Summary: 4 short drabbles for @cora-nova ABC of Love. @alj4890 requested I do a few of the letters for this pair I hope you like the letters I picked. (Drabbles are 166-203 words in length each)
A/N: I should be working on chapter 4 of these two(it’s almost finished I should buckle down and finish it) but I felt so bad because of WFB I ended up doing these. Mostly fluffy with a smidge of angst thrown in.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters, I’m just borrowing them from PB.
A - ANNIVERSARIES
[which holidays they celebrate, how they celebrate the holidays, which events are important to them, birthdays etc.]
“I don’t understand why we have to go out. It’s no big deal, just another day.” Olivia said putting in her earring.
Bastien wrapped his arms around her waist, he locked eyes with her in the mirror as he leaned over, resting his chin on her shoulder. “It’s your birthday it should be celebrated.
Olivia rolled her emerald eyes. “It’s just another day, it’s never been anything special and it doesn’t have to change.” She fought to keep her lip from quivering as she spoke. She hadn’t truly celebrated her birthday since before her parents tried to overthrow Constantine. When she was young she longed to be celebrated the way Liam and Leo were. Even Drake’s small family get togethers were something she envied. She has gotten used to it not meaning anything.
Bastien stood upright kissing her crown, eyes still locked on hers. “Yes it does.”
“Fine.” Olivia said biting back a smile. Maybe it would be nice to be celebrated again. She would try for him.
E - EXERCISE
[do they like sports, what physical activities they take as a couple, types of sports they love to practice, are they a marathon/yoga couple or extreme/riskier sports are more on their liking etc.]
“This seems familiar.” Bastien laughed looking up at her. His was laying splayed on the mat, Olivia straddling his lap as she stared down at him.
Olivia threw back her head laughing, her eyes crinkling around the edges, he new her emerald eyes were sparkling. “I have to keep you in line somehow.” She quipped smiling at him.
“Is that what you think?” He growled, flipping her easily so he hand her pinned.
Olivia gasped as his hand ghosted up her side. “It’s what I know.” She replied arching into his touch as his hand caressed her breast. “I also know you love that I take charge.” She hooked her knee over his hip, rotating she rolled him so she was back on top.
“You learned that the first time we trained together didn’t you?” He replied with a laugh.
“And every time since.” She said leaning down to kiss him. “Maybe that’s why I like training with you so much, you don’t mind being pinned.
K - KIDS
[what are their thoughts regarding to the subject, what types of parents they are, parenting style, how did the days went when they were welcoming their babies into the world and/or into their family, where they stand regarding adoption and other alternative ways of having children etc.]
“Bas, do you want kids?” Olivia questioned glancing up from the nail she was filing.
Bastien snapped his head to her, steely grey eyes wide in surprise. Do I want kids? The question took him by surprise. He had once dreamed of having a family, but it wasn’t in the cards for him—until Olivia. But the facts remained that he was in his forties and had serious a limp from the homecoming ball shooting. Could he keep up with a child? He’d raised Drake and Savannah from young teens, but it wasn’t the same. “I haven’t thought about it in awhile, but yes.”
“Good.” Olivia said smiling as she went back to filing her nails.
Good? “Wait, why do you ask now?” He questioned his heart thundering in his chest.
“We’re pregnant.”
Bastien leapt up, pushing her back into the bed peppering her face with kisses. “I love you Livvy,”
“I take it you’re happy.” She said pushing him back. She was glad he wasn’t freaking out but the kisses where too much.
“Ecstatic.”
Y - YELLING
[who’s impulsive/emotional and who’s calm/rational, how often do they argue, who’s the first that offers the olive branch after a fight, are they using sex favors to end/win a heated discussion, what is their fighting fashion, what are the subjects/themes they are mostly debate about etc.]
“I can’t believe that asshat got away with behaving like that at the meeting!” Olivia shouted going to grab her sharpening stone. She was seething with anger that Liam allowed Neville to behave in such a manner and bulldoze them during the meeting. She needed to calm down and the best way she knew how was to sharper her blade.
“Livvy, I know but you need to calm down.” Bastien replied calmly.
Olivia spun around, her emerald eyes sparkling with rage. “You were there, don’t you think he was out of line?” She said pointing at him with her dagger. “Liam just let him take over instead of shutting him down. I can’t believe the audacity! He really thinks he’s better than the others on the council? That he knows better than we do in our own duchies! To think he thought he could tell me how to run Lythikos!”
“Liam will handle it, you know he won’t get away with it. But you really need to calm down, it’s not good for you.” He replies gesturing at her stomach.
“Fine.” Olivia said taking a deep breath. “But I need to relieve my stress somehow.”
“How do you plan to do that?”
“Strip.”
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“Nope, I absolutely refuse to touch that.” Olivia said backing away, a look of disgust on her face. She could handle a lot of things, but that is where she drew the line.
“Come on we have to move it, we can’t just leave it here.” Jax replied. In the short time he knew Olivia he had never seen her back down from any challenge, alive or dead and he couldn’t figure out why she was so hesitant now.
“Burn it. Quick easy and I don’t have to touch it.”
“Come on Duchess. The quicker we deal with this the quicker we can get back.” Jax said tucking her crimson hair behind her ear. “Besides the flask is empty, so can’t burn it.”
“You touch dead bodies all the time. What’s different about this one?”
“For one, it’s twice dead. Two, you better figure out how to deal with it one your own cause I’m not touching any dead zombie dog.” She said moving to walk away. “Oh and make sure you shower when you get back.”
“Hands off !” + “Get behind me. NOW !” as Bastien's lines, while Neville makes unwanted advances on Harlow when he catch her alone (at least Vancoeur thinks she's alone, but Bas is watching her in secret 😉)
