RUMI LESTRANGE.

.@novisdomina’s hubby. Country music star.

[RUMI LESTRANGE. @AmisitFilim]

❝Hᴇʟʟ ɪs ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪʟs ᴀʀᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ.❞

— Sᴏɴ ᴏғ Rᴀʙᴀsᴛᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ Aɴᴅʀᴏᴍᴇᴅᴀ Lᴇsᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ
— Oʟᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴡɪɴ ᴛᴏ Rᴀᴍɪɴ
— Dᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ ʀᴘ
— Tʀɪɢɢᴇʀ Wᴀʀɴɪɴɢs
— Sʜɪᴘs ᴡɪᴛʜ: Cʜᴇᴍɪsᴛʀʏ

[RUMI LESTRANGE. @AmisitFilim]

He might have done a stupid thing last night.

[RUMI LESTRANGE. @AmisitFilim]

@novisdomina Rumi had no idea how they were going to do this but perhaps ignorance was bliss. Kissing Bellamy once more, he gave her a weak smile. Could she see the nervousness in his eyes? He was so scared.

“I love you, Bells. Very, very much.”

[RUMI LESTRANGE. @AmisitFilim]

@novisdomina Kissing her lips softly, he brushed his thumb softly over her cheek. He was so lucky. Why she wanted him he’ll never understand but he wouldn’t question it either. He was so happy with her.

“Just get better first, ok? Come home.”

[RUMI LESTRANGE. @AmisitFilim]

@caputserpentis He’ll box. Against his dad. A friendly match. What does he say?

[RUMI LESTRANGE. @AmisitFilim]

Ugh.

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@SheCfGold Rumi tried not to laugh. This was ridiculous. And pathetic too. His mother couldn’t scare him. Glaring at her, he snickered.

“Or what? What are you going to do about it?”

[RUMI LESTRANGE. @AmisitFilim]

He hopes she likes her Christmas g i f t.

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@novisdomina And how was he suppose to say no to that? He wanted her to be happy, to have everything she wanted. Even though he hated the idea of the house. As long as Bellamy is happy.

“Then I’ll tell pops we’ll take it.”

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@novisdomina “Pops insists,” Rumi said. The decision seemed to have been made for him, per Bellamy’s quick change of conversation to the topic.

“It’s ours if we want it.”

[RUMI LESTRANGE. @AmisitFilim]

@caputserpentis “Yeah, Yeah I’ll talk to her about it.”

The stress of a house was the last thing he needed. Rumi didn’t know how to deal with all this. And right now he /really/ wanted a drink. The temptation was strong. Fuck.

[RUMI LESTRANGE. @AmisitFilim]

“Pops?”

Putting his bag and jacket down at the front door of @caputserpentis’ house, Rumi ran his fingers through long greasy hair as he looked around for the sight of a living human being.

“Lucinda? Dad? Anyone home?”

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@SheCfGold “Hey. Maybe I like being drunk. It’s makes this fucking family at least a little bit tolerable,” Rumi snapped sharply. His mother had no right to judge him. None.

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@novisdomina Sitting down on the edge of the bed, Rumi sighed before he shrugged his shoulders.

“He’s ok. He’s worried about you. About this pregnancy too. He’s afraid of losing you.”

[RUMI LESTRANGE. @AmisitFilim]

He’s got such a damn headache.

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@SheCfGold Rumi was drunk. Again. Looking worse than ever before, the male sat on the couch with a half empty bottle of whiskey in his hand and he shook his head. He may have taken some pills beforehand too.

“No. Fuck,” he said before drinking straight from the bottle. “Leave me alone.”

[RUMI LESTRANGE. @AmisitFilim]

@caputserpentis — long, greasy hair.

“I need to talk to the missus first. This is not just my decision. It’s hers too.”

[RUMI LESTRANGE. @AmisitFilim]

@caputserpentis It seemed like a good deal to Rumi. Well, it was something he could live with. He didn’t want to be handed things. He wanted to earn it, and he supposes this was a way for both father and son to be happy. So Rumi sighed and he nodded as he ran his fingers through his —