Sitting on the floor in the living room I worked on Vincent's hair. Lester was leaning on my shoulder just trying to keep contact however he could. It made him happy to just touch me. Not even in a sexual way, just a small amount of contact with my shoulder or my hair. "And we are done." I smiled as I finished the half up bun look on Vincent. "Ugh, you're so pretty!" I beamed and hugged Vincent from behind. "Pretty?" He mumbles messing with a strand of hair. "Uh duh, litterally how are you all so pretty?" I reply with a giggle and bring Lester into the hug. Hanging out with the brothers was starting to feel like being around very good friends. That could be the Stockholm syndrome talking though.

Letting the boys go so I could get up and stretch I look over to Bo. "You ever gonna tell us what happened?" He asked just straight up. I ignored the question and walked into the kitchen. "Who wants tea?" I asked with a smile. "(Y/n) you've gotta talk about it some time." Bo continues following me into the kitchen. Vincent and Lester looked at eachother before following Bo. "Talk about what?" I tried to just avoid the topic. Honestly even though I did it, it felt like that person wasn't me. It was all and out of body experience. "You killed two people. Someone's first kill can be their hardest." Vincent mumbled to me. "True, ha I still remember mine!" Lester laughed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yours doesn't count since you didn't finish it." Bo nudges his younger brother with his elbow. "Well I almost did, so it kind of counts." Lester defended himself and I nodded. "I'll count it." I joke and hop up onto the counter. "Well come on, you probably got something to say about it." Bo says as Vincent stands close to me. Letting out a sigh I keep my eyes on the floor.

"I just don't know what to say about it. I built it up for says before I actually did it. And even then." I looked back up at the brothers. "It doesn't feel like it was me who killed them. I thought I'd feel remorse or something by now, but I just don't. Honestly I don't even know how I feel." As I pause to drink some tea Vincent gently placed their hand on my thigh. "Thanks hun." I mumbled and look out the window. "You'll get used to that." Bo sighed as he got up. I don't want to get used to it though. But I can't tell them that. Placing my cup onto the counter I hop back down on the floor. "Well I'm gonna go get dressed for the day. I'll be down in a little bit." I smile softly before walking out the kitchen. Vincent and Lester followed close behind. "Wanna help me pick an outfit?" I ask turning my head to them.

The two glance at eachother before nodding. "Heh, OK. But when I change you've gotta wait outside the door."

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Walkingdown into the living room I whistle to get the brothers attentions. "Alright how are we feeling about the outfit?"

Lester grinned ear to ear. He had picked out the soft fluffy coat and jewelry. Vincent stared quietly but with approval. They had picked the skirt and shirt combo plus the shoes. "Sooo? Do we like it or should I like put on pants?" I ask turning so they all can see the back. I hear a wolf whistle along with an, "Awooga!" Quickly I turn back around and see Bo smiling. "There's our darlin bimbo." "Bo!" Lester went into protective mode real quick. It was kind of sweet honestly. "Lester it's fine. It's not an insult." I say with a kind smile. Vincent got up from the floor where they were sitting and came up to me. "You're lips are shiny." "Oh yeah, lip gloss. I think it's supposed to be like cherry flavored." I explain. "Can I have a taste?" Bo winks and I just glare at him. "Keep trying me imma come over there and confiscate you're fucking lips bitch." Lester held back laughing at my response while Vincent chuckled at little under his breath.

"Bet. Bring it on." Bo smirks and opens his arms. "Just cause you get off on fighting people doesn't me I do." I shrug and go with Vincent to sit on the couch. Bo stood there looking at me for a moment. Looking him dead in the eye I cross my legs and lean my head onto Vincent's chest. "Here Lester, here boy." I called to the youngest brother while patting the spot next to me. Kind of Luke calling to a puppy. He was a lot like one anyway. Rolling around in dead stuff, filthy, protective, and sweet. Quickly he came and sat close to me. Lifting my arm I let him rest him cuddle close. "She just called you like a dog!" Bo bursts out laughing. I just hold my boys close. "He's just jealous he isn't in the cuddle pile." I tell Vincent and Lester with a grin.

Bo rolls his eye and comes over. "Move over." He says to the three of us. We make room on the couch still staying in our cuddle bundle. Bo sits next to Lester and crosses his legs. "What are we watching?" The 'oldest' sinclar brother asks grabbing the remote. "Yall got thumblelina? Or like Pince of Egypt?" I ask as I relax. "Ain't those kids movies?" "Shut up, they're awesom." "We don't got those but we got other movies." Lester explains and I let him up. "Ight yall pick then k." Nodding the scruffy man goes and puts a movie into the DVD player. "Not again." Bo groans as (insert favorite musical or movie) starts. "No way! I fucking love this!" I squeal as Lester gets back into his spot on the couch. Vincent rests head on mine and chuckles. "Really?" The masked man asks. "Hell yeah!" Lester cuddles close as I explain why I like it so much. As we start to watch the movie I feel a tap on my hand. Looking over I blush lightly as Bo looks at my hand then to me as if to ask if he could hold it. I just nod and open my hand for him. As our fingers intertwine I feel calm. Maybe I could even start to feel at home here.