An unlikely trio. Even more unlikely family.

RP blog. MCL-based.

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"Mm, I see." he nodded. "You don’t look like you’re the type to invite just anyone, anyway."

"Eh? What makes you say that?" She asks him in confusion.

"Hm. There’s just something special about you." he smiled.

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Am I that easy to read? Will wondered. “It’s very kind of you to do something like that, Guew.”

Guew shrugs.

"And people ask me if it isn’t so dangerous to invite random people over. I usually tell them what I told you," she explained.

"Mm, I see." he nodded. "You don’t look like you’re the type to invite just anyone, anyway."

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"I suppose you do have a point." Will agreed sheepishly. Though I do hope you don’t ever invite bad people into your home..

"You probably thought I’ve brought bad people in…didn’t you?" She asks him. "Please, don’t worry about that. I’ve met…well, I wouldn’t call them bad. Just lonely. It’s hard for them to get close to anyone when people judge them right away by appearance."

Am I that easy to read? Will wondered. “It’s very kind of you to do something like that, Guew.”

"I need you, I need you way more than you need me." (Ridge would say this, the dork)
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Henry opened his mouth, then closed it, unsure of what to say to that. “…That’s not true.” He finally managed, his voice taking a quieter tone.

Ridge patted Henry’s cheek gently. “…Yeah.” He mumbled, standing, and limped his way out of the bathroom.

"H-hey!" Henry called, annoyed. You just like making messes and then leaving, don’t you… “Ugh.” he grumbled, putting away the peroxide. And there were the bloody footprints..

Ridge returned with a sponge and bucket, leaning down to place the bucket under the faucet and fill it with water. “Leave. The floor is going to get wet.”

"How did you even know where to get those?" Henry asked, bewildered. "And it’s fine. I can do it myself." 

Ridge shut off the water and pointed out of the bathroom with the sponge. “Out. Shoo.”

"You’re kicking me out of my own bathroom?" Henry asked, amused. "If the floor’s going to be wet, I could just stay in the bath tub." Like somebody I know.

"I need you, I need you way more than you need me." (Ridge would say this, the dork)
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Henry opened his mouth, then closed it, unsure of what to say to that. “…That’s not true.” He finally managed, his voice taking a quieter tone.

Ridge pouted once the stinging had passed and he was pulled back up to the edge of the tub, looking betrayed. He stayed like that a good moment as Henry wrapped up his foot, before his eyes widened as though he’d realized something important, leaning forward and cupping Henry’s face. “You. Are really sexy.”

"It wouldn’t have hurt so much if you’d just complied…" Henry muttered in response to Ridge’s pouting. He blinked, face reddening like a tomato. "…Did you hit your head?" he finally managed, a little loudly. 

Ridge patted Henry’s cheek gently. “…Yeah.” He mumbled, standing, and limped his way out of the bathroom.

"H-hey!" Henry called, annoyed. You just like making messes and then leaving, don’t you… “Ugh.” he grumbled, putting away the peroxide. And there were the bloody footprints..

Ridge returned with a sponge and bucket, leaning down to place the bucket under the faucet and fill it with water. “Leave. The floor is going to get wet.”

"How did you even know where to get those?" Henry asked, bewildered. "And it’s fine. I can do it myself." 

"I need you, I need you way more than you need me." (Ridge would say this, the dork)
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Henry opened his mouth, then closed it, unsure of what to say to that. “…That’s not true.” He finally managed, his voice taking a quieter tone.

The impact forced his head to move back, but he didn’t let go. “Stay still-” Henry protested, reaching for bandages with his free hand. Finally, he dragged Ridge closer to him by the leg, wrapping his foot in bandages.

Ridge pouted once the stinging had passed and he was pulled back up to the edge of the tub, looking betrayed. He stayed like that a good moment as Henry wrapped up his foot, before his eyes widened as though he’d realized something important, leaning forward and cupping Henry’s face. “You. Are really sexy.”

"It wouldn’t have hurt so much if you’d just complied…" Henry muttered in response to Ridge’s pouting. He blinked, face reddening like a tomato. "…Did you hit your head?" he finally managed, a little loudly. 

Ridge patted Henry’s cheek gently. “…Yeah.” He mumbled, standing, and limped his way out of the bathroom.

"H-hey!" Henry called, annoyed. You just like making messes and then leaving, don’t you… “Ugh.” he grumbled, putting away the peroxide. And there were the bloody footprints..

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"Still." he insisted, opening the door to the cafe for her. "We hardly know each other."

"Indeed we do not, but don’t you find it the best way to also get to know each other?" She asks him. "I enjoy meeting new people and inviting them. It show that I trust them and that I wish to become friends with them."

"I suppose you do have a point." Will agreed sheepishly. Though I do hope you don’t ever invite bad people into your home..

"I need you, I need you way more than you need me." (Ridge would say this, the dork)
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Henry opened his mouth, then closed it, unsure of what to say to that. “…That’s not true.” He finally managed, his voice taking a quieter tone.

Henry decided to utilize the opportunity of Ridge’s back being turned. “Okay.” he agreed. But then, betraying his word, he locked his arm onto Ridge’s leg, smothering the foot in peroxide.

Ridge eeped, turning onto his back when Henry grabbed his leg, before he gaped, back arching and letting out a tiny sound. “Ow-” His good foot struck out, connecting with Henry’s jaw with partial strength.

The impact forced his head to move back, but he didn’t let go. “Stay still-” Henry protested, reaching for bandages with his free hand. Finally, he dragged Ridge closer to him by the leg, wrapping his foot in bandages.

