A/N: Baaagh! I am so sorry. I got a new job and I've been working over 50 hours a week in it. I barely had time to write as much as I wanted but I do hope I get to please you guys for what's about to happen! Hopefully I can crank up another one sooner than this one. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: The Loud House belongs to Nickelodeon and I do not make any money writing this fic.
Summary: It all began with an innocent look that soared the sporty girl and the man with the plan down a path not meant for them to take together, searing their hearts under siege. LynnColn
A Siege of Hearts
Chapter 8.
Taste of Adulthood.
Lincoln sighed, carefully depositing his dirty clothes after taking a relaxing shower, paying close attention to every object in his tiny room. His eyes stayed in a single spot, where all his presents were still lying around; he immediately started feeling bad, deciding that tomorrow he was going to let everyone else to see them actually using what they gave him to make them see how much he loved and appreciated them; though Lynn's trophy laid exactly on the center of his dresser, the others were just discarded on the floor. Certainly it had been days but the situation with Lynn had made him forget about anything else. Lincoln smiled tracing his busted lips; wincing he looked at his bandaged knuckles. His eyes dilated, pulse racing as the horrible memories rushed into his head. He felt his hands to shake with rage, his mood doing a complete 360, doing everything in his power to not ball them up from the murderous fury he was feeling. He breathed long and hard, relaxing…this situation was behind them. Now Lynn was his girlfriend and she was safe, he kept her safe and will continue to do against ANY peril. A chapter of his life was closed and another began. Was it odd? To some, but for him, the relief he was feeling was exquisite. It was like destroying the protected walls you build around yourself; Lynn was the one who liberated him from that burden and he returned the favor, his sister to his surprise went through the same thing, though for how long? He couldn't imagine what she went through with her most guarded secret. The self-disgust, the confusion, trying hundreds of things to make it go away but failing hard, strengthening with every passing day into something not meant to be.
What a massive twist of irony.
Clyde always told him that he always missed the obvious and he was right.
Tomorrow he was going to seek out his buddy; he had neglected him a little bit for obvious reasons. A soft knock on the door interrupted his musings, tilting his head to the door confusedly he tried in his mind to figure it who could it be but he didn't want to let them wait either.
"Enter"
The door knob rotated slowly.
Lynn stood on the doorway, with her feet crossed and pointing at each other, her hair down, cascading down her shoulders. Her posture was all wrong; where there was once a proud and tall posture with a bounce of cockiness and playfulness was instead replacing by a sullen and embarrassed one, like a clumsy puppy. He didn't like it, but he still smiled widely at her, eager and happy to see her.
"Hey"
"Hey yourself" He sat widely on the bed, eyebrow raised, confused why she didn't enter already.
"Can I come in?"
Ok, that's it. That wasn't like her at all.
Lincoln stood up, a frown drawing on his face, pulling Lynn into his room roughly, ignoring the pain in his wounds. The brunette gasped surprised at the tenacity of the move and said nothing, the door clicking softly. Lincoln let her go, tilting his head, staring long and hard at his sister. The preteen's eyes were filled with an enraged intensity that shocked Lynn.
"Why are all moopy and timid? That isn't like you at all Lynn."
The teenager sighed, lying on his bed, the white haired boy followed suit. Lincoln was quick to put a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it and guiding her to him. First and foremost, he was her brother and her care taker and now she was also his girlfriend and Lincoln worried about all of those close to him.
She laid her head against his hair. "The truth is that I'm…afraid. Not as much as I think I should be, but now that we've gotten what we had secretly wanted, we need a game plan. Something for the future."
Lincoln nodded. It made perfect sense, they couldn't tell anyone. Nobody would understand them and he was certain it was highly illegal, well maybe not in New Jersey, but that was another case; the ramifications of so many things that could go wrong was enormous. It went against his personal believes to rush into the abysm so blindly without even planning the first step…but his heart was taken, taken and smitten by her and that made him question everything, consequences be damned and what scared him the most, was how willingly he was burying himself without an ounce of regret.
"You're right. We need some ground rules… I am afraid enough to know that in order for this to work, we need to focus and laid some basic rules."
