[ maple & shades & and you other losers <3 ] -- [ mature ]

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Bastian Skyes ; ;

Bastian shrugged, “I haven’t showered since we had sex, so.” He laid there, his eyes closed; glasses running up his forehead. In a matter of minutes, he was out like a light.

[Maple ♥]

Lauren Skyes:

    Lauren finished the last of her long mound of curls, setting the curling iron on counter of the bathroom and humming slightly. With a spray of sweet smelling hairspray, she moved her attention to her make-up, coating it on nicely. She was only 23, almost 24, and still looked pretty hot, she had to admit. Her waist hadn't fluctuated, no wrinkles had formed, yet. Some might think she could still pass off as a high school student, which she was perfectly okay with. 

    Drew's voice whined from the other room, "Mommy, the TV is broken!"

    In mid-brush of mascara, Lauren sighed subtly and set it down, moving out of the bathroom towards her daughter who sat on the bed, now bigger and full of attitude. She'd already been dressed for a while, because if Lauren didn't look good Drew at least had to, and she'd been told to pop a squat on the bed and watch cartoons. For some reason the damn TV was paused, but Lauren found out soon enough it was just because her little girl's butt had pressed the pause button. She kissed Drew's forehead, smiled, and then walked back into the bathroom to finish getting ready. "Fixed it."

    Their apartment was small, something Lauren wasn't very accustomed to growing up. But it was perfect for them, just enough. And it made her feel less guilty because they didn't have to rely on Bastian's parents as much. It was quaint with a kitchen, small living room, two bedrooms, and two bath. Lauren was just finishing up getting ready when she heard Drew whining again. "Mom, I'm hungry!"

    After a puff of perfume, Lauren made her way back to Drew and sat by her on the bed. "Drew, baby, you know today is a very special day for Daddy, right?" Drew just nodded with wide green eyes. Lauren smiled, patting her leg. "Alright, so will you promise Mommy you'll be extra well behaved today?" she pushed a dirty blonde soft curl behind Drew's ear as the little girl nodded again. 

    "Yes Mommy," she promised, snuggling her favorite doll closer to her. Lauren planted a kiss on her head, patting her leg once more. "That's my girl."

    Lauren was dressed in a pretty tight fitting black dress with a sweet heart neckline. The fabric only went down to her knees, hugging her in all the right places. She had on red lipstick, showing off the white of her teeth, and matching red nails. Her shoes were strappy black heels and her jewelry glittered like she might be a rich person. Bastian asked her to look nice, so she was going to look nice for him. Drew was also dressed up in a cute red short sleeved dress and cute black flats, her natural hair pulled up a bit with a matching barrette.  

    This was going to be a good day. 

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Bastian Skyes ; ;

For three years, Lauren and Bastian had lived a quiet life at home. Though they never exactly bought a house, they did end up renting a small apartment for the family; Bastian still working at the law firm part-time and taking college classes. Both of them having grown up immensely and watching Drew grow up.

For the last four months though, Bastian had been stressed and nervous; taking some of the hardest exams in the country in DC for a week in hopes to pass and get a major job promotion. The results didn’t come in for three months, and it was another month before he would even get publicly recognized, and another few weeks of specific training before he went overseas with his family.

That was if he passes the damn exams.

When he received the official letter, sealed with the country insignia and all; his mind had went numb as he opened it up.

He passed and was chosen by the President himself.

Over 1,000 people take this damned test, have their backgrounds checked (thankfully Bastian had never been caught doing half the things he did when he was young and stupid), and all that good shit. Only 200 make it and become Foreign Service Officers; hand-picked by the President of the United States.

And he chose Bastian Skyes; which either is a mistake or probably one of the best things that could happen to the country.

Officially, he was a diplomat of the country.

His hands had shook and Bastian had called Lauren to him and asked he had taken drugs or something or if it was real.

It was.

Bastian was grateful, excited, and proud at the same time.

Now, he was looking at his reflection in the mirror, fumbling with his tie quietly—over the three years changes have been made. For one, his glasses have become more common Bastian but he still wore contacts when needed to. His brown hair had been cut numerous times, still able to touch his brows and be ruffled up, at the moment it was ‘professionally’ swept to the side with a few naughty strands tickling his forehead. Clean shaven, Bastian Skyes was ready to be appointed in DC; afterwards he would have to stay there for a few weeks and learn his diplomatic mission or whatever and probably learn etiquette, how to shoot a gun (he didn’t tell Lauren about this), and many things in a short span before his family moving to whatever country they sent him too.

