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THE FUNERAL

Eli “Weevil” Navarro x F!Reader (Felix Toombs sister reader) // Word Count: 2.2k

Summary: Weevil helps you navigate the day of your brother's funeral.

Warnings: All my fics are 18+, regardless of content. Angsty. Death, loss of a sibling, grief, Felix Toombs funeral, angst, hurt/comfort, happy ending.

A/N: I had a person send me a message about wanting more Weevil content and I remembered I had this in my WIPs folder just needing a quick skim before posting! Can be read alone but is a follow up to this fic, Tensions Rise.

The turnout was large, which was surprising to you. Neptune didn’t exactly show out for the PCH biker club and the fact that this was a funeral for one of the bikers was even more of a reason you’d thought the turnout would be low. Majority of the people here were PCH bikers, old friends of your eldest brother, Gustavio, who also passed away just a few years back, family from out of town, and a couple kids from school.

Even with the large crowd around you, you found your mind wandering, back to memories of now both of your deceased brothers.

“Yo! We’re going for a ride, you wanna come?” Felix was knocking at your bedroom door. As you opened the door, confused why both of your brothers were inviting you on a ride, you saw Felix standing at the frame and Gustavio behind him in the doorway across from yours.

“You’re asking me to go with you on a ride?” You tried to look for clues as to why they’d invite you along. It was then, your eldest brother held up a carton of eggs and it all started to fall into place next to Felix. “You’re going to egg Madison Sinclair’s house.” The grin on your face shouldn’t have been so apparent and the thoughts and glee flooding your mind shouldn’t have been there but after the torture the girl had put you through all throughout middle school and now in your first year of high school, you were looking forward to every second of this.

“We were actually going to make some rounds, figured you’d want to join us and we’d make the stop for you.” Felix grinned.

You tended to fight with your brothers so the times where you all got along like this were rare and in between and made them stick out more in your memory. It was very much a ‘you didn’t like them but you loved them’ situation most days and for them, you were their baby sister, no matter how old you got. Even though neither of them would actually see you get older. That thought brought you back to reality along with the shaking of your leg lightly.

“You wanna walk up?”

As your eyes focused in front of you, you saw Eli Weevil Navarro kneeling down in front of you with his hand resting on your knee lightly trying to bring you back to the current moment. Everyone had gotten up, they were standing in a line to drop flowers on the casket, but you realized the line was reaching its end.

“I–” You didn’t know what to say. This was the moment, after months of waiting as the investigation ensued to figure out who killed Felix, you had all the time in the world to push off this moment. Now that it was here, you didn’t know what to do.

“Don’t have to if you don’t wanna.” His hand squeezed a little harder on your knee. “Or I can come up with you or you can go by yourself. Whatever you want, no one’s gonna rush you or judge you.”

Funny. That was all you felt right now. Rushed and judged. You looked around, the eyes felt like they were all on you, seeing what you were going to do, how you were going to act, when you were going to move.

“Hey.” Weevil’s voice brought your eyes back to him. “Don’t pay attention to them. This is about you.”

“This is about Felix.” You corrected him and felt the tears well up in your eyes.

Weevil nodded but kept staring in your eyes. “I meant this, this is about you and what you want.”

Now you understood what he meant, moving forward it was about you, you were the last one left in the Toombs family and that meant everything fell to your feet.

“Come up with me?” Grabbing his hand, he quickly turned it over and his fingers intertwined with yours without a second thought as he pulled you up from the seat. There was no sign of him letting go, even when you both went to grab a flower. “I don’t think I can do this.” It was at that moment your feet stopped moving, they just froze, a couple feet from where the casket was lowered into the ground. Weevil still had your hand in his, holding it tight.

“But do you wanna?” Weevil knew there was a difference between being able to do it and wanting to. He also knew you well enough to know that you needed to do this, or you’d live with the regret and the feeling of never actually having said goodbye.

All you did was nod and then you felt the cold air around your hand where he dropped it. Starting to search back for it, Weevil moved his arm around your waist and his grip was tight. “I got you.” He whispered in your ear and firmly guided you forward.

He stood next to you for the rest of the time. As they lowered the casket completely. As everyone said their condolences and goodbyes. As you wanted to leave. Through it all. Up until Thumper, the guy who was behind Felix’s death showed up. It was clear he was drunk, a few of the other PCH bikers had him gripped up, and Weevil was ready to take matters into his own hands but as he moved towards them, you reached out and grabbed his hand back.

“I gotta–” Weevil was going to say he had to take care of this, the anger on his face was full of pain. You didn’t just lose a brother. He lost a best friend. While you understood that, you were being selfish, and honestly you just weren’t sure if you were exactly capable of staying vertical without the crutch of Weevil next to you. All you did was look at him. Something the two of you did frequently over the years, communicate through looks, stares, longing glares.

“I got it this time. Don’t worry I’ll save you some for later.” Logan Echolls was speaking and walking as he made his way past both of you and got closer and closer to Thumper. It seemed fair enough, Thumper did frame Logan when Felix’s body was found. Logan deserved a bit of retribution.