"Like a game?" She teased with a quirk of her lips.
He smiled, appreciating it; take it to Lynn to raise humor out of any situation. "Well no. First and foremost, we need to figure it out how to hide it from everyone. No romantic behavior in public, no caresses, no romantic overtones and certainly no pet names…though we don't have any for now."
Lynn grinned, pushing him playfully by the shoulder, the contact feeling like a shock of pain and warmth at the same time.
"First day and you already want to move forward? Lincoln, you scallywag."
Lincoln saw through her ruse stabbing her with a look which made the girl to sigh. He knew that when Lynn was extremely anxious, she used petty humor to cover for the shortcomings of the situation. Lincoln thought hard on their current predicament. Once more his brain supplied the cons of this relationship but he crushed those thoughts as soon as they came, opting instead to smile, interlacing his fingers with hers, she immediately gripped his hand, feeling it warm to the touch.
"It'll be alright. "He assured her, the honesty in his eyes didn't lie. "And I understand, I also asked myself the same thing."
"Yeah…but…what we can do our boy and girl time? Where we don't have to pretend?" Her eyes were lazed with something that he couldn't identify but it put him on an excited edge.
Blue met brown intently, a raw pull was born between them, a feeling that neither of them had ever felt in their short lives, not even Ronnie Anne had ever made his heart to beat as fast as it was doing it right now.
Feeling strangely bold, Lincoln gripped her hands tightly, their hearts beating with an intensity of a nitrous super charged engine. His throat felt constricted, fighting against the nervousness that invaded his body but his heart decided for him.
"…how…how about we repeat what happened on the roof?"
Their lips got closer, feeling the excited and uneven breath leaving their lips.
"Just like on the roof?" She asked through half lidded eyes, excitement building up rapidly.
"Maybe". He muttered closing his eyes and getting closer. "Or maybe, it will be better".
They both lunged at each other. It was a raw need born out of passion and desperation, laced with relief and happiness; something akin to ravenous hunger that couldn't be satiated with a mere touch. Though their bodies were young and their experience lacking, they felt the rush of pleasure that came with the first experimental contact of their lips, the second one in their lives and then a third. The joy that Lynn felt was divine, not even in her wildest fantasies she could've imagine that she was locking her lips with her brother as he wiggled, fighting his own desires to not ruin the mood, his hands just staying cemented at her hips; fuck his retarded inhibition. She wanted more of this, so much more.
"Lincoln….touch me. Don't be afraid."
He growled, finally the dam breaking, his passion spilling in waves, his fingers traveling to the base of her spine, tracing where he thought the little things were hiding beneath their clothed prison, what made him realize what Lynn meant to him. A tense and frantic groan escaped him through the union of their lips, widening the distance between them, pushing her on the bed, lying on top of her, momentarily stunning her. For the third time on that day, Lynn was too stunned by his aggression, a side that she had never seen on him until today and that side of him excited her enough for her to release a delicious dreamy moan, her fingers tracing his back, fingers digging on the material. Pressing her body harder on the mattress, Lynn locked her arms on his middle back, their lips so close that it hurt. When their lips parted, Lincoln whined.
"Woah…our first real kiss." Lynn giggled at the face he did.
"So we didn't kiss on the roof?"
Lynn tapped his nose playfully.
"Of course we did stupid. But this was our first adult kiss."
Lincoln hummed at the word 'adult', his eyes centered on her lips one more time.
Feeling what her brother wanted, she arched an eyebrow in challenge and he met her head on. Pouncing on her with a grunt, though from the force of the move, the mattress bounced heightening Lynn's face; his lips missed his target completely landing on her soft neck, automatically sucking on her skin, unaware of his missed objective. Lynn grunted in ecstasy, their eyes widened in pleasured surprise.
"…do that again." Her words were spiked with need for him and he did exactly as she asked. His lips made a trail down her soft throat getting an excited gasp out of her, not understanding why she was so sensitive there. The sound only elated to keep going, continuing his trail of pleasure from her soft throat to the left side of her neck and down to the exposed space of her camisole which he parted to peck at her shoulders, his breathing shallow, neither regions expanding unconsciously. Lynn felt it standing up to attention against her stomach, twitching beneath it as they both grunted with pleasure, she humped and he threw a groan of bliss.