He was glad to take Lauren and Drew though, a house provided, living on a American Base with other FSO’s, a school, and simple things provided. It was a nice deal.

“Laaaaauren, honey, can you help me.” Bastian called, sticking out his tongue as he continued to fumble with the tie. His hands shaking with nervousness for the event.

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Lauren Skyes:

    Lauren heard Bastian's call from the bathroom, finishing up herself, and clopped her way across the kitchen to the other bathroom he was getting ready in. When she saw him, all dressed up and handsome like, it made her smile. In all the years they'd stuck together, the butterflies he gave her never once left her stomach. He still made her blush and come (whoops) and all those great things most couples lose in their first years of marriage. But they'd stayed strong, only falling out a few times but quickly coming back together in realization that they in fact needed each other to cope with life. 

    She noticed him fumbling with his tie, so she stepped in front of him, body pressed against his in the small bathroom, and flicked his fingers out of the way. "What would you do without me?" she grinned, finishing up the tie and tugging it close to his collar. Her hands ran down the front of his suit, taking int every aspect of his attire. He looked nervous and sexy all at once. "You look very handsome," she complimented, a small smile on her lips as she gazed up at him. 

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Bastian Skyes ; ;

He pecked Lauren’s lips, remembering that every time they kissed in front of Drew she would say, “eeeeeew” very loudly. Hilarious. His hands flickered, fumbling with the wedding ring that was only clean because Lauren found it and wanted to be shining; because personally Bastian could care less if his jewelry was a bit foggy. However, it was Lauren’s choice in that matter.

He had been frantic half the day it went missing, knowing how special it was for him to be wearing it.

“Lauren, I’ve been thinking.” Finally Bastian admitted, green eyes flashing towards her. “I don’t want you and Drew to come to whatever country alone without me home most days,” He spoke honestly. Looking at his polished shoes.

Twirling his fingers together, “I think we should get a dog. I’ll feel safer knowing that some giant brute will be able to protect you.” Bastian finally admitted, looking up with those pleading eyes. Knowing full well he had Drew on his side even at the mention of dog, it was just Lauren he had to convince.

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Lauren Skyes:

    She'd raised an eyebrow when he'd addressed her, still evening out the wrinkles in his tux and her mind else where. At the thought of a dog, her nose scrunched. "You're going to leave me at home with a kid and puppy, Bastian?" she raised an eyebrow, gripping his belt buckle and bringing him closer to her. The ripe smell of him made her senses a lot happier, so she sighed and pressed a lip stick infested kiss to his mouth, leaving behind some of it. Her thumb brushed up to wipe it from his lips gently. "I'll think about it," she smiled at him, a knowing, wife kind of smile and turned to leave the bathroom. 

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Bastian Skyes ; ;

He rolled his eyes fondly, fingers brushing his lips like a schoolboy and his first kiss. “You know you’ll give in or I will show you the smoulder,” He called (referencing Tangled because it was one of the ‘family favorites’), following Lauren up to where Drew was; sitting down and watching TV and pressing a kiss to his daughter’s forehead, running his fingers through her curls.

“You ready sweetie?” He murmured, looking into a familiar pair of green eyes that his daughter inherited from him. Smiling down at his daughter.

So far, she hasn’t asked anything mildly odd and weird, but Lauren and Bastian both knew one day questions like, “why are you younger than Lucy’s parents?” or “why do you have scars?” and other questions that would probably shock them both when they are asked. Because no parent is prepared for those questions.

Drew was smart, she would eventually ask them.

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Lauren Skyes:

    Drew nodded and slipped off the bed, making her dress ruffle up in the back to show her underwear and tights. Lauren bent down quickly to fix them as she grasped her Daddy's pant leg, raising her hands in the 'hold me' way, her eyes wide and begging. She got those from Lauren. 

    "Are you ready?" Lauren tilted her head at Bastian, her eyes flicking over him. Pride was surging though her; her love had completed something he'd worked so hard for and she was so happy for him. 

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Bastian Skyes ; ;

Complying, Bastian slipped his hands under Drew’s arms; lifting her to his neck, positioning her body so she was pressing to his side and chest. “As ready as can be, come on beautiful. Let’s get going.” He smiled, looking at Drew, “and you’re gorgeous.” Planting a kiss on her cheek and leading the way out of the house.

“Lock door will you, Lauren?” He called over his shoulder, smiling still. “I’ll get Drew in the car seat.”

Once he approached the car, shimming a bit so he could grab the keys to unlock said car, he opened the door and placed Lauren in the car seat; pulling the seatbelt. “You excited?” He chatted to his daughter fondly, staring at the buckles with a ‘what the fuck’ look as pulled it across Drew.

