capitalh | [closed] teenage hormones

Who: Tommy Shepherd and Aña Corazon
Where: The Hobo Hovel (their shitty warehouse squat)
When: Nowish!
What: So Tommy and Aña sort of made out but then they had a kid to look after so it wasn't really discussed. Time to talk about FEELS.
Warnings: FEELS.

[It's not unusual for Tommy to get back to their place to it being empty. Aña's been going to a doctor recently to get her arm back into working order, so he figures she's just there, and Matilda... Well, he's not entirely sure where she went, but she has his cell number and knows how to get hold of him if she was in trouble. Still, he peers around the empty warehouse, hands full of groceries.]

Yo, anyone here? [His voice echoes a little off the walls, and Tommy just gives a shrug before hopping through the broken window, dragging the bags with him, so he can put them down and raid their contents.

He's been doing odd jobs all day all over the city--and one outside of it--and is currently running on empty. But before he starts refuelling, he pulls the small amount of cash he'd earned that day and goes over to a boarded up part of the far wall, pulling one of the strips of board free. Inside, there's a jar with a wad of cash tied up with a rubber band and short change, and Tommy adds to it, yawning a little. Hopefully soon they'd be able to get out of this shitty place and into somewhere with working plumbing.

With that all settled, he pulls out a huge bag of chips, a can of coke and a tray of cupcakes out of the groceries and flops down on their dingy sofa, awaiting his ladies' return.]

Man, I wish we had a freaking TV.

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[Never mind that if the Spider Society decides it wants her back, she won't have a choice. She's... not ever really brought that up with him. She's not sure he'd take it well.]

Yeah, well. I need Newt to do some work on my arm, anyway, it was all crusty and pussy inside when he cracked it open the first time and he's still cleaning it up.

[he pulls a rather spectacular face at the description, eying the arm.]

Yeesh, thanks for the mental image there.

[He sobers a little though, looking up at her as if he's trying to get a good read on her.]

Y'know you don't have to do it, right? You can take time off.

You didn't have to hear or smell it, so don't even start with me.

[ She rolls her eyes, in large part because she's trying to... avoid talking about this. It's not that she doesn't trust him or value his opinion, but she is just not up for this talk right now. Nope. Not with him, anyway, he's biased. ]

Duh, which is why I'm not doing any heroing right now. Can we stop being depressing and go back to making out or whatever?

[...mouth, that was NOT what she meant to say]

Yeah, so not coming to one of those visits. You're painting an awesome picture here.

[But then she continues and he stares at her for a few seconds. They have't really had a chance to even address what had happened that night. He'd not even been sure it had happened.]

--Uh, yeah okay, sure. [He swivels a little on the couch so she can climb ontop if she wants. He's not gonna pass up makeouts okay.]

[Okay, it's both a really good way to change the subject and, y'know, he's a good kisser and it distracts her from how fucked up everything is, so even though she just kind of blurted that out and is a little regretting it, she is not gonna turn down the chance for makeouts.

Even if it is really awkward just kind of climbing into his lap and kissing him

It's still really nice. ]

[He knows she's trying to change the the subject. And he's okay with that. Talking about shit is hard sometimes. He's not even good at looking at his legs for too long right now, let alone talk about what happened in there. And she lost a limb, instead of getting them mangled.

Okay, Thomas, focus. You have a hot woman in your lap making out with you and all you can do is worry about her. What are you, her Mom? ... Ew, gross.

Anyway.

He shifts a little underneath her to get more comfortable, his hands moving to her hips, not really sure where to put them. He ends up going for her waist to tug her closer as he kisses her back.]

[It's okay. Aña's making out with a hot guy and all she can think about is Miguel and her arm and if she wants to keep heroing.

And wondering why she's making out with him in the first place and what they're even doing and what it means.

The last thought brings her up short after a couple of minutes and she pushes back, still straddling his lap, to look at him oddly]

What are we doing?

[He doesn't look as disappointed as you'd expect a teenage boy with a libido as high as Tommy's to look when she pulls away. He blinks owlishly at her, shrugging his shoulder lightly.]

I dunno, it was your idea.

No, I know, just--

[She rolls off his lap, back to sitting next to him, frowning a little]

What is this? Are we dating now, or... just making out for the hell of it, or what?

[He drops his hands pretty quick and scoots back, having the decency to look a little embarrassed by the situation. He eyes the bag of chips and suddenly has lost his appetite.]

--Well, uh. [He looks over to her. God this is awkward.]

We did kinda just adopt a kid?

[It's too much. Aña bursts out laughing, and can't stop for a good half a minute. She waves her hand, trying to let him know she's not laughing at him, and takes a few deep breaths]

Oh wow. Yeah. Yeah, we kind of did, didn't we?

[He cracks a smile, but doesn't join her in the laughing, still obviously baffled by the situation. Honestly, what's wrong with him? Ana is fantastic. She's pretty much the whole package. So why isn't this working?

She has a point though. What are they? Definitely not dating, that's for sure.]

--Look. I mean. You're great, but. [How do you not-dump a person?]

But you have absolutely no desire to tap dat?

[she's teasing, but she also sounds really relieved] Gracias a Dios, I thought it was just me.

[He feigns insult.]

--Uh, why not? Have you seen my ass?

[He gives her a bit of a grin, before thinking for a moment.]

It's weird. It's like you're family. I'm not gonna go tap my sister. [a pause.] Not that I know what actually having a family is like, but I'm gonna guess it's like this.

[solemnly] It is a mighty fine ass.

[but then she grins back at him and shrugs]

It was just me and my dad, but... other than the fact that he was my dad and I never tried making out with him 'cause ew? It's pretty much like this.

[he gives a small nod, staring off at a distant wall as she talks, his foot starting to jiggle a little. It's only just occurred to him that Ana is his family now. And it's got him grinning.]

I think I like you better as a sister, than a girlfriend.

[It's got Aña grinning, too. They come from different situations, but they're both without anybody but each other for family now, and the realization is pretty grin-worthy]

Good, because I think I like you better as a brother.

[Here, Tommy, have a hug. You don't have a choice]

[He sees the hug coming a mile off but doesn't dodge it, moving to wrap an arm around her too. He gives her a squeeze, and grins at her.]

You're not gonna cry on me, are you?

As if!

[you do not see her eyes getting a little sparkly with the couple of tears she will NOT shed, that is a lie]

[He laughs and presses a kiss onto her forehead. The platonic kind. Not the sexy kind.]

Sure. Want another cupcake?

Fuck yeah I do. [he gets a kiss on the cheek before she leans over to grab one.]

[he moves the tray closer to her, stretching his arms up into the air to crack a few bones and stretch his muscles out.]

Oh man, did I tell you about the random lady who thought I was someone from Alpha Force?

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