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todays walk with the bf included brunch and a great find.

HI OKAY but imagine during Booker's exile, he finally gets therapy because we aLL STAN BOOKERxTHERAPY, and he actually meets someone and allows himself to be happy and while he's still sad and misses his family, this certain someone reminds him of the happiness he can have and he's soft for this young frenchman. BUT NICKY AND JOE (and nile and andy) are actually keeping tabs on him and watching from afar. WE STAN JEALOUS HUSBANDS?????

I fucking love that y'all are as feral about the jealous husbands as I am 😂 makes me feel very validated thank you for that

Balancing two takeaway cups of coffee while clutching textbooks and a sandwich should be an Olympic sport but Booker does it with such ease that somehow makes it more than an art form than it should be. Elegantly exiting out onto the street, he lightly jogs up to the man waiting for him with a smile and a kiss to his flushed cheeks, passing the coffee and the sandwich and dividing up the burden of the books.

Across the street, masked by the morning traffic and sea of bleary eyed bodies, Nicky growls and Andy rolls her eyes, elbowing him sharply to get him to stop. "Jealousy doesn't befit you," She says lightly, lifting her cup of green tea - a new health habit courtesy of Nile browbeating her into happy submission - for a grimacing sip. “He’s happy, Nicky, that should be all we can ask of him. Happy, healthy, and in therapy.”

Joe’s snort comes over their earpieces.

“Or would you rather he be a miserable pile of tears, trying to pickle his liver for the better part of the next century?” Andy sighs. Her disapproval is evident even if she is all relaxed lines and languid morning smiles, tearing apart the croissant in her plate. “You should--”

“It’s not about what we should or shouldn’t do, Andromache,” Nicky interjects before she can finish that sentence. His pale eyes fixed on the way Booker shyly ducks his face as the man slides an easy arm around his waist and they fall into step together.

Andy can tell that if it weren't for the fact that they were conveniently set up here to watch the building next to the café for signs of the arms dealer they'd been tracking for months, which had also coincidentally landed them in Paris in the same street where Booker walks on his way to the Sorbonne, Nicky would not have hesitated to propel himself bodily across the street to rip the man's arm off Booker.

“It’s about how much it hurts that we aren’t the ones with him. That he smiles and we aren’t the reason why. That we haven’t been the reason why for a very long time and how we should have expected this. Seen it coming. How could we not? He slept in our bed, shared our kisses, loved us...” Nicky trails off, shaking his head.

Andy purses her lips but does not add on.

She reaches out a hand instead and Nicky slips his palm into hers, exhaling a shuddering, shaky breath.

"But yes," Nicky says after a beat, eyes still watching the way Booker laughs at something the man says. "We are a little bit jealous."

"Oh, right," Andy deadpans, but the effect is slightly ruined by the tremulous smile she offers him and her thumb rubbing comfortingly over his knuckles. "I couldn't tell."

#nicky & andy #andy & nicky #booker x joe x nicky #joe x booker x nicky #gab writes stuff #Listen. Did I write this whilst at my desk and at my job?#Why yes.

small headcanon things for the dash bc writing isn’t in the cards for me tonight:

he makes a mean apple cider, both virgin and alcoholic, hot or chilled. for any comfort drink needs, come to Genesis.

yes, both of his ears are pierced. more than once. he might also have a tattoo or several.

although he finds Wall Market’s lurid consumerism distasteful, he supports the arts in any form and is a quiet benefactor for Aniyan Kunyan’s Honeybee Inn.

having grown up in Mideel, Genesis is a strong swimmer with a particular love of being around water. when on vacation, he visits hot springs often and makes regular use of the ShinRa bath-houses.

additionally, Genesis runs his shower water to practically boiling.

Genesis is remarkably soft of voice, and he enunciates in a way that is deliberate and unhurried. Even when his temper flares, his tone takes on a rather pointed edge to it, rather than rising above a certain volume.

when in the company of strangers and acquaintances, Genesis prefers to listen and observe and leave the reins of conversation to someone more suitable to socializing.

dislikes children but is remarkably good with them --- in short bursts.

this probably has something to do with the fact that he’s rather liberal with performing fire-based parlor tricks in public, and there’s few things children love more than something flashy.

#headcanon.#why yes.#Genesis does like both water and fire.#he is a lover of all things elemental #and magic.