Badges And Badasses

He couldn’t even get in another word before their teenage son was thanking his mum and then went back into his room. “Ok this is the second time this week that he’s sweet talked his way outta school.” And if Theo is being honest with himself, it’s frustrating. “He’s been secretive, moody and snappy and it’s not just the hormones. The principal called me this mornin’ and said that he’s being rude to his teachers, skipping out on classes…. And he won’t even talk to me babe.”

manny placed a piece of hair behind her ear. their son has gotten a lot worse over the last couple of weeks. he was snappier than normal. talked back most of the time. mostly with theo. " he's a teenager baby. the hormones." she shrugged. " i dont know what's going on with him either but yelling at him doesn't make anything better. " another sigh left her lips. " maybe set him down one day and just talk to him. no yelling no arguing. maybe take him out to the batting cages or play some sport."

“That’s beyond hormones babe, way beyond hormones.” Theo grumbles, lifts his coffee and finishes the last mouthful. “Or, maybe he just hates me.” He’s being dramatic, he knows he is and yet it’s the first thought his mind creeps to. “Look I didn’t mean to yell at him, but he needs to know that it ain’t ok for him to take that kind of tone with you.” The blonde rubs at his eyes and nods in defeat. “Alright, I’ll take him down to the gym, boxing always helped me.”

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@vileintcnt I’m sobbing cause I can just see this being Harris & Tomas

Open-Theo Huxley

Connection-His Son/Daughter, Wife/Ex Wife

“Ok first of all bucko, watch your tone and how you talk to your Mother.” Theo paused, looking to them with a raised brow. “Second of all, you’re going to school, end of discussion.”

Nick flashed his father a shit-eating grin. “Bucko? Really, Dad?” He’d rather chew off his own arm than end up at that hellhole. Nick reached into his pocket and pulled out a rolled up joint. “I have different plans.”

“Yes, really!” Theo groans and takes the joint from Nick’s hand, being a parent, a divorced parent nonetheless, was hard but he and his ex wife always put up a united front when it came to their son. “What you think you’re gonna do and what you’re actually gonna do are two different things. You’re gonna go get dressed and then I’m gonna take you to school and if that means I gotta walk you into the damn building then that’s exactly what I’ll do.”

Open-Theo Huxley

Connection-His Son/Daughter, Wife/Ex Wife

“Ok first of all bucko, watch your tone and how you talk to your Mother.” Theo paused, looking to them with a raised brow. “Second of all, you’re going to school, end of discussion.”

all manny could do was sign. it wasn't easy raising a teenager but it is what it was. "theo it's fine. " she said. manny not the one being to argue. "if he wants to skip school tomorrow he can. it will just mean he has to do all the chores on his day off."

He couldn’t even get in another word before their teenage son was thanking his mum and then went back into his room. “Ok this is the second time this week that he’s sweet talked his way outta school.” And if Theo is being honest with himself, it’s frustrating. “He’s been secretive, moody and snappy and it’s not just the hormones. The principal called me this mornin’ and said that he’s being rude to his teachers, skipping out on classes…. And he won’t even talk to me babe.”

@vileintcnt no bc why is this Harris & Tomas 🥹

“Trust me, they aren’t as intimidating as you think, I promise.” Quite the opposite tended to be true in her experience. “May the best loser win.” She agrees, smiling as she glances over to him. If you’d told her a few days ago she would have met this man, she would have laughed. Harris had never been nervous when it came to a date either, or stuck for words, she’s usually confident and quick worded. Something about him is just different. “Absolutely, who doesn’t love some good comedy? And I heard someone at the bar talking to his friend group about how hilarious you were, I wouldn’t miss that opportunity.”

nathan gave her a single nod. he was definitely looking forward to seeing who won, “we could, you know, make it interesting. loser pays for dessert on the way home?” he wanted to spend as much time with her as possible. he just didn’t know how long she was going to want to hang out with him. he was pretty interested in seeing if she’d actually like his stand up and a big part of him hoped she did. “well, i’ll send a ticket your way. maybe even two if you want to bring a friend along. hopefully, just a friend.” he chuckled almost nervously.