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Lauren Skyes:

    "Sure, my love," Lauren rolled her eyes fondly, moving to grab her light peacoat and purse before closing the door behind her and locking it. Her heels clipped along the concrete, small drive way as she passed Bastian to get to the front of the car. Her hand squeezed his butt, a snort of laughter escaping her lips, before slipping into the passenger seat. 

    Drew smiled sweetly, kicking her feet. "Yes. Do you really get to talk to the President?" she gushed, her eyes following him as he tried buckling her in. Being a smart little shit, she patted his hands away cutely before connecting the straps herself and giving him a missing tooth grin. 

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Bastian Skyes ; ;

He shifted, shooting a cute pout at Lauren. “Maybe. There are two hundred of us, Mr. President might not want to talk to a young newbie like me. But he did like me enough to choose me.” He winked, sliding out of the car. “Hands.” Before shutting the door and sliding to the front seat and into the car.

“Ready? Nobody has to use the potty? Car keys? House keys? Papers?” He was shuffling through his glove compartment, making sure he had everything, because Bastian was an impatient driver sometimes and getting to DC on time was important to him. “Snacks?” He looked questioningly, pulling out a few packs of fruit snacks.

“Ready!” Looking over at Lauren, Bastian turned on the car and pulled out of the driveway; on their way to DC.

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Lauren Skyes:

    Lauren smiled at him reassuringly. "We have everything, I promise."

    She knew today was important to him.

    Drew kicked the back of Lauren's seat. "Mommy! Can we listen to One Direction now?" she begged, her eyes wide in the rearview mirror. Drew had learned over time that her mother ruled most decisions when it came to certain stuff. Like buying things, eating sweets, listening to what she wanted. If Lauren said no, it was no. But if she was in a good mood, which Lauren was, Drew could probably get away with murder. With her dad, she knew that Bastian was busy a lot and his mind was usually else where, so if she asked him for things when in midst of some sort of project she always got what she wanted.

    She was only five and a master mind at that. 

    Lauren's eyes flicked up to the mirror, smiling at Drew warmly. "Why of course, you know I love them," she gave Bastian a 'heh heh sucks' look before plugging in her phone to the dash and pressing the One Direction CD that yes, she had bought and yes, she listened to while in the shower. There was nothing wrong with liking a boy band a few years younger than you. The British band began to rock through the car and Drew started to jump up and down in her seat, loving the music instantly. Lauren sang along, her eyes glinting at Bastian because this was just too fucking funny. 

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Bastian Skyes ; ;

Mentally, Bastian groaned; he only sang in the shower and when alone, which meant car rides to work or when he thought the passengers were asleep. Thus, Lauren and Drew probably have heard him sing at least once or twice or something. Or many times, seeing as Lauren probably presses her ear to the bathroom door when he’s singing.

When Live While We’re Young came on, he rolled his eyes; muttering the words and turning onto the interstate.

He wasn’t going to give in and put on a particularly grumpy frown as he glanced at Lauren.

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Lauren Skyes:

    Now Lauren was dancing just like Drew, swinging her head and motioning to Bastian when the right parts of the songs came on. "Don't let the pictures leave your phone." She sang, pointing at Bastian with her 'microphone', then pushing it behind her head at Drew. "Sing it Drew!"


    "Tonight let's have fun!"(Kidz bob version, duh) Drew sang all cute like, squealing at how fun the song was. "And live while we're young!"

    Lauren kept shimmying and being a goof with her daughter, poking Bastian here and there to join in with them. She knew he was a prideful man, but she didn't care. There'd been plenty of times she'd made a fool of herself in front of him (I.e. face planting into the front door while making out, snapping a condom in her face during sex, tripping on the rug as she went to suck him off and many more). This wasn't even sexually, and she'd heard him sing. Lauren knew he liked to carry a tune. Her grin had to be contagious, it was hurting her cheeks. 

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Bastian Skyes ; ;

His head tilted and finally he joined in for the bridge. “And giiiiiiiirl you and I, we’re about to make some memories toniiiiight.” He sang, winking at Lauren, because let’s face it, Bastian Skyes could have been a chorus boy if he wanted too but was always and ever too lazy to train his voice.

Eyes flickered to the road then to his girls again, singing and being dorks. Fingers tapping on the steering wheel. “I wanna live while we’re young,” Bastian looked at Lauren again. “We wanna live while we’re young.”

Rolling his eyes, smiling as he flicked the turn signal to switch lanes.