"You better control your little friend, it's getting feisty." She quivered under her brother, wiggling her eyebrows up and down saucily.
Lincoln didn't get it at first but when it did, it him like train wreck, eyes widening in unaltered shock. He tried to dislodge from his sister and he would've had succeeded if it weren't by the long and strong legs that wrapped around his back, keeping him in place, driving their cores together, her thigh was rubbing against his inner thigh, she felt it uncoil to full attention, just like on the river bed that day. It felt good; it felt really, really good.
"Oh God, I…I'm sorry Lynn."
Unexpectedly instead of crushing him between her legs in fury, the beautiful girl beneath him giggled, tracing her fingertips through his snow colored hair.
"You're handsome when you're all panicky." She kissed him to ease his worries, he moaned into her mouth leaving enough room for her to suck on his lower lip, the need to dominate him was long time coming as she flipped them on the mattress with a surprising amount of ease with her on top, both ignoring the pain, competitive streak showing through. She gyrated her hips against his protruding member producing another groan from her brother, she laid on top, her hands traveling to his PJ top, unbuttoning them and exposing his chest, tossing his shirt off across the room. The lust on her eyes scattered to the sight of the ugly purple bruises on his frame, a feeling of love filled her, her hands tracing the undamaged skin.
Lynn went down, lying peacefully on his neck, wrapping her hands around his shoulders, taking a deep whiff of his manly musk, sighing in relaxation at the familiar smell.
"Does it still hurt?"
Lincoln looked aside before centering her eyes on her once more.
"Not as much" He said, putting his hands around her hips and squeezing. Both teens sighed, pressing their foreheads together.
"You saved me today Linc, I will never forget that."
He couldn't see her expression, but he could feel her lips smiling against his neck. It left him hot and bothered by how nice it was to have her soft and warm body on top of him. The feel of her skin and the smell of her soft brown hair were driving him mad to the very first induced lust in his short life but he controlled himself, for her. At the same time, Lynn was also managing the strong urge to disrobe both of them and consume her feelings for the boy she loved. She waited two years for this moment what waiting more time could hurt? It was just the first day…the very first taste of her brother and it was far beyond anything she could ever fantasize about.
"I would do anything for you Lynn." He was truthful as always.
Her heart accelerated into her chest, lifting her face to gaze upon his warm eyes. Blue met brown once more, though the need was there, another feeling had come forward. The warmth that came from her affection hit Lincoln like magma and the other feeling came forward one more time, proving to bring his lust peeking by the passing second. He was far too young to separate the lust and the love that were about to drive his action, he got bold, wrapping his hands around her face and bringing their lips together once more but she didn't let him dominate her this time, purposely tilting her head backwards to give him the least exposure of her lips. He whined and tried again but her hands kept him at bay, grinding their hips together eliciting another throaty moan from the siblings; the separation of his lips was all she needed to slip her tongue into his mouth, seeking his. It was a surprise contact, but instead of feeling disgusting or making him gag, it only heated up his body, fighting a battle of dominance between the frantic caress of their tongues, the joining of their lips and the furtive touch of the mutual exploration, electricity exploding through their bodies, hot magma liquefied through their veins. Her hands came, racking her nails down his torso in a possessive nature, the feeling of his flesh peeling into a fine layer sent him into a frantic bounce of his hips against hers, both relishing in the contact, the mere touch excited them into consuming their sin. Lynn was melting under her brother, panties already smeared by her juices, coming into contact with her brother bulge over and over again, almost spilling off the edge.
The smell in the restroom came to him again, his bulge growing thick and aching with need, precum building on the tip, staining his underwear.
Could they do it tonight? Lynn wondered, feeling as her brother thick heat pressed against her stained panties, both sharing a steamy groan. The setting was right, both were so excited and wanted so much more but she knew she was going to be sore in the morning.
The sound of a door opening in the hallway paralyzed them both, immediately separating and lying on bed panicking, their heart beating harshly in their chest, ice lodged in their stomachs. The footsteps were firm and heavy, echoing down the hallway; they didn't dare to move an inch, peeling their ears to listen up further until a door at the end of the hallway closed.
