, sliding the warm flannel on your own soggy shirt.

“Yeah, but you Kelly’s are superhuman”

“No, it’s just the roof is more comfortable than the streets” you glanced at Davey, noticing him swallow thickly from the awkwardness, “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to-“

“Well, it’s true” Davey cleared his throat, pulling a towel out of the bag to dry his hair with, “I just hope that I can offer you more comfort than you currently have. Comfort that you deserve”

“You know you already do more than enough for me, Dave” you smiled, taking his hand and squeezing it tightly.

“You will move in with me next year, won’t you, Y/N?” He asked, a sort of worry on his face, “When you leave this place, you’ll come and live with me?”

“Of course” you smiled, “That’s all I’ve ever wanted since we became, ya know…official”

You raised your eyebrows at him suggestively, making him giggle, “Four years next week”

“You’re a saint” you leaned into him, feeling his arms wrap around your shoulders as the thunder continued to crash across the sky, the lightning dancing as an accompaniment to its song.

“I am?”

“Yeah, for putting up with me for four years”

“I am” he laughed, jumping slightly when the next thunder rang in his ears.

“You aren’t scared of thunderstorms are you?” You teased Davey, seeing the worry on his face.

“No, I just don’t like being outside in the middle of them” he sighed.

“You don’t have to be out here, you know”

“No, I do” he smiled down at you, “Can’t have you dying of pneumonia. Or hyperthermia. Or the plague”

“The plague?” You asked, confused.

“I had to say a third sickness. Rule of three. It was the first one that came to my mind”

“Not Influenza? Common cold?”

“Those would have been more viable options” he laughed, realising his mistake.

There was a comfortable silence as the thunder continued to crash through the sky, the two of you watching in awe as the lightning bolts flew across the sky. It was honestly the most beautiful thing you had seen in a while. You felt contempt with Davey, his thumb absentmindedly stroking your knuckles as the two of you stared into the sky. You looked at him momentarily, watching as his eyes shone when the lightning came, the way his breath hitched when the thunder followed. The way he was thinking about something so intensely. It felt like you were the only two people on earth.

“You heard from Jack recently?” Davey asked quietly, breaking the silence.

“Not recently. Last I heard from him was about 4 months ago. It takes time for letters to be delivered back and forth from different states”

“So, he’s out living the dream then, huh?”

“Yeah” you laughed, almost coming out as a jealous scoff, “He got a job working at the largest ranch in the state, apparently. He’s taken to looking after the animals. The guy who owns the land, Mr Samson, has given Jack so much. And he pays well. Jack says once he has enough, he’s going to send me the money for me to go to Santa Fe and be with him. Apparently, they have a job for me when I go”

“And are you going to?”

You looked up to Davey, “No”

“What?”

“I promised you I’d move in with you. Home is where you are, Davey”

“Really?” His smile was childish but full of love, his arms tightening around you, pulling you closer towards his lap.

“Yes,” you laughed, feeling his hands warm on your waist, “Don’t get me wrong, I love Jack…but he’s my brother. I’m not exactly willing to live with him forever. Like you. You moved away from Les, didn’t you?”

“Well, yes but-“

“But nothing!” You interrupted Davey, “I love Jack, but I love you more. I want to be with you for as long as you’ll let me”

Davey smiled, smiling contently, “I’ll always let you, Y/N”

“When I move in, can we get a dog?”

Davey laughed loudly, “My landlord wouldn’t let me”

“Cat?”

“It would get lost”

“Fish?”

“From where?!” He kept laughing, “I doubt we’ll be able to get anything!”

“A fly?” You asked after a small moment of silence.

“I might just be able to do that” he nudged you with his shoulder, placing a kiss on your temple, “Although, we will have to look at buying a bigger bed”

“We both fit perfectly fine in the one you currently have”

“Yes, it’s fine for now,” he said, nuzzling his chin on your shoulder, watching the sky calm down from the earlier storm, “But for every night? We’re going to need a much bigger bed. You’re not going to want to sleep right on top of me every night”

“I never said that” you argued back, kissing his hand that was wrapped around your chest.

“Alright then, I don’t want you sleeping on top of me every night”

“You don’t mean that”

“No, you’re right I don’t” he smiled, kissing the very top of your ear, “Although I have no doubt that our kids will want to sleep in the same bed as us too…so we will need a bigger bed at some time”

“Sorry…kids?” you asked, almost stuttering.

“Well, eventually we’ll have children, won’t we?”

“Jesus, Dave, I’m only 17!”

“Well…I don’t mean right now!” He laughed, stroking your arms gently as the stars started to peek out from behind the clouds, the thunder rumbling quietly, “I mean in the future. When we’re married”

“Who says we’ll even get married”

“I do” he whispered, “I’d ask you right now if I had the ring”

“Again, Dave…you may well be an adult, but I’m not”

“Does that matter? My mother married my father when she was 16. A-and there’s this girl at work who got engaged just last month, and she’s only just turned-“

“Dave, I get it, I get it” you laughed, trying to shuffle out of his grip, “But I’m not taking that as a proposal”

“I’m not expecting you to” he kissed you once again, “I’m going to propose to you properly one day. And that’s a promise”

“I’ll hold you to that…and what’s with all the affection?! I’ve never been showered in so many kisses before”

“What? I can’t show my love for you now?”

“No” you giggled, “You can’t”

“I just love this” he smiled, the rain coming to and turning into a very light mist, “You and me, sat here high above the rest of the world. Just the two of us. I can see why you like it up here so much”

“You’ve come to your senses” you yawned, shuffling further down into a more comfortable position, still wrapped up in Davey’s arms.

“You’ve made it so” he smiled, kissing the top of your head gently as he also made himself comfortable underneath all the blankets and in amongst the number of pillows he had brought up with him.

“What else do you see in the future for us, Davey?”

“Loads of things” he sighed, starting to stroke your hair as your eyes fluttered shut, “I think about waking up with you every morning. Waking up with you in my arms as the sun comes in through the windows. You’ll want five more minutes in bed each day so I’ll get up and make you some eggs or porridge or whatever we have in our little apartment for breakfast. You’ll wake up with your beautifully messy hair and we’ll have breakfast at the table overlooking the square outside the circulation gate. I’ll go to work in the morning and you’ll go to yours, at the theatre where you can put your talent and passion to work. We’ll meet at Jacobi’s for lunch, which will be more than just a glass of water each. We’ll arrive home at the same time and we’ll both collapse on our bed, taking a short nap before you make us the most amazing dinner each night and I’ll run you a hot bath that we’ll end up sharing because God knows we’re not that wealthy, and I don’t think we ever will be. We’ll end up going to bed every night at around 10 or 11, both exhausted, and we’ll fall asleep in each other's arms…like you already have”

Davey looked down and saw you breathing deeply in sleep, your eyes softly shut and your snores barely audible. He smiled softly, kissing your cheek as he laid down on the pillows, carefully lying you down with him. He looked up into the night sky, the thunder had left, taking the lightning with him. The sky, instead, was littered with stars, and the moon shone brightly, illuminating your face perfectly to show everything he loved about you, which happened to be everything.

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