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Brandy Rey + Sorrel Aesthetic
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“THIS IS A MILITARY SHIP NOT THE LOVE BOAT” *EO glares and rubs it a few more times out of spite* “*DISGRUNTLED NOISE*
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and then smash goes to jerk off in the control room muehehehe
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“You know, you’re gonna kill yourself if you don’t get some sleep there, Cowboy.” She flashed him a serious look, sitting beside him on the steps of the Neutral Project, flattening out her skirt over her knees before holding her hand out to silently bum a smoke.
Eli gave a hallow chuckle. “‘Cowboy’?” He repeated, shaking his head. “Gotta stop callin’ me that, Miss.” He replied, handing her his half spent cigarette.
She leaned against him, resting her head on his broad shoulders. The night seemed to become quiet, save for the sound of her puffing out smoke. “How is she?” Sneau finally asked, breaking the heavy silence between them.
Eli let out a sigh, lighting up another smoke as he lost count of how many that must have been for this night. “I dunno. As fine as she can be, I guess.” He muttered, lighting up and blowing out a deep gray puff. “Sleeping now.” He leaned back, resting his back on the door to the building as his tired eyes slid shut.
“I talked to some of your friends at the station.” She continued when she heard him give a confused sound. “They said they had enough to lock the asshole away for a long time. If we want.”
Eli pinch the bridge of his nose with his free hand. Was she really doing this? Now? “Hell. I dunno, Sneau. That’s kind of her call, not ours. She’s the one he…” Eli shook his head, taking more smoke into his lungs.
Sneau nodded quietly, putting her spent stick out on the paved steps with her heal. “I just think she should know her options is all.”
“I think we should just let the kid sleep for now.” Eli replied back coldly.
She could understand his feelings. He was justified in biting back at her. This was nothing new to the two of them. She gave him a sad, forced smile, before lazily wrapping an arm around him. “How are you doing?” She asked sincerely.
“Fine.”
“Eli—”
“Tired.” He replied back quickly, knowing that she would not stop until an honest answer was given. “Fucking tired, Sneau.” He spat, allowing himself to lean against her.
“Then rest, dear. Mariann will be alright—”
“I can’t…” He cut her off, voice cracking as he let himself be tired in front of the woman. “I can’t… Take that chance… I wasn’t here… And he got in and—”
She grabbed his face in her hands. The quick motion cutting him off in surprise. Grey eyes held gold as they sat in silence. Her determined gaze not allowing him to speak. “You can’t keep beating yourself up for what happened to her. Eli. Listen to me. You’re destroying yourself this way. That girl in there needs you to be strong for her and standing guard here every night isn’t being strong. You’re hurting yourself and you’re scaring her.” His eyes slid shut and she refused to let go of him. “We need you to get some sleep. Okay?” She coaxed him. “Come on.” She helped him to his feet.
“Sneau—”
“Hush.” She snapped softly, opening the door to The Project. “Get us a bed made up here up front.” She commanded, taking charge as she often did. He sighed, putting out the rest of his smoke before reluctantly following her back inside. “We’ll sleep here tonight.”
“Together?” He asked, raising an eyebrow.
“You expect me to believe you’d sleep if I told you to?” She replied back, putting a hand on her hip. “Make us up a bed, Cowboy.” Sneau repeated, grinning when she caught the quick flicker of a smile on Eli’s face.
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Plot twist: He punishes Spike/EO by making them clean every room in the ship. They find the pictures printed out and crumpled up in Smash’s trash can with tissues crumpled up with them. >D
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