"My butthole feels like it's about to fall out." She said completely terrified at how hard her heart was beating into her chest. Lincoln said nothing, ears completely peeled. A minute after the sound of a toilet flushing was heard and the steps one more time on the hallway before another door closed. The siblings breathed a sigh of relief, heads clearing enough to think one more time. Lincoln smiled in relief, applying pressure on his chest to ease his heart, ignoring his aching loins.
With the mood cut abruptly, Lynn thought about Lucy's words, breathing as the fear and excitement cursed through her. Would this fear be a present companion through the course of the relationship? Constantly hiding, faking being something that they were not…for the first thing it put things on perspective and knowing Lincoln intently, jumping into the abysm wasn't like him at all. They were both taking a risk and they knew it; her gaze fell upon the skin grasped together on his eyebrow. He would've done the same for any of his cared ones but what it the more special to her? The boy looked at his sister, offering her a smile and that made her feel special.
"You were right Linc. It'll be alright. But I can't handle this alone. We need to work with what we have." Her hand found his, squeezing it. She melted once more as his lips pecked hers, the raw emotion of love and determination on his eyes almost tore at her.
"You will never be alone. But I guess that's because I've never really been alone, because I have always had you by my side."
The embarrassing water works came faster than Lynn could've contained them, pressing her tear stained cheeks against his shoulders; his hands found way to her back, a single digit lifting her face to make her stare at him.
"Did…did I say the wrong thing?"
Lynn's face broke into a smile. "No, you silly, silly boy. You said the right thing, God, must be the love burning inside of me that is making me a crybaby."
"…you love me? As in love-love me?"
Shit.
For the second time of the day, Lynn felt at loss of words. Would this be enough to reject her? It was biological to feel love and attachment to your blood sibling. She had already taken it further with a heavy attraction but love of that caliber? Would that be enough for him to make him walk away? Her answer came faster with the feeling of his lips searing against hers.
"It's ok Lynn. You've taken my heart already."
Was this a dream? Or a drug induced hallucination out of one of Lisa's experiments?
"Did…do…do you mean that?" She said with unexpected nervousness.
Lincoln pecked her lips sweetly, embracing her. "I swear with threat on my Ace Savvy comics to be burned in a pile if I'm lying."
She giggled, leaning down on the embrace, a sigh of love leaving her lips.
"I've waited a long time for that."
The white haired boy only offered a warm smile that was laced with love, a smile just for her.
"I gotta get changed though." Lynn said, wiggling her fingers together. Lincoln arched an eyebrow but said nothing. The smell that Lynn was radiating was still making him ache with need, he was sure that she was about to take it away…and let his erection die already, it was starting to hurt intensely. With a quick smile she went back to her room stealthily. Lucy was wakened by the slight creak of her door opening. The Goth was facing the wall but she knew it was Lynn. Her nose twitched and that's when the smell that she brought made her scrunch her eyebrows in disgust, it was even worse than when she came home after exercising…it was something else entirely. The Goth ignored the sounds as Lynn disrobed, hastily throwing her clothes in the hamper with a sigh, muttering something that she couldn't catch on. Strangely, something brought uncertainty at her sister. What had she been doing with Lincoln that got her so…sweaty? The possible implications of that thought made her shudder both in fear and disgust, she would have to talk to them, together to clear the fact and to find some sort of middle ground, if only, to protect the promise she made to her sister. The door closed and Lucy felt so alone, unable to process it any further, she forced herself to clear her head and finally she went back to tormented slumber, waking up in short burst of sleep through the night.
Lynn looked at herself in the mirror sitting on the toilet; the blush hadn't left her, biting her lips, she cleaned the crust of dry fluids around her lower lips, ignoring the increasing flutter of desire that coursed through her she headed straight back to Lincoln's room, composed and ready for cuddles with her boyfriend. She opened the door to his room and there he was, already waiting for her, a smile only reserved for her on his lips, extending his hand to her. She took her and he guided her against his side, Lynn sighing in relaxation and in pure bliss, head lying on his shoulder, smelling his Lincoln musk, the smell of it soothing her.
