For The Word Ask Game: Baby
For the word ask game: baby
Also I'm sorry for spamming ur ask box lol ily
the way i not only have nothing for baby but i also searched for babe and i have zero mention of that either. i’m devastated. what the hell have i been writing. as an apology to not only caswen fandom but to myself, i’m gonna write a snippet that’s connected to no fic at all lmao:
“Ow,” Ricky whines, jerking away from the antiseptic soaked cotton pad.
“If you keep squirming it’s just gonna take longer,” EJ tells him as he valiantly tries to hold Ricky’s chin steady to dab carefully at the cut on Ricky’s cheek.
Ricky huffs and re-settles himself on the edge of Ashlyn’s sink, rhythmically kicking his heel against the cabinet to the beat of the song he can hear playing from the party downstairs. Briefly, EJ presses a little too hard and it stings like hell so Ricky whines again, partly for the principle of the thing but mostly ‘cause he’s just a little bitch.
“Shh, baby,” EJ murmurs distractedly, and Ricky abruptly goes still.
It’s just a stupid pet name, it’s not a big deal, EJ probably wasn’t even thinking when he said it, but Ricky runs it on loop in his brain: baby, baby, baby.
When he and Nini had been together they’d laughed at pet names, thought they were cringey and lame; Ricky especially had thought he was above all that. Now he’s sitting in EJ’s bathroom, fixated on EJ calling him baby so casually and so easily that it’s making a flush creep up Ricky’s neck and his stomach flip over on itself.
EJ keeps cleaning the cut on his cheek, apparently absolutely unaware of Ricky’s current internal little freakout.
“You still with me, Bowen?” EJ says after a few moments, tapping one of his fingers against Ricky’s jaw. Ricky swallows, tries not to think about the press of EJ’s fingers, EJ’s thumb tilting his chin up like– like a prelude to something else. He can feel the flush rising into his cheeks.
“I’m swallowing my pain,” Ricky says, and it comes out a little shaky, a little low.
Ricky watches the corner of EJ’s mouth curl up. “So brave,” EJ coos mockingly.
Now that Ricky’s paying attention, he can feel the heat of EJ bleeding into his hoodie where he’s standing between – oh, god – Ricky’s spread legs. EJ suddenly pulls away, crouching down to dig through one of the under counter cabinets and Ricky takes the opportunity to suck in a shaky breath. Get it together, Bowen.
EJ pulls up to his full height again, this time with a bandaid. “Oh, I can–” Ricky starts, but EJ’s already leaning in again.
“I got you,” EJ murmurs, and his tone is so low, so gravelly, that Ricky’s stomach swoops again. EJ gently presses the bandaid to Ricky’s cut, smoothing down the edges.
And then he’s just standing there, between Ricky’s legs, cupping Ricky’s jaw.
“Thanks,” Ricky tells him. His voice sounds very small.
EJ studies him for moment and for one brief second Ricky swears EJ’s gaze drops to his mouth but then–
“Yo, are you done? Some of us have to pee,” Kourtney says through the door and Ricky fumbles back, EJ’s hand slipping from his face. EJ moves away to let Kourtney in, looking over his shoulder at Ricky like he’s about to say something but by the time Ricky slides off the sink EJ’s already gone.
Kourtney smirks at him. “What?” he asks, a little defensively. She reaches up to tap his cheek, just over the bandaid.
“Cute,” is all she says. He glances at himself in the mirror as he’s leaving and sees what she was talking about.
The bandaid’s covered in little hearts.
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Summary:
5 times Ricky was involved in a fire and 1 time he wasn’t (kind of). OR Firefighter!EJ being awkward to super cute Baker!Ricky that is always involved in crazy fire situations.
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Amid the rising scent of smoke and the glow of the fire that brings an old warmth to the heart, my aunt kneaded the dough with her tired hands, wiping her face with the edge of her sleeve, continuing her work as if telling a story of resilience without words. The gas was scarce, it had run out, but life does not stop, and bread does not wait. Over the blazing fire, the loaves puffed up as if breathing patience, reminding us that simplicity is not poverty, but a life brimming with resistance and warmth.
In those moments, I felt something deeper than mere hunger and bread… I felt the intimacy of the moment, the roots extending through time, and that warmth not just from the fire, but from the hearts that refuse to surrender. 💓
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