sometimes he thinks about it. when he sees Poe and how much he reminds him of his mother; what life would've been like with a child ( just ) like her, hair and attitude included.
But that's a thought for another day. another life.
/ I need to sleep and miss Bee is like: how do u think shara died after i remember the worst thing she's ever given me the thoughts of in terms of ships. what is sleep? what is PEACE? i haven't known it in years
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As soon as you learned to walk, you were ready to run. The ranch is big, and you were gone; we needed something.
( oh you mean: perfect? ) . . . my back already aches thinking of it.
- tugs at his heart more than he should admit to.
"If the boy is tired, it'd be rude to leave him be, and you know it."
His attention is focused on her, navigating backwards through the house easy. "What do you want? You can get his lordship when he wakes, I'll continue food."
. . . Was there ( any ) need for that absolute truth being dropped like that? He enjoys Poe's nap time more than Poe probably does, to be fair. He won't apologise for that.
Though he likes it even more when it's Shara who naps with him. His entire ๐ก๐๐๐ asleep together -
~ each other out, ending their adventures with the toddler on top of his fatherโs chest.
intertwining their hands, shara fell into place beside her husband as they moved towards the kitchen.
- adores her when an action that small had that effect?
"You needn't ask! The crops are looked after, I have all day to get under your feet and entertain his lordship." His tone is full of fondness, such a family man these days, taking a hand to lead her to their kitchen.
it's the t'bac more than the cigar these days; addiction to the nicotine had surpassed the war ( strange as that was to think about ).
There's nothing he would not do to see her smile, to see the way her expression softened and filled with joy. Is there any wonder why he -
~ humming softly in contentment. she never thought she would be allowed a life such as this one.
โcome make breakfast with me?โ a request more than a demand. she understood if kes had things he needed to get done. โyour son will be waking up at any moment.โ
@OfHappyBeeps And who's fault is that? He never comes home, never callsโ honestly, if Kes wasn't as close to Leia as he is, he'd have no clue what was going on in his son's life these days.
"Hello, son."
Of course he will.
He's more than a little aware that she doesn't appreciate the smell of smoke, hence why he does it far away. and far less than he once did. But he does break her hold, just so he can turn. Pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"I always miss you, mi vida."
โ โ will he be having a cup with her? if so, then yes please.
brown eyes flutter closed as she breathes in his scent. the smell of grass in the morning dew, and burning cigar smoke. a smell she never wished to forget.
โdonโt be silly, amor. I understand, I just missed you.โ
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Does she need some caf? He'll get her some if it's too early for her to be a functioning member of society.
"You know me, never not busy. I ( did ) intend to be back, I'm sorry, corazรณn." his thumb brushed against the back of her hand. "Are you okay?"
โ โ โ โmm,โ
the woman grumbled out in response to the taller maleโs quip, not wanting to humor him just yet.
โwhere did you run off to this morning? I woke up and you were gone.โ
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A friendly reminder that the Dameron Ranch is more than open to Poe's friends.
You need a place to sleep? You got it.
You need a home cooked meal with veggies? Dinner is served at 6.
You need an overbearing parent? That's my number one job.