Brown met blue.
With the matched rhythm of their hearts, now swell with love, it didn't take long for the lovers to fall asleep in each other arms, the last thought in Lincoln's mind was that sometimes, the things you want to most, are right in front of you.
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Morning came.
"Shhhh. You're gonna wake em up." A voice whispered followed by multiple giggles.
Luan gagged. "Ugh, what's that disgusting smell? It smells like monkey funk."
The sisters minus Lily and Lucy were gathered at the edge of Lincoln's door, their eyes glued to the two figures on the bed.
At night, Lynn had kicked the comforter half way off the bed, exposing their wound dressed bodies, bandages already crusted with dried blood. Lynn's camisole slipping halfway exposing her simple white cotton panties, half of her hair dispelled beneath her shoulders, the other covering Lincoln's still bandaged forehead as he snored sideways from her body, face pressed against her left arm, the other was nestled beneath her left thigh, digits barely grasping her other leg. The brunette left arm was under a pillow, her other arm under Lincoln's head. As the boy snores resounded through the room, Lynn's locks of hair whistled with every strong snore almost reaching his mouth, making the siblings to lose it. Luan steeled her body from laughter to quickly to snap a picture with the Polaroid camera. The sisters shut the door silently, grinning from ear to ear looking expectantly at the picture that Luan was shaking back and forth; inside the room, the sound made Lincoln to move closer to Lynn.
Outside and exasperated, the pageant girl took the picture from Luan's hands shaking it with a violent screech from her lips.
Finally the full picture was finally revealed.
The siblings laughed good heartily at their compromising position, that they were sure it was purely accidental.
"Can you imagine how can we use this weapon of mass destruction against Lincoln and Lynn? They'll be forced to be my slaves for years to come." Lola rubbed her hands together with glee, a nasty expression on her face.
"Nah. They'll be my personal puppet in my act!" Luan pointed at herself with a proud smirk.
"Uh-uh…Linc and Lynn will be my mud buddies forever!"
The rocker puffed. "You dudes have it all wrong; they're gonna be my favvie Groupies for my future gigs, carrying my instruments."
Leni who had stayed silent through the whole ordeal was quick to snatch the picture from Lola's hands.
"Hey! Give it back!" Lola growled jumping up and down to catch her prize back into her hands but her height was too much to her.
"Doesn't Lincy already do these things for all of us already? And like, they were both hurt pretty badly yesterday, we need to give them rest" She declared confusedly, making the siblings to stay quiet pondering at her words; while they knew how terrible they were being, the siblings were trying to normalize things in the household once and for all. And it was the truth; Lincoln had been every of those things and more, from him saving Lori's relationship with Bobby, participant in Lisa's experiments, being the model to Lola's pageants, being the mud buddy of Lana more times than they could count, playing gigs and rocking with Luna, passing the time with Luan and her joke numbers, hearing thousands of depressing poems from Lucy, changing Lily's diapers, modeling for Leni and keeping those who were afraid of storms huddled together until they passed. Immediately feeling bad, Lola sighed, fixing her wrinkled camisole.
Lynn also didn't stay behind for what she had done for the family.
"I'll be downstairs." The pageant girl sighed making her way to the first floor of house, an angry force echoing from the stairs. The siblings stayed on their spot, each thinking how terrible they were being to the boy who would give it all to make them smile. The siblings finally dispersed making their way downstairs to wait for breakfast.
Leni stayed where she was, twirling the picture on her hands and staring at it intently. Her lips quirked into a smile, looking at Lincoln's room where her brother and her sister Lynn slept soundly unaware of what just happened.
"I knew it" She giggled to herself.
The door to her parents opened, Leni was quick to fold the picture and shove it between her ample bosoms.
Rita loud exited her room coming face to face with the blonde fashionista.
"Morning Leni. Where are the others?"
"They're downstairs, waiting for breakfast. Like, gaugh! They're like so inconsiderate for not waiting for you."
The matriarch rolled her eyes, grin tugged at her lips.
"Nothing in this family can ever wait". She said, resigned to her duties. " Where's the others?"
She shrugged. "Sleeping." Her eyes one more time locked on Lincy's door, her mother following her sight.
