"You two better have not started without us!" I call out as Bo and I walk into the house. Letting go of Bo's hand I walk into the kitchen. Lester was clean, hair still wet, and Vincent was sitting with the table prepared. "Good job!" I smiled at them. Bo walked in after me. "Smells good." He says as I go over to Lester. Cupping his face I kiss his cheek. Watching Lester turn red was honestly adorable. "As promised. Who knows, maybe you'll work your way to a kiss on the lips." Softly I pat Lester's face and take my seat next to Vincent. "Want yours too now Vince?" I smirk as I plate everyone up. Bo sat at the table looking at his twin. Vincent nodded as I set a plate infront of Lester. "OK sugar. Would you like it on your mask of would you like to take the mask off?" I ask placing a plate infront of them. Tapping the cheek of the mask I chuckle and give it a kiss. "So, anyone care to tell me what just happened?" Bo asks getting his own plate. "Oh! Yeah! I promised Lester he could have a kiss if he took a bath. And Vincent's been such a sweetheart all day I thought that that deserved one to." I pause to take a bite out of my food. "And you got one today too so now you're all even." Lester almost choked on his food when I said that. "(Y/n) stop you're gonna make him choke." Bo smirks. "Oh if I wanted to make him choke I'd just. . .you know maybe that isn't good dinner conversation." I smirk and turn to face the wall so Vincent could eat.

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3rd person pov

Everyone had finished their dinner and cake as the storm outside kept blowing. When Bo left to take a shower (y/n) called their mom and sat on the porch smoking. "Yeah, I'm doing pretty good here mom. I miss ya though." They said blowing out a puff of smoke. "I miss you too, but I'm really happy you're making the best of it hun. Oooh meet any cute people put there?" (Y/n)'s mom asks from the other side with a laugh. Taking a drag (y/n) paused for a moment. "Actually. . ." They let out the smoke. "There are a few. Heck if they make a good enough impression on me who knows I might just move here." The young person chuckled. Little did their mom know their were only half joking. "Oh yeah sure you would. And how would you like to get your stuff?" Their mom laughed. "Hmmm. I'll have to think about it. Give me the rest of my two weeks." "I mean of corse but seriously (y/n), if you honestly would like to move out and there's a place there you can afford. Go for it! Maybe a change of scenery is just what you need." Their mom sighed. (Y/n)'s mom had always been semi supportive of whatever her kid wanted to do or try. Even the first cigarette they had was one their mom bought them just to try as a graduation thing. Knowing this though didn't help the anxiety (y/n) had about the whole situation. "I don't deserve you." They sighed. "I know, hey hun I gotta go. I got the night shift. But call me. Or send me a post card! Night!" "Night mom." Hanging up (y/n) wiped away the tear trailing down their cheek. Hiding the phone in their bra (y/n) stepped out into the pouring rain.

Letting herself get soaked they stood looking up at the sky. Makeup running down their face. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!" All the frustrating and anxiety (y/n) had built up over the last few days came rushing out. Throwing their cigarette onto the wet ground she fell down to her knees. Face in their hands quietly sobbing. The sound of someone sliding across gravel hit (y/n)'s ears just before warm arms wrapped around their shoulders. Holding (y/n) close Vincent checked them over. No cuts or bruises besides the ones on their legs from falling to the ground. (Y/n) turned to face the masked man with puffy eyes and smudged makeup. Vincent gently caressed their cheek before taking her into his arms once again.

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Reader's pov

"I'm sorry." I couldn't stop myself from sobbing even more as I apologized. I always hated people seeing me cry or making them feel like they had to comfort me. It made me feel guilty. But Vincent just pet my hair as I rested my head on his chest. "Shhh. You're OK. Everything's going to be ok. Breath." He consoles before lifting my face to look at him. Wiping away my tears before helping me up. My legs were starting to sting with little cuts and scrapes along with a few small pebbles from the gravel stuck to me. I looked over to the house to see Bo and Lester watching us. Seeing that I was OK the two quickly came over. And before I knew it all three of the Sinclair siblings were holding me in a group hug. "You're going to be ok (y/n)!" Lester started crying. "We're here for you." Bo chimed in holding my hand. Vincent quietly nodded. Tears were still falling down my cheeks but even so I felt myself starting to calm down. "And I'm here for all of you." I smiled softly.

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Walking back into the house I go over to the kitchen. "I think I need some tea." I mumble. Before I could go to the kettle Bo sat me down. "I've got it." He had the most caring expression on his face. "I can do it. I don't want you to feel like you have to." I smile softly and try to get up. Someone sat me back down. Looking up I see Vincent with his hand on my shoulder. "Nmn." They shake their head no as Bo starts boiling the water. Lester comes into the kitchen with a blanket and draped it over my shoulders. "Here, you're soaked." "So are you guys." I sigh as Vincent sits by my side. "What kind of tea do ya want?" Bo asks grabbing a cup. "Chamomile. But please really I can do it." Bo shakes his head no and walks over to me. Sitting infront of me he takes my hand. "You've made us so much food. Least we can do is make you a cup of tea." Lester nods as him and Vincent lay their hands on my shoulders. "I'm really not getting a choice hu?" They all shook their heads no. "Fine. Can you put some honey in it please though?" "Sure thing sugar." Bo kissed my forehead as the kettle whistled. "Tomorrow's going to be better. We promise." Lester smiles at me.