For the beginnings
beginnings challenge : #35 – déjà vu which took me back to #34 – Marriage. Rating: PG Word count: 500 exactly.
More Luke and Walker [and Jenna and ferrets] can be found indexed here
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"Mawwidge" Walker deadpanned.
"Wuv – twoo wuv." Jenna nodded back earnestly, managing not to start grinning until after Luke had backhanded her knee as a lazy alternative to clipping either of them around the ear.
They were sat in the kitchen catching up on a weekend's worth of gossip and playing with the ferrets while Walker cooked supper, and somehow it had turned into National Bait Luke night.
Jenna raised an eyebrow in retort and returned to her theme, addressing Samson who was more than happy to listen so long as she kept rubbing her finger into the dense fur of his scruff like that. "It's a huge deal for her, you know? You should be being more supportive Luke – your own sister!"
I know, it's just – c'mon – she's 22! They're just playing house, and no bit of paper's going to make it real if it’s not already, so – no. I'll stop teasing when it’s something more than a ring and a promise, and then it'll be to try and talk her out of it."
Walker squeezed Luke's shoulder gently. "You're that sure it's a bad idea, babes?"
"God, yeah! You don't?"
"Well, I guess she's kinda young, but – I've never even met her fiance – I wouldn't know."
Jenna nudged Luke's leg with her bare toes. "I thought you liked Paul anyway?"
"I do – he's a great guy, and he makes her happy. I just think marriage is a really dodgy idea, especially when they're practically teenagers."
"Go on," Jenna challenged.
"Well for one thing, they've been going out for less than a year, and they're still growing up, but just in general – no one can promise to love someone forever. Like that's something you can control – it's just –I mean – why not just live together, concentrate on the now and let the future take care of itself, huh? And I don’t believe you two are giving me a hard time about this!"
"Hey, just 'cos the idea of a white dress and a wedding ring scares the bejesus out of me doesn’t mean it's a bad thing for her."
Walker dropped a closed mouth kiss on Luke's hair. "I'm not saying it's for everyone, but if it's important to her to make those promises in public, surely you should be happy for her?"
Luke folded his arms across his chest as best he could with a lap full of playful ferret and tried not to feel defensive. "I am. Kinda. I just wish she wasn't so intent on all the legal stuff. It's going to hurt enough if they ever break up without having to drag it all through courts."
The silence in the kitchen took a beat too long while Walker and Jenna exchanged glances.
"What happened to living in the now and not borrowing trouble babes?"
Walker's hand stroked the base of his neck.
"I'm just saying! *if* - *if* not when"
Jenna's toes poked his thigh again.
"I should think so too, Mr. Not everyone leaves, remember?"
More Luke and Walker [and Jenna and ferrets] can be found indexed here
***** ***** *****
"Mawwidge" Walker deadpanned.
"Wuv – twoo wuv." Jenna nodded back earnestly, managing not to start grinning until after Luke had backhanded her knee as a lazy alternative to clipping either of them around the ear.
They were sat in the kitchen catching up on a weekend's worth of gossip and playing with the ferrets while Walker cooked supper, and somehow it had turned into National Bait Luke night.
Jenna raised an eyebrow in retort and returned to her theme, addressing Samson who was more than happy to listen so long as she kept rubbing her finger into the dense fur of his scruff like that. "It's a huge deal for her, you know? You should be being more supportive Luke – your own sister!"
I know, it's just – c'mon – she's 22! They're just playing house, and no bit of paper's going to make it real if it’s not already, so – no. I'll stop teasing when it’s something more than a ring and a promise, and then it'll be to try and talk her out of it."
Walker squeezed Luke's shoulder gently. "You're that sure it's a bad idea, babes?"
"God, yeah! You don't?"
"Well, I guess she's kinda young, but – I've never even met her fiance – I wouldn't know."
Jenna nudged Luke's leg with her bare toes. "I thought you liked Paul anyway?"
"I do – he's a great guy, and he makes her happy. I just think marriage is a really dodgy idea, especially when they're practically teenagers."
"Go on," Jenna challenged.
"Well for one thing, they've been going out for less than a year, and they're still growing up, but just in general – no one can promise to love someone forever. Like that's something you can control – it's just –I mean – why not just live together, concentrate on the now and let the future take care of itself, huh? And I don’t believe you two are giving me a hard time about this!"
"Hey, just 'cos the idea of a white dress and a wedding ring scares the bejesus out of me doesn’t mean it's a bad thing for her."
Walker dropped a closed mouth kiss on Luke's hair. "I'm not saying it's for everyone, but if it's important to her to make those promises in public, surely you should be happy for her?"
Luke folded his arms across his chest as best he could with a lap full of playful ferret and tried not to feel defensive. "I am. Kinda. I just wish she wasn't so intent on all the legal stuff. It's going to hurt enough if they ever break up without having to drag it all through courts."
The silence in the kitchen took a beat too long while Walker and Jenna exchanged glances.
"What happened to living in the now and not borrowing trouble babes?"
Walker's hand stroked the base of his neck.
"I'm just saying! *if* - *if* not when"
Jenna's toes poked his thigh again.
"I should think so too, Mr. Not everyone leaves, remember?"