"Only today I'll allow it, though he has until mid-day to wake up, the same goes to Lynn. I need to change their bandages; Lucy should be up, or she'll turn down any minute now. I don't know where that girl is half of the day. Help me prepare the table dear, oh and fetch Lily would you?"
Leni's tongue smacked against the roof of her mouth. "You got it Captain."
The blonde women made their way downstairs, Lily bouncing excitedly bouncing in her arms. Impatiently, the sisters greeted her ready for the day to start. Lynn Sr. exited the room with a big smile, happy to get going after refreshing himself, wondering how everyone was going to take the surprise visit that he had planned ahead.
Inside Lincoln's room, the siblings were just stirring awake, unconsciously they had moved together, with Lincoln spooning Lynn from behind, morning wood digging into her butt cheeks. The sporty girl groaned at the offending object poking at her rear, shoving her butt unto it. The contact immediately woke up the white haired boy, dislodging his hands who had found their way inside Lynn's shirt in his sleep, grunting at the delicious and warm pleasure that shot into his groin. Lynn blinked, staring at the wall, stupidly trying for things to make sense, but the feeling of that immediately woke her up, turning halfway to look at Lincoln and then down at his crotch, where the hard and warm object was now poking at the rear of her thighs. Should she be horrified? Grossed out and plain disgusted? Most girls would typically be disgusted with a brother who was trying to unintentionally to cop a feel with his man parts while they slept, but Lynn wasn't like any other girls and instead of being revolted by it, she felt excited and flattered.
"Linc…I just woke up and your man junk is trying to find his way into my panties?"
Lincoln went red as a tomato immediately jumping from her, falling off the bed and landing on the discarded pillow that they had dropped tussling on the bed yesterday, he grunted because it still hurt. Lynn grinned, standing up from the bed fixing her camisole and then pointing at his misery and laughing about it.
"Way to score Romeo. Floor one…Lincoln…flat zero."
Lincoln sighed, rubbing at the pain on his behind, sighing he crouched giving Lynn a good look of his tight cute butt as he took the discarded PJ tops making the sportsgirl to gulp, heat taking possession of her cheeks.
"I am glad that my suffering amuses you Lynn. "He rolled his eyes with some discomfort, putting his top back, covering his behind with the oversized PJ. Lynn hid her disappointment behind a smile, taking a hold of the flaps of his PJ's and yanking his top halfway covering his head with it, leaving his mouth uncovered. The boy grunted annoyingly immediately moving to dislodge the material from his head until he felt Lynn's burning hot lips on his own.
"Morning to you too." Lynn couldn't help but to grin at the effect she was having on him as he sighed, lost to another world beyond her understanding. Flicking his PJ back to his torso, Lynn took his hand, guiding the boy with the silly expression off the door. "C'mon doofus, I think I smell bacon sizzling right now and I WILL HATE to miss breakfast!" The boy said nothing, letting himself be dragged away, a pleasured smile on his lips, happy by Lynn's enthusiasm.
The door to Lynn's and Lucy's room opened slightly, a single amethyst eye peeking through the crack of her door, observing as the siblings made their way downstairs, hand in hand. Lucy sighed and for the first time she felt…tired. Her mind had dwelled in the predicament the entire night, sleep being elusive from the young Goth. While this hadn't been the first time where a good horror or happy poetry had kept her going the whole night, in this case she felt…uneasy and she despised looking uneasy. Things fell off her grasp now, unable to understand the situation of what her siblings were doing but deciding not to intervene due her promise to Lynn but she would definitely interfere if she felt that it would threaten the normalcy of the household and her family.
Nobody was supposed to know this.
Downstairs.
The breakfast table was another rut of insanity, voices screaming and demanding substance, pots of coffee being drank and refilled with juice for the smaller ones, while Lincoln occasionally sipped from his light coffee and milk in the froggy time cup, his gift from Lola and Lana – to their entire pleasure –though a juice or one of Leni's smoothies would have been preferred, but as a righteous person, he disliked to bother anyone, preferring to relish in what was given, even though it wasn't to his liking.