Weevil accepted it, not so much because he was okay with Logan taking matters into his own hands, but because he saw how much you needed him. The numbness was starting to become apparent on your face now, not just in your heart. The idea of going home, to a house full of people, none of them being your brothers, was breaking you and Weevil could see it on your face.

The car stopped, and Weevil put it in park before turning to look at you, his arm resting on the back of the passenger seat. “You wanna wait a few minutes before going in?” He was referring to the large gathering of friends and family that were going to be at your house, eating food, offering condolences, telling stories of not only Felix but your other deceased brother as well.

“I don’t want to be alone.” Your eyes were glued to the floor, refusing to look anywhere else.

“Yea, no, totally understand.” He was getting out of the car now, moving to the passenger side to help you out of the car. Weevil’s hand fell to your back as he began to guide you towards your front door but you glued your feet to the ground and went to grab his arm.

“No, I mean, I don’t want to be alone.” It was then that he felt your hand squeezing his arm, the nerves rising as you got closer to your house.

“I figured that’s why you wanted to be with every–” He stopped talking when he realized, you wanted to go into his house away from everyone but not be alone there. “Come on, we got the house to ourselves, my grandma’s at your place cookin’, she’ll be there all night.”

There had been plenty of times you and Weevil were alone together. It’s what you’d arguably say made you both fall in love with each other over the years. All the laughs, the deep talks, the check-ins, but Felix, Gustavio, or The PCHers were always close behind to ruin it from ever going further. But now? Both your brothers were gone. Weevil was out of the club, cool with them, but out. There was nothing really in the way anymore and that’s what made this completely awkward. For you at least. Weevil had gone into a complete caretaker role. “You want anything to eat? A drink? Not sure what we got but I could make you something, we could go for a walk if you want?”

“Eli.” You spoke his first name, dropping his nickname, hoping he’d look at you. He did and that broke you more. You let out a breathy laugh. “I’m tired of people looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” He was making his way closer to you now from the kitchen as you stood in the hallway.

“Like they pity me.”

Eli matched your breathy laugh and looked down before he looked at the walls of the hallway you both stood in that were covered in frames.

“This was labor day weekend, I visited Gustavio when he was locked up, grams came too,” he pointed to the frame that sat next to a few other family photos of his.

“That when he tell you to look after me?” You stared at the photo of your eldest brother in a tan jumpsuit, hands crossed in front of his torso as he posed with Eli.

“Your brothers never told me to look after you.” It was something that was never told to you, just something you assumed. “Don’t get me wrong, they’d ask me questions ‘bout you, but never outright said that I had to look after you, they knew better.”

“They knew you’d do it anyway.” You smirked, trying to take in the fact that something you believed and made up for so long wasn’t true.

Eli nodded with a similar smirk and looked back at the photo. “That was when he asked me to take over The PCHers.”

“Felix was mad Gustavio didn’t ask him.” You remembered how mopey and pouty the middle Toombs sibling was that week.

“I was mad he didn’t ask him. My whole world changed after that.” Weevil let out a breathy laugh, bringing his hand along his face.

“I remember.” You thought back to when you felt the shift in your friendship with him and it was pretty soon after Gustavio got put away. “That was around the time you started ignoring me, besides the deathly stares to every guy that got within a 12 foot radius of me.”

“When you know what I know, you’d understand why.” He was referring to all the secret information that the PCH president held.

“If I recall correctly, one of them was my biology partner, I went through a lot of them that week.” Laughing, you touched your shoulder to his, playfully.

“You remember this one?” He pointed to the frame to the right.

“Your grandma’s birthday barbeque.” You answered pretty quickly. It was hard to forget, they’d throw one every year. “What year was it?”

“‘03. Right before my grandfather died.”

“Oh.” You remembered the devastating news and how it affected all of the Navarros. Especially Eli.

“I don’t pity you, you know.” Eli was moving back, leaning against the hallway wall.

Matching his stance you stood on the other wall, staring back at him with your eyebrows raised. “So what’s with…” You waved your hand around, not knowing the words you wanted to use to describe his overly watchful act.

“I love you.”

The words shouldn’t have shocked you. He had said them to you a million times before. “You know I love you, right?” “I love you, know that, aight?” “Hey, love ya.” All versions of how he’d say it, but you knew this one was different. You felt it.

“W–What?”

“I don’t pity you. What I’m doing isn’t because I pity you, it’s because I love you. Everything I do for you is because I love you.”

You both stared at each other for a minute, the tension wasn’t high like it used to be. It just was. It was surrounded by pain, by grief, by hurt. And that, for once, made the tension feel light, feel bearable, feel approachable. So you said it. Words that would change everything between you and Eli Navarro forever.

“I love you, I’ve always loved you.”

Neither of you moved. His lips twisted up in a quick smile, one that was so fitting for him. And then, he spoke the question he had always wished to ask you, one that lingered for far too long.

“So you gonna kiss me or you waitin’ on a mailed invitation?”

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