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#sparkles is what chen and aridam call ortega when he’s not around (they are shit with terms of endearment 😂)
lilyoffandoms · 3 years
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Fallen Hero Drabble - Chen x Ricardo x Aridam
Y’all is there a ship name for these three? I’m gonna pretend there is in the tags haha.
To make up for what was supposed to be a way more fluffy drabble than it turned out to be.
“Whose turn for me to show off tomorrow night? You two decide yet?” Ricardo called from the other room where he was cooking dinner.
Chen looked down at Aridam, whose head was resting in his lap where he lay sprawled on the couch. Aridam smirked and held up one fist against his flat palm.
“I think there are better ways of solving this than rock, paper, scissors,” he scoffed but a smile playing on his face.
“Scared you’ll lose?” Aridam challenged with a smirk.
With a sigh, Chen matched Aridam’s gesture and counted them off. One, two, three.
“Ha! Scissors beats paper! Suck it!” Aridam crowed bringing Ortega into the room to see the commotion.
Ortega placed a hand to his chest, in mock shock, to tease Aridam. “You really want to avoid going out with me that much?”
“You really think you are that earth shatteringly handsome that I wanna go to one of those boring ass events?”
Turning back to Chen he ignored Ortega faux hurt look and asked, “What event do you suppose it is this time? The 25th Annual Geriatric Hero Awards?”
“Hey!”
“Maybe the Beard and Moustache Awards?”
They both looked over at Ortega who was touching his moustache and in unison said nah and went back to discussing options. Continuing to ignore Ortega’s protests and laughing as he walked out of the room mumbling and cursing in Spanish about how they were always ganging up on him.
Aridam reached out to pet the top of Spoon’s head where the lazy thing lay across his legs. Trying to find his equilibrium. He wasn’t used to being this happy. To having these sorts of emotions flooding through him. He closed his eyes and Chen reached out to gently brush as fingertip across the creases on Aridam’s face.
“Don’t go there,” he said quietly.
Chen silently sat willing Aridam’s mind to calm upon recognizing the need that often overwhelmed Aridam to run at the slightest hint of being loved and safe.
“Wasn’t,” Aridam whispered back.
He wasn’t really. Sure, it was always there. That desire to bolt but not really right now. It was just happy right now. Focusing on the soft presence of Spoon, the static hum of Ortega’s mind as he started singing, slightly off key, in the kitchen, and the feel of Chen’s hand running tenderly along his face he took a deep breath.
“I really wasn’t,” Aridam reiterated, taking Chen’s hand in his and holding it against his chest. “Thinking maybe this time we go. All of us. You, me, and the old man.”
“That’s not like you,” Chen puzzled over this new, unusual request.
“I know. But maybe he deserves this. We aren’t the easiest two people to get on with.”
Aridam laughed at Chen’s smile and at the thought that Ortega would be interested in either of them. And he knew Chen felt the same way. Why was a question they often discussed. But maybe why wasn’t the question to be asked. Maybe it was time they just give in and accept that why doesn’t matter.
“You will have to wear a suit, you know,” Chen mused.
“So will you. And socks.”
Chen scowled are the idea and scratched the scar on his jawline that he always did at the thought of an uncomfortable situation. Aridam cupped his cheek and leaned up to kiss him.
“I won’t wear socks so you don’t have to either,” he mumbled into the kiss. “Now who has to be the one to suffer Sparkles’ smugness and tell him we are both accompanying him?”
Chen kissed Aridam softly once more before holding out a fist on a flat palm with a smirk on his face.
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