[CLOSED] ignore the untrue.

[dallas emery atkins]

Dallas laughed, walking back to the sofa where Deacon sat with Bandit and Beau. His boyfriend -or fiance, as the case may be- was with his sister today. And as reluctant he had been to actually let them go to the movies alone, they had went anyways.

"No, you don't understand." Deacon said with a smile. "He was just, banging the fuck out of his drums. And I was just sitting there with my guitar and the next thing I know this drumstick came flying at me. And it hit me like, square in the forehead. That hurts more than like, stepping on a lego."

"I would imagine so." Dallas said with a laugh. She could imagine Deacon being hit in the head with a drumstick. "I never noticed you have a bit of a lisp until now."

"Sad thing is, I think Bandit's picking it up. Like, she thinks that's how you're supposed to talk. Between me and Connor, she won't ever know how to talk." He shrugged, watching her try to hand a toy to Beau. He looked up as Caine walked in and smiled. Dallas smiled over at him, moving to sit on the floor so he could sit on the sofa.

[caine johnson]

Arms reached out, Caine yawned as he walked into the living room to find Deacon, Bandit, Beau, and Dallas. The house never seemed to be empty, there was always someone new waiting in the living room. Walking around the couch, he sat on the floor next to Dallas, wrapping his arms around her. "Hey, Deacon. Where's Connor?" He asked, resting his chin on Dallas's shoulder.

Caine was, finally, staying at Dallas's house without a fuss. He enjoyed it. Waking up to see her face in the tiny sun light that leaked through the blinds in the bedroom, always put a smile on his face. Everyday, he seemed to fall for Dallas even more. The way she looked at him, gave him butterflies like he had never felt before. Letting go of her, he leaned back on his hands, his eyes watched Beau and Bandit.

Caine felt at home, being around Dallas and Beau. It was like magic, the way he felt. "What did I miss?" He asked. A smile pulled at his lips as he eyes moved around the room before landing back on Beau. Beau was squirming around on the floor, like he was trying to crawl, but couldn't get it right just yet.

[dallas emery atkins]

"With his sister." He said, stretching out on the couch. He closed his bright green eyes, tucking an arm behind his head. Bandit came up and hit him in the stomach with something and he groaned, doubling over.

"That's not nice." Dallas said. But she couldn't hide the laugh. She slipped her fingers between Caine's, pulling his arms tighter around him.

"OFF." Bandit told Deacon, pulling on her hospital band.

"NO." He yelled back. "And stop hitting me! You don't hit Daddy!"

"Me yub da dee." She said with a nod, and Deacon wrinkled his nose at her.

"You're fuckin' rotten." He told her, laying back on the sofa.

"Well she told you, huh?" She asked Deacon with a smirk, and he flipped her off. She shook her head, opening her arms for Bandit. She walked over, throwing her arms around Dallas. Dallas hugged her tight, then Bandit walked back over to Beau. She squatted down beside him, playing with his hair.

"She loves Beau. It's so cute. She won't let him out of her sight." Dallas said, looking up at Caine. She kissed his cheek gently, running her fingers up and down his arm. "Hey, Deacon. Are you gonna tell Caine?"

"Tell Caine what?" He grumbled, rubbing his stomach.

"About Connor."

"Oh yeah. We're getting married. Bandit and Chris are gonna be the flower girls." He smiled a bit, nodding towards Bandit. "Imagine her with flowers. She can't even keep a bow in her hair."

[caine johnson]

He didn't know Deacon or Connor as well as Dallas, but he had met them once or twice before. It was odd, seeing other 'creatures' and he still hadn't gotten used to the idea. Every once and awhile he would even forget he was an angel, but something always made him realize he was. A chuckle escaped his lips as Bandit hit Deacon. He enjoyed their company, the few times that they came over.

The touch of Dallas's lips against his cheek sent a cold chill down his spine, making him lean up from his hands. Caine pulled Dallas back into his arms, letting his legs stretch out across the floor. "I imagine the flowers will end up on your guests, instead of on the floor." He smiled and squeezed Dallas gently before kissing her cheek.

"Dallas hasn't worked her way into your wedding yet?" He asked, laughing as he ran his fingers through Dallas's hair, "When did this all happen? During my nap?" Dallas usually kept him updated on the things that happened her in giant family, and there were always plenty of things happening. It was nice hearing it from Deacon though. It made him feel more included.

[dallas emery atkins]

Deacon laughed. "No, not yet. I think it might just be like, small. Teeny tiny. So his bastard dad doesn't find out." He shrugged, glancing over at his red head. "Oh yeah. I proposed and we planned the wedding and everything. All while you were napping. We LOVE making you feel left out. And as far as Bandit with the flowers, I'd rather them be on the guests than trust her with the rings." He yawned. "I don't fucking know. I haven't even talked to Connor about any of this. Bandit's been clinging to me and Connor since he went to the hospital, so like, a honeymoon is pretty much out of the question."

"Poor baby. She's probably scared." Dallas said, leaning back against Caine. She would have offered to keep her, but if she didn't want to leave either Connor or Deacon, that would be kind of hard to do. That and they had Beau now. And he was enough of a handful. "Bandit, baby. Beau can't wear bows." Dallas said with a laugh, watching Bandit try to put the bow in the baby's hair.

"Why?" She asked her, looking over at them.

"Because he's a boy. And boys don't wear bows." Dallas said, gesturing for her to come over so she could put it back in. Bandit walked over to Deacon instead, putting it into his hair.

"At least it's green." He said with a shrug. Dallas couldn't help but smile and shake her head.

"Perty!" She told Deacon, kissing his forehead.

"I know I am." He said, closing his eyes.

"Why does Connor even stay with you? You're so arrogant." Dallas said with a smirk, and Deacon just shrugged, a smirk on his lips too.

[caine johnson]

"I figured as much," His lips curled into a smile as a hand swept through his hair. His eyes followed Bandit as she tried to place the bow in Beau's hair. "They were bow ties," Caine shrugged, leaning Dallas up before reaching out toward Beau. It was a stretch, but Caine pulled Beau up into his arms, rocking him back and forth. Beau curled up into almost ball, resting his head against Caine's chest. It was easy enough to put him to sleep. The hardest part was getting him to stay asleep.

Caine gently swiped the bangs of Beau's hair away from his forehead. Caine had never seen so much hair grow so quickly on a little baby. "You could just always go to the lake. It's pretty nice out there." He suggested. It probably wouldn't be much like a honeymoon, but atleast it would be away from town. Beau made a noise and reached out toward Dallas. Caine sat him down beside Dallas, and slowly, got up from the floor to walk in the kitchen.

As he reached the kitchen, he quickly got a bottle ready. First, he washed it, unsure if it was clean or not. Then, Caine mixed the powder and liquid together. Placing it in the microwave, he pushed in the numbers for thirty seconds. He stopped the microwave before the timer went off and checked to see how warm it was on his wrist.

Caine brought the bottle with him as he walked back into the living room, taking back his spo next to Dallas. He pulled Beau back up into his arms and began to feed him. Beau wrapped his little fingers around the bottle, but it was still to big for him to hold. "Did anyone want anything?" He asked, knowing he should have asked when he was in the kitchen, but he didn't mind getting back up. Beau stopped drinking from the bottle, and Caine moved him from resting on his chest to his shoulder before patting Beau on he back gently til he burped. "Bandit could stay here.. if she, Dallas, and you two agreed to it. I wouldn't mind watching her and Beau."