"Lily stop throwing the food to Lana! And Lana, stop encouraging your sister!" Both groaned in displeasure, though Charles and Cliff happily waited under the table, devouring the food offered on the ground.
The voice of the Matriarch ran deep and strong, as always running the kitchen like a well-seasoned war veteran.
"Luna, I don't want to see your walkman in the kitchen. I've told you times and times again."
"But mom! There's a contest for tickets! for the incoming Motley Crew-Mick Swagger tour!"
The furious eyes of Rita Loud made her cower, she immediately sighed, setting the yellow Sony Walkman back in her pocket.
"You need to share with the family" She admonished though her eyes turned to the next trouble maker. "Lola, the family kitchen table is no place for make up! Lynn, stop trying to use your brother as a basketball scoop!"
The sportsgirl had gotten bored in the morning spats after eating and had started to pile up and ball up her napkins and tried to score into the folds of his PJ top. Lincoln didn't seem to mind, having fun swatting them side to side, but when one of them landed into his dad's coffee, splashing hot beverage on the table and a few hot droplets on his pants making the old Loud to jump, he worried. Lynn Sr. just sighed and drank from his coffee ball of paper and all, ignoring the sizzles of hot liquid staining his cream colored pants. Naturally the only one behaving so far on the table was Leni, across Lynn and Lincoln; as always she was in her own world, completely ignoring the noise and concentrating hard in a certain predicament.
Her suspicions had proven to be correct, but what to do? Normally she would only had to call Lori and she would immediately would know what to do, but it occurred to her that this wouldn't work, the implications of such discovery would destroy them all. Their union was beautiful and they complimented each other so naturally, almost like a match made in heaven. But the others would not see it that way; Leni knew that as far as she was concerned, the others saw it as ugly, including the law…well, maybe not in New Jersey! But they were in Michigan! Lynn jested Lincoln again, flickering his cowlick and him in turn pulled her pony tail and throwing it on the face of Lana, annoying her as she swatted her hair to the side; another disgruntled shout followed and they stopped, though their energy was now souring, playing footsie under the table, sneaking quick and meaningful looks under the table, smile on their faces.
Fascinated with how happy they were being, Leni knocked the plastic sugar pot under the table in complete Leni fashion. The siblings laughed at her clumsiness as expected from the dizzy blonde, though the secret lovers ignored the commotion, another background noise.
"Ugh! Like so clumsy. I'll get that."
She took the fallen bottle, her eyes immediately centered on their feet, playing with each other, both indexes linked, and thumbs caressing their open palms. Sighing in happiness, she went up placing the bottle back on the table. Her palms were supporting her cheeks, a joyful expression on her face, sighing at the love that was blooming across of her.
Luna who had stood silent since she was told to not touch her Walkman eyed her up, confused why she would be looking at her siblings in such a way. Maybe she was just happy and relieved that they were both safe, she had problems to sleep after looking at her siblings bleeding nonstop and shaking in nonstop agony with the weak local anesthetic. It was hard enough not to break down, forcing her to be the guiding sibling with Lori missing from the picture; it was when she could see the constant pressure that was put on the older sibling and she wished for her guidance at that precise moment. Luan helped her to cope with it, finally letting her cries go unattended for what seemed like hours, the comedian patting her back and whispering the words she needed to calm down. The incident had brought the closest of them all even closer, it would have been odd for another family, but there was no family like theirs, this mishap wouldn't put a stop for the love and attention that this family possessed for each other.
The musician threw them both a deep smile, it had been radiant enough to catch the attention of everyone on the table and immediately broadcasting exactly she was feeling.
"If I wasn't so tired, I would've wrote a song already about you two, but let me say that I am glad that you're both ok. All of us are so relieved. We love you so much, it is what separate us from everyone else, the love we have for each other" Goddamn it, she was already sheading a tear. It was so hard to bring things to normalcy without breaking apart, shaking under the strain of her own feelings. Every family member stood up and put their hands around her, tightening into a warm and inviting hug that only the Loud family could enjoy, tears and happy smiles shed that not even Lola could protest, letting her expensive make up to get ruined under her tears. Even Lily wanted in the hug, Rita was quick to pick her up and huddled her with the group and her tiny hands immediately seek the warmth and care of Lincoln, which he was happy to return.
