[CLOSED] nothing but broke promises.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon reached over, slipping his fingers between Connor's. He pulled the boy's hand into his lap, holding it between his. He laid his head ontop of Connor's, watching as Bandit carefully ate her food. He knew if she even got a drop of sauce on her, she would throw a fit. He kissed the top of his head gently, his hand trailing up and down Connor's arm. He started humming again, his wedding march not sounding quite so scary from Deacon's throat. By the time Bandit was ready to be married, she would be frightened of the song.

His green eyes turned to Connor, watching the boy carefully. "I love you.." He whispered.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor smiled faintly as Deacon took his hand, curling up against him just slightly in his slumped sitting position. A hiccup passed his lips and he clamped his mouth shut impishly, holding his breath until they passed.

Letting it out slowly, Deacon's words brought another smile to his face. "Love y-you too..." He licked at his lips, felt his stomach churn faintly in complaint.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon guessed it was just a matter of time before Connor got sick. And the girls were still eating. Or Bandit was.

He slid off the counter, picking Connor up. He carried him in his arms up the stairs and to the bedroom, where he layed him down on the bed. He couldn't help thinking Connor was like a pregnant woman now, everything making him sick. He crawled into the bed next to him, laying face down. He yawned, wondering if he had enough time to run to the store and get Christy something to entertain her when Bandit went to bed, which was early.

"I'm gonna go to the store. Are you gonna be okay? I'll take the girls." He offered, looking over at him.

[connor crayze sykes]

"I-I can walk you know," Connor complained, smiling faintly as he hugged Deacon close. After a moment he felt the bed beneath him. He draped and arm over Deacon, burying his face against his side.

"Mm, I'll be f-fine.." He mumbled, hoping the words would prove true. They had told him the stomach problems rejecting his food were one reason he got sick when he ate, on top of his lack of eating, and he still had those two choices lingering.

"J-just, be careful, y-yeah? I don't want h-her accidently tryina hug you." He kissed him on the lips tenderly.

[deacon reid rudman]

Deacon was about to say something when he felt Connor's lips on his. He smiled, moving closer to him, a hand finding it's way to the small of his back. He ran his fingers across the skin there gently, hugging him close as he sucked on his bottom lip, then pulled away.

"You're a tease, you know that?" He asked with a smile, kissing him gently again before climbing out of bed. The last thing he needed was to be horny and have to go to the store. He changed out of his bloody jeans, pulling on a shirt. He walked over and kissed him one last time before going to the bathroom, doing quick work of his hair. He grabbed one of Bandit's dresses, and walked down the stairs.

"Okay, who wants ice cream?" He asked, coaxing Bandit over to him to put on her dress.

[connor crayze sykes]

Connor smiled. "S-says you," He challenged, meeting each and every kiss before pulling the blankets close, feeling cold. He snuggled lazily into the bed, hoping if he didn't move around too much that he might not have an upset stomach enough to make him throw up.

"Yess!" Christy huffed, smiling lopsidedly, expression enthusiastic. She glanced towards the stairs where Connor had not come down after Deacon. "Bubba isn't coming?"

[deacon reid rudman]

"Daddy- uh, Connor is taking a nap. His medicine makes him sleepy." He said, pulling Bandit's dress over her head. She smiled up at him as he fixed her pigtails, then walked over grabbing her shoes. He helped her put them on, then grabbed his keys and wallet.

"Tell you what, though. We'll get you something fun to do when Bandit goes to bed and I'll even let you in on his surprise if you don't go touching me. Deal?" He checked his wallet, then put it in his pocket, picking up the little red head.

[connor crayze sykes]

"Okay," She huffed, scampering up the steps and into the bedroom. She kissed Connor's forehead. 'By Con-Con.." She whispered, stroking his hair. He took her hand a moment and then she was gone again, heading back downstairs.

She nodded enthusiastically at the deal that Deacon made, playing with a little golden locket around her neck, opening the heart to look at the picture before closing it again.

[deacon reid rudman]

"To the car, then." He carried Bandit out on his shoulders, buckling her in her seat. He climbed into the driver's seat, plugging his phone into the speakers. He scrolled through the songs, finding a few that Bandit usually danced to. Once Christy was in and situated, he started to the mall, looking back at them occasionally. Bandit was bouncing in her seat to the music, and Deacon just smiled, shaking his head.

When they were finally at the mall, he took Bandit out, putting her on his shoulders again. He walked to the food court, getting Christy her ice cream, then started towards the jewlery store. "You're a girl. You can pick out pretty stuff, right?"

[connor crayze sykes]

Christy climbed into the back of the car, giggling softly throughout the ride when Bandit danced. Once they reached the mall, she trailed after them, always careful not to bump into Deacon.

Thanking him politely for the ice cream, she took a bite with her sppon, sticking it in her mouth, and nodded hapoily when he questioned her about being able to pick things out.