Ridge pouted once the stinging had passed and he was pulled back up to the edge of the tub, looking betrayed. He stayed like that a good moment as Henry wrapped up his foot, before his eyes widened as though he’d realized something important, leaning forward and cupping Henry’s face. “You. Are really sexy.”

"It wouldn’t have hurt so much if you’d just complied…" Henry muttered in response to Ridge’s pouting. He blinked, face reddening like a tomato. "…Did you hit your head?" he finally managed, a little loudly. 

"I need you, I need you way more than you need me." (Ridge would say this, the dork)
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Henry opened his mouth, then closed it, unsure of what to say to that. “…That’s not true.” He finally managed, his voice taking a quieter tone.

Ridge grunted in reply, cheek pressed to the cold metal, and eyes trained on the wall. He had his hands over his head. “Leave me here.”

"Don’t be stupid." Henry scoffed. "If you’d be willing to stay still for thirty seconds, your foot would be fully treated. And another thirty seconds would grant you bandages." He said, peering down at him.

Another grunt, more like a whine. “Bandages are for the weak.” He turned his back to Henry. “Forget I exist. Ignore me.”

Henry decided to utilize the opportunity of Ridge’s back being turned. “Okay.” he agreed. But then, betraying his word, he locked his arm onto Ridge’s leg, smothering the foot in peroxide.

Ridge eeped, turning onto his back when Henry grabbed his leg, before he gaped, back arching and letting out a tiny sound. “Ow-” His good foot struck out, connecting with Henry’s jaw with partial strength.

The impact forced his head to move back, but he didn’t let go. “Stay still-” Henry protested, reaching for bandages with his free hand. Finally, he dragged Ridge closer to him by the leg, wrapping his foot in bandages.

"I need you, I need you way more than you need me." (Ridge would say this, the dork)
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Henry opened his mouth, then closed it, unsure of what to say to that. “…That’s not true.” He finally managed, his voice taking a quieter tone.

A flush slowly spread across his cheeks when Henry grabbed his ankle, eyes widening a bit in surprise, and he instinctively screwed his foot loose of the grip, actually managing to fall into the tub this time with a low ‘thud’ “Shit.”

"Doofus…" Henry grumbled. "Hey, Goggles. Are you all right?" he asked, peeking his head over the tub. 

Ridge grunted in reply, cheek pressed to the cold metal, and eyes trained on the wall. He had his hands over his head. “Leave me here.”

"Don’t be stupid." Henry scoffed. "If you’d be willing to stay still for thirty seconds, your foot would be fully treated. And another thirty seconds would grant you bandages." He said, peering down at him.

Another grunt, more like a whine. “Bandages are for the weak.” He turned his back to Henry. “Forget I exist. Ignore me.”

Henry decided to utilize the opportunity of Ridge’s back being turned. “Okay.” he agreed. But then, betraying his word, he locked his arm onto Ridge’s leg, smothering the foot in peroxide.

"I need you, I need you way more than you need me." (Ridge would say this, the dork)
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Henry opened his mouth, then closed it, unsure of what to say to that. “…That’s not true.” He finally managed, his voice taking a quieter tone.

"Calm down." Henry said coolly, grabbing Ridge’s ankle. "Have you never put peroxide on a cut before?" he tsked. "It’ll be quicker if you stay still."

A flush slowly spread across his cheeks when Henry grabbed his ankle, eyes widening a bit in surprise, and he instinctively screwed his foot loose of the grip, actually managing to fall into the tub this time with a low ‘thud’ “Shit.”

"Doofus…" Henry grumbled. "Hey, Goggles. Are you all right?" he asked, peeking his head over the tub. 

Ridge grunted in reply, cheek pressed to the cold metal, and eyes trained on the wall. He had his hands over his head. “Leave me here.”

"Don’t be stupid." Henry scoffed. "If you’d be willing to stay still for thirty seconds, your foot would be fully treated. And another thirty seconds would grant you bandages." He said, peering down at him.

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"Oh, no. I could never intrude on you like that." he said politely, shaking his head. 

She laughs softly.

"I’m the one inviting you. So there’s no need for you to say you’re intruding," she tells him.

"Still." he insisted, opening the door to the cafe for her. "We hardly know each other."

"I need you, I need you way more than you need me." (Ridge would say this, the dork)
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Henry opened his mouth, then closed it, unsure of what to say to that. “…That’s not true.” He finally managed, his voice taking a quieter tone.

“No, I don’t think so.” He murmured, lifting his foot a bit, lips pursed.

"This might hurt." Henry warned, gingerly applying peroxide to the damaged area.

Ridge tilted his head at the warning. “What is tha-” He cut off with a hiss, yanking his foot back like he’d been burned, and nearly fell into the bathtub. “Ah-”

"Calm down." Henry said coolly, grabbing Ridge’s ankle. "Have you never put peroxide on a cut before?" he tsked. "It’ll be quicker if you stay still."

A flush slowly spread across his cheeks when Henry grabbed his ankle, eyes widening a bit in surprise, and he instinctively screwed his foot loose of the grip, actually managing to fall into the tub this time with a low ‘thud’ “Shit.”

"Doofus…" Henry grumbled. "Hey, Goggles. Are you all right?" he asked, peeking his head over the tub. 

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fourfuckingidiots:

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There’s no need to be nasty to each other. It’s just someone’s personal preference which you should respect. Keep this in mind the next time you talk to someone with a different type of blog than you.

By the way, here’s my rules page, so you can see that I’m not a hypocrite.

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thebloomingrosefamily:

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"You make your own tea?" He asked, in wonder. He preferred English Breakfast tea, but he enjoyed just about any type. 

She nods.

"If you like, I can make you some next time," she tells him.

"Oh, no. I could never intrude on you like that." he said politely, shaking his head.