The Matriarch smiled. "How sweet of all of you to show the love we feel for each other. Lori…a shame that we do not have her here, but she'll be here soon enough."
Everyone nodded, missing their older sister.
"Let me add that I am so proud of you Lincoln, against all odds and disregarding your wellbeing you charged into the fire to save one of our own."
The boy smiled, looking to the side, completely embarrassed.
Lynn bit her lips, barely holding wanting the need to shower him with kisses, forcing herself to listen to her mom.
"There is no doubt in my heart that you will forever have the path set in stone for you for a happy life. And the same goes for all of you, if you listen to your heart, you will never, ever go wrong with what you do in life. Is that understood?"
"YES MAMMA" Came the chorus.
But Lincoln? Lincoln had his heart centered in one thing only. Sneakily, he traced the forearm of Lynn, still huddled around her, using their closeness as an excuse to touch her. It elated her heart, her eyes fluttering for the love she felt for her brother, her heart calling for him, beating rapidly for him. It wasn't long before Lincoln's and Lynn's bandages were changed, both resisting the need to ogle each other. The family spent time once more huddled around the TV, enjoying lazily another odd film that seemed to take its role too seriously, The Naked Gun.
The family hollered with laughter at the silliness of it. While some jokes passed over the heads of the youngsters, Lincoln was starting to understand some of them and made him elated. Lynn was on the opposite end and he wanted nothing more than cuddle her but he resisted. They had to keep appearances; after the movie, the family went their separate ways not before Lynn sent Lincoln a quick wink that made him smile. The white haired boy was tuning his guitar, following his ear to where he wanted his cords to sound like. It wasn't really his forte, but he did enjoy playing, he had Luna to thank for that; maybe he could ask her to teach him how to compose…though he didn't know if Lynn would like a song dedicated to her. She wasn't the type to care for traditional romanticism…or maybe he could compose a song of what she meant to him. His musings were interrupted as the doorbell echoed through the house. He ignored it, going back to tuning, getting the sound that he wanted in three cords already. Once again the doorbell rang, several seconds passed and in its desperation, suddenly the bell was ringing constantly. He threw his hands in the air completely exasperated and annoyed that nobody was noticing the annoying sound but him.
"Really? Really?" He sighed.
Carefully placing the guitar on the bed, he made his way downstairs with a heavy frown. He was too angry, mumbling angrily to himself about how he was the only one that seemed to any decency over here. Though unbeknown to him, Lynn Sr. had distracted his family in a ruse on purpose, including his wife to expose his latest plan for a cook out. Lynn had stayed upstairs playing with a ball bouncing on the wall, thinking about things when that automatic door bell rang noisily, bouncing the ball faster and harder to burn her frustrations but as it augmented its noise, her anger hit its final peak exiting the room with a heavy sigh, though she stopped at the foot of the stairs when she saw Lincoln going downstairs to open the door.
The door opened with force to rattle the windows. The boy was more than ready to scream at whoever had been so rude to abuse their doorbell before stopping in shock. He was almost knocked off his feet as Lori crushed him against her chest with a pained cry. The boy sat there stunned before bringing his arms around his sister sobbing, a smile grasping his features. From his line sight, Bobby waved at him flashing him with an amused smile, though Lori was being completely irrational in the way she was hugging and sobbing against his chest. Lynn broke into a smile, about to come downstairs to hug her sister when another person came into her line of vision.
It was Ronnie Anne.
Lincoln was as surprised as she was.
The tanned beauty smiled.
"Hey Lame-O…aren't you going to say hello?"
The white haired boy heart fell with the uncertain feelings that sprung from deep within at the sight.
Lynn upstairs shook from the unexpected source of her rage, jealously flaring up dangerously, firmly planted on the ground as her eyes drank the sight of the smiling face of Ronnie Anne Santiago and the fury that came with it.
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A/N: And here we are! Let's see how the reunion plays out in the next chapter! Hopefully sooner! I have to thank everyone who has so far reviewed my fic, you inspire me to write more. If you want to PM it about anything, please do not hesitate. Til next chapter!
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