𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴

𝘞𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘶𝘴

[𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 @Vessarien]

𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘢 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦. -

[𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 @Vessarien]

Perhaps the hardest lesson was accepting that healing couldn't be rushed, no matter how eager he was to return to the life he'd lived before.

[𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 @Vessarien]

Another laughed.

"No shortcuts this time."

Elliot merely smirked.

"I wasn't planning on losing."

At the signal, several horses surged forward almost simultaneously.

Noir exploded into motion.

His powerful strides devoured the distance with remarkable grace, each hoofbeat -

[𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 @Vessarien]

With his friends riding beside him instead of racing ahead, Elliot guided Noir back toward the stables at an easy walk, silently admitting to himself that becoming a father had taught him many things.

[𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 @Vessarien]

@cursedaengxl "While the pan warms up, you're on onion duty. I’ll be right here watching your technique. Let's see your skills in action."

[𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 @Vessarien]

"Hold on. Who said anything about backing out?" Elliot lets out a short chuckle, though he doesn't break eye contact.

[—𝒕aerang @cursedaengxl]

@2DRP_AU ⠀⠀"come on, you promised! don't tell me you're going to back out of your words like this?" raises an eyebrow.

[𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 @Vessarien]

@cursedaengxl He nudges Taerang out of his frozen stance and points toward the stove. "Alright, clear the crime scene. Wipe down that pan or get a clean one, preferably and turn the heat to medium."

Elliot slides a cutting board over and hands him a knife, handle first. -

[𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 @Vessarien]

@tragovin Down to the small digital screen in Eric's hand, which stubbornly read 42 C instead of a double pink line. The triumphant laughter died in Elliot's throat, replaced by a sheepish, crashing realization as he cleared his throat,

"Oh. That’s... a fever. Need paracetamol?"

[𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 @Vessarien]

@RumAndRoses

[𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 @Vessarien]

"He's well. Strong lungs. He makes certain everyone in the house knows exactly when he's hungry."

His gaze drifted for a moment, as though picturing the tiny infant.

"Only a week old, yet he's already managed to become the center of the House." A low chuckle escaped him.

[Theo (SH) @RumAndRoses]

@2DRP_AU "how's your son? Is he well?"

[𝘌𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘵 𝘏𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘴 @Vessarien]

he'll inherit the Hayes name. I only hope he'll inherit the values behind it as well."

He rested one arm against the chair, studying Theo with quiet curiosity.

"You've spoken a little about your daughter, but not much about yourself."

"What do you do for a living, Theo?"