[CLOSED] just a little late.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt took a bite of his toast, watching Marc wander after Tony. In a way, the both of them were on the same level. There wasn't a 'top and bottom' like people always assumed. Marc needed Tony, immortal or not. He couldn't live on his own, and Britt knew that. And maybe, in a way, Tony needed to be needed. It kept the mind from wandering, right? 'I love you..' He heard Marc say quietly, wrapping his arms around Tony. Britt just walked over to the fridge with his toast hanging out of his mouth.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey smiled as she watched her brother blush and cuddle up against Marcus to eat. She looked away respectfully, laughing at Britton. "You look like a dog," She teased as she took notice of the toast hanging from his mouth. She finished her own piece off slowly, then finished her water again.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

Britt smirked, grabbing a juice box out of the fridge. He sat down on the counter, putting his toast on his knee as he put his straw in his juice box. "Woof." He said with a laugh, bringing the juice box to his mouth to take a sip of it. He guessed the noise they were making had woke Jack up because he came toddling downstairs, dragging his blanket and his teddy bear with him.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey snickered, shaking her head at him before yawning again. She knew she would be sleeping at the airport or on their flight. "Hey Jack!" She huffed when he toddled out. She moved to sit down, reaching out to ruffle his hair. She saw Tony get up to rinse his bowl, and guessed they would all be leaving in a few moments.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Hey, Zoo-ey." Jack said, climbing up to sit in her lap. He yawned, leaning against her sleepily. Britt finished off his juice box, tossing it in the trash along with everything but the bite of toast he'd eaten earlier. He dusted off his jeans, then started picking up everyone's bags, hauling them into the back of his truck. One vehicle was much easier to bring to the airport than two. He walked back in, nearly running into Marc.

"Bedtime, Jack." He said, holding out his arms. He shook his head, moving closer to Zoey.

"I seep-a Zoo-ey 'n da beebee." He said.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey ran her figers through his dark hair. "I can't stay, Jack.. But we'll have a sleep over when I get back, okay?" She smiled at him, gently helping him down. "Go back to sleep with Monroe, okay?" She took his little hand and led him back to bed, making sure he was tucked in before wandering back to the others, a hand covering her mouth before she stretched. Tony had grabbed Marc's hand and was walking backwards with a flirty smile, leading him to the car.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Okay.." Jack mumbled sadly, going upstairs with her. Britt waited at the door, watching her come down. He gently put his hand on her back, leading her outside. But not before he caught the smirk on Marc's lips.

"You're like a fucking rabbit, Marc." Britt said, opening the door for Zoey. Marc just shrugged, following Tony into the car. He pulled the boy into his lap, holding him close to him.

"I can't help it Tony has a trance over me or something. I don't question it."

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Zoey watched them with a smile as Tony climbed into the back bench seat and curled up in Marc's lap, kissing him deeply. Zoey laughed softly before murmuring a thank you as Britton opened the door. She climbed in and pulled on her seatbelt, resting her head against the window.

[britton "britt" markus roberts]

"Mm.." Marc breathed, leaning close at the deep kiss to kiss him back just as deeply. He wrapped his arms tighter around Tony, holding the boy as close to him as he could get him. Britt climbed into the truck, pulling on his seatbelt with a yawn. He hated driving tired, especially considering it was literally still dark outside. He backed out of the driveway, then started towards the airport with his arm propped up on the door, holding his head.

[zoey ashlyn martyn]

Tony smiled, a hand on his chest, wings draped across the back of the truck as he kept curled up in Marc's arms.
He reached out absently as she shifted her weight, putting one hand in Britton's lap and draping the other over her stomach as she began to drift into sleep.