Blessing

AN: feral. Going absolutely feral.

CW: smoking, mild swearing

Razor’s father looked over his shoulder, busy helping with dishes. “Sure, what do you need?” He looked around to make sure Branch and Elion weren’t eavesdropping. “I- just wanted to ask.. umm..” he messed with the prongs on his wheels. “F- for… your- blessing.. to- marry.. umm t- to marry Broken.. please..”

”Up!” Bolt held his hands up. “I want to be tall!” Broken smiled and picked him up, putting his brother on his shoulders. “That better kid…?” He giggled and held onto his ears, looking around from his new perch. “Better.” They kept walking until they got to the old house. Broken set Bolt on his feet and let him and Razor go ahead, trudging after them.

Bolt skipped over and sat in front of his mother’s grave, chatting to her happily. He told her about Broken coming back and about meeting Remus and how cool it was that he was a nurse. Razor stood on the edge of the property and watched him. “You doing ok kitty?” He shrugged, lighting one of those cigarettes he wasn’t smoking anymore. “I guess…”

She nodded and held her hand out for one. They’re both gonna be in shit if Bolt snitches. “Are we going to hear from you after you get home? Or are you gonna disappear for half a dozen years again.” She asked, waiting for a light. “Oi..” he laughed. “I got busy is all.. promise I’ll call you more often, alright..?” She smiled and elbowed him playfully. “You better or I’ll come down there and kick your ass.”

Bolt hopped over after a couple minutes. He lives here he visits his mom like every week. “You guys aren’t allowed to smoke.” He huffed. Broken stared down at him, he’s trying so hard not to say “what are you gonna do, tell mom?” right now. “Yeah yeah it’s just one..” he flicked his tail and walked over, sitting in front of his mother’s grave. “Hey ma..”

”I thought you said you didn’t smoke?” Bolt asked. “Say a word to mom and I’ll kick your ass.” Razor said. She won’t, she’s got like 6 years on him she’d win easily. He huffed and crossed his arms childishly. “Why do grown ups get to have all the fun?” She sighed and ruffled his hair. “Because Broken doesn’t like being here, and cigarettes help calm him down even if they’re not good for him. So be nice alright? He’s leaving in a few hours.”

Broken sat there and talked to his mom for a while, telling her all about dating Remus and about how happy he was to see his brothers again. He sniffled and wiped his eyes, standing up. “C’mon.. it’s gettin’ late..” he dropped the end of his cigarette on the ground and smooshed it under his boot. Bolt smiled and grabbed his hand, dragging him down the street.

”Welcome home dear.” Remus smiled from the couch. “Hi..” Broken kicked his boots off and yawned. “You ready to start packin’ up…?” He nodded and slipped into his chair. “Everything should already be packed from this morning.” Broken trudged upstairs and started bringing their bags out to the truck. Remus picked up a small bag and set it in his lap, doing his best to take it out to the car. “Thank you dear..” Broken kissed the top of his head. “You wanna get in the truck…?”

He smiled and fixed his jacket. “We still have to say goodbye to your family.” He rolled his eyes playfully and helped Remus back inside, taking out the last of their bags. “That’s it..” he yawned, closing the door with his foot. “It was nice having you over.” Razor’s father hugged him. He purred and hugged back, lifting him off the floor by accident. “Broken put me down.” He laughed.

Broken’s family hugged him one by one, Razor making him swear on his moms grave he’d visit more often. “We can’t visit too often, we have pets to take care of.” Remus smiled, hugging Razor’s mother, don’t think he was getting left out of this. “You guys should come down next time.” Branch hung around near the back. “I’ve got exams for the next like month, but we could probably go down after that.”

The boys got their shoes on and trudged out to the car, getting inside. Broken turned the truck on and smiled, waving as he pulled out of the driveway. “That was nice.” Remus leaned his head against his arm, holding his hand over the console. “I guess it was…” Broken reluctantly agreed. “But I’m tired as shit, gonna nap as soon as we get home…”