A smile creeps up and a nod follows it. “Well I’m all for a challenge so I’m in. I vote for ice cream sundae’s.” So far it was turning out to be a great night and they hadn’t even gotten to dinner yet, she wouldn’t complain though because it meant spending more time with Nathan. “Nah, you can just send the one, most of the friends I have are still in the army. So just me.” And she wouldn’t give anyone a chance to take her attention away from him, not for a second. Harris wanted to see him do stand up and make sure she caught every second of it. “So how long have you been doing standup?” She didn’t exactly get out all that often, not that she wouldn’t like to, just that her work schedule could be chaotic on the best of days.

He hears her despite him still being half asleep, despite the pounding in his head that promises it isn’t leaving anytime soon, yet he keeps his eyes closed. “Morning,” he replies softly, though far be it from him for it to be gruff or rough, he’s exhausted. “Best I’ve slept in a while.” And he wants nothing more to sleep for a few more days. Theo would swear that Josephine being in bed next to him was nothing more than a fever dream if it weren’t for her hand on his chest, or being able to hear her breathing, smell her perfume. “How’d you sleep.” His hand covers hers, threading his fingers through hers, a feeling of safety coming with the small touch.

It takes everything in him to open his eyes, the sun bright and blinding for the first few seconds but they adjust and the first thing he sees is her, it brings a soft smile to his tired features. The blonde never thought he’d have the chance to wake up and see her face again, yet here he was, burning it into his memory, those memories being things that kept him somewhat sane on his worst days.

"I slept pretty good... forgot how much of a cuddler you are." Josephine chuckled, taking to gently caressing Theo's hand. The sun was brigjt out and it was shaping up to be a pretty good day. Josephine recalled the long winter and it was then that she actually mulled over the idea of just how long of a winter it was. A smile grazed her face when she realized that it was Saturday.

"I was thinking...do you maybe wanna go out today? Like we used to?" Josephine asked. They used to always go out on Saturdays. Wether it was a walk or dinner, the couple used it as a day to recooperate and maybe even romance once another if they had the chance. Josephine missed those days more than she let on. Those quaint little rituals of life managed to make her look forward to the end of the week.

"I was thinking you could take me out on a date." Josephine chuckled, leaning over and giving Theo a kiss.

“Aside from putting handcuffs on people, it’s the most physical contact I’ve had with anyone. You would have had a better chance at getting me to sell my kidneys than letting you go last night.” Theo shifted a little, just enough that he could drape his arm completely over her and allow himself to be as close to Josephine as possible. As tired as he felt, going out sounded like a good idea, more so as a date. “Could go to that little Italian place by the park like we use to.”

The blonde smiles when she kisses him and he returns it quite happily before settling his head back down on the pillow. “Let me make us coffee first.” He manages to pull himself out of bed, slowly but surely and moves into the kitchen. His body is aching and he feels worse for wear, he could probably sleep for hours on end but he’d much rather spend time with her. Theo pours them both a cup of coffee and takes them back into the bedroom and sits on the edge of the bed with both cups in his hands.

“Yeah, that is what friends do, but, I am your best friend and best friends scold you for doing stupid crap alone.” If she could roll her eyes any harder at him she would have, if he didn’t currently harbor a head injury, she would have smacked him upside said head. “I’m glad you feel honored, meanwhile I’m sweating bullets anytime I get a phone call in regards to you, so next time my doctor tells me my blood pressure is high, I’m passing your number on to him as the cause for it.” Harris can’t help but laugh at him, looping her arm around his. “Call me mum one more time and I’ll be the one to put you in the ground, wise ass.” She joked, waving a thanks to the doctor with her free hand. “Let’s go, god forbid we stay here another second and give you another reason to get hurt.”

"Alright, you got me there." Will chuckled, glancing to the nurse who had finished stitching the cut and indicated he could go. Carefully, he climbed to his feet and grabbed his jacket, pulling it over his shoulders. "You can just send me the invoice then. But for now, how about we get some food on the way and we can catch up like normal people. My treat, consider it an apology for worrying you so much."

“Food sounds great, and you’re damn right it’s your treat.” Harris gave him a gentle nudge and walked him out to her car, there’d be a day sometime in the future where she didn’t get a call about Will that worried her. “Ok, where are we going for food? We ordering in or going somewhere?” If she really put thought into it, they were two damn peas in a pod, one of them always worrying the other. “Have you considered a holiday? Like an actual holiday, no missions, no guns or getting shot at, just relaxing somewhere for once.” The brunette teased with a laugh.

These promo pics will kill me before the actual show does…