Author's Note:
Hi guys! So l just wanted to preface this with, in case you didn't know, Blockbuster used to be a chain of video rental stores throughout North America. At the time Greek aired on TV they were super popular and there were many locations. Blockbuster is super nostalgic for me even though I was only 6 when Greek came out haha. Anyway, enjoy this chapter!!
"Wow…", Cappie looks around. "I guess Friday nights are busy here".
He looks around the crowded Blockbuster video rental store we've just walked into.
He held the door open for me when we approached the store, which only just made me look at him and give him a good natured roll of my eyes. I was more than capable of doing things for myself, I kept telling him that. But I think he was trying to get on my good side.
Honestly that's probably what this whole night is about, getting on my good side. Because why else would he abandon a party where he could get drunk, hangout with all his friends, and hookup with a Tri Pi who he'd never have to call back afterwards?
But… I was going along with this little Friday night non date of ours anyways. Why not? It's not like I had anything else to do now that I was basically a shut in. And a shut in at the KT house nonetheless. It was depressing.
Cappie's right though, the Blockbuster is bustling with noise, much busier than I'd expected to walk into. The store is just full of little kids running around, parents struggling to keep them in tow. And all that sight does is just make my heart drop into my stomach. Hell, I already felt sick as a dog and now my stomach was just churning with anxiety.
Sure, I'd decided to have the baby… but that didn't mean I was going to keep it. But if I did, I suppose this was definitely a look into my future. Trying to hold onto one of these little kids while I rented some sort of Disney movie for them.
I look up to Cappie as he stands next to me. Would that be us? In some crazy universe would I be doing this with him? Bringing our kid home to watch say, The Little Mermaid, my favorite movie as a little kid, and then putting her or him to sleep together. And what would we be doing after? Going back to our own separate places like typical co parents would? Or… would we be getting into bed together… in a bedroom we shared? In a house we shared?
I shake my head, trying to quickly whisk myself out of my thoughts, my daydream. Because that's all they were, thoughts and daydreams. None of those things I was thinking about would ever happen. At least… not with this baby, not with Cappie. Maybe they would happen when I'm like… 30 with an actual husband. A husband who probably wouldn't be anything like Cappie, wouldn't be anything like my wild first love standing beside me right now. Because… that picket fence, nuclear family thing definitely wasn't Cappie. Even if… even if I wanted it to be with him, I knew it wouldn't be.
"Yeah…", I give him a shrug, my voice shaky as I try to give him any sort of semblance of a smile. Because I was trying to have a good night with him. I think we were both trying to make this work, us being friends, since we were going to have to work together now whether I keep the baby or not. "It is busy".
It feels like I'm craning my neck up to talk to him. I kind of forgot what it was like to be around his 6'2 frame. Especially since now, like most of freshman year, I wasn't bothering to put the effort in to wearing heels.
I'm just wearing some slip on sneakers, something I had to pull out of the back of my closet at ZBZ when I brought a bunch of my stuff over to the KT house a few weeks ago. That's how little I used them, the barely used sneakers. I usually donned a pair of heels. That was sort of just the ZBZ way. I wanted to appear classy, put together, never wavering in confidence, ready to be their next president.
But now that dream was impossible. No one wanted a pregnant girl as their president. Especially not one that was pregnant with their ex boyfriend, to to mention resident campus playboy's, baby.
"So uh, where should we start?", Cappie looks to me with a smirk, looking around the store for a brief second. "Hey, how about the adult video section?"
He looks down at me devilishly, pointing over to the sign on the wall, to a section that was like a ghostland. Of course none of these families were going to step foot there. And neither was I.
I narrow my eyes at him and put my hands on my hips.
"Cappie!", I groan. "I'm just gonna go home if this is what I'm in for tonight".
"Well… considering I drove us… you'd have a long, long walk back to the KT house", he jokes with a winning grin as I only intensify my glare. "Although, you aren't wearing those ridiculous stilt things that you usually wear so… you may actually get there before dawn Case".
He gestures down to my sneakers.
"They're not ridiculous!", I put my hands on my hips. "They're heels Cappie!"
"Yeah well", He shrugs. "I like you at this height".
He scoffs slightly as I just continue to glare at him.
"So teeny tiny, like I could rest my elbow on top your head if I wanted to", He grins jokingly, loving to annoy me.
"Well I won't be 'teeny tiny' for much longer thanks to you", my eyes shoot daggers at him as I use air quotes.
"Right", He nods and then gives me a cringing look like he's sort of kicking himself. "Well, you should pick the movie then princess".
He gestures with his hands for us to start walking around the store.
"Don't call me that", I give him one last order and then step forward to start looking at the movies.
"Noted", He nods, trying to stifle in a laugh. "Although… freshman year you sure didn't mind me calling you that, especially when I was down between your legs and—"
"I'll take your keys and drive your piece of shit car home myself if I have to Cappie, I swear to god!", I point a finger at him in what I hope is a menacing way, but he unfortunately doesn't look very fazed. Instead he's just amused. Of course, typical Cappie. Playing around with me like this was like a drug to him, as if he got high from it.
"Miss Cartwright", He fakes surprise. "There are children here!"
I just roll my eyes dramatically and then keep walking down the aisle. Out of the corner of my eye I can see a smile on Cappie's lips, him truly never happier than when he's getting a rise out of me.
"Hey how about this movie?", Cappie points to a movie on the stands and I move back to take a look at it.
"Juno Cappie? Seriously!", I make my eyes into the most annoyed glare I can possibly muster up.
"Hey I'll have you know it's actually getting Oscar buzz Case", Cappie argues jokingly. "Not to mention is very fitting for our situation".
He smirks as he gestures down to my still pretty flat stomach.
Still, I immediately move my purse from my shoulder to cover over my mid section, feeling uncomfortable. Sure, I wasn't very pregnant yet at all. But… I had noticed it because I knew my body well. Some of my pants and skirts were tight now and my boobs had gotten bigger… or just felt swollen somehow.
I didn't know if Cappie noticed that stuff… if he did he hadn't said anything.
"Don't… point at my belly like that in public Cap", I groan slightly.
"Sorry", He puts his hands up. "Don't worry though, I'm pretty sure everyone at CRU is at a party tonight. Or Doblers. So we're safe here".
Cappie scoffs as he starts to look through the movies again like I am. Although I stop now to look at him.
"Cap… why aren't you then?", I question him, having completely left the movie picking to the wayside now.
I was kind of confused as hell as to why he wasn't going to that Tri Pi party tonight with his brothers.
"Why aren't I what?", He shrugs, looking at some violent horror movie that he knew I definitely would never say yes to renting.
"Why aren't you at that Tri Pi mixer thing with the rest of your brothers tonight? Or… at the very least, why aren't you at Doblers?", I question him.
"Because I'm with you", He gives me a look that says it should be completely obvious. Then he shrugs and goes back to what he's doing, sifting through movies on the shelf.
"Okay but… you live for parties like that with your brothers Cap", I give him a confused look still.
He turns to me, his expression one hundred percent serious now for the first time since we've set foot in here.
"Yeah and I used to live for spending nights like this watching movies with you", He shrugs.
I'm left with my mouth hanging open but nothing comes out. He's kind of left me speechless here, unsure what the hell to say.
So I just nod awkwardly and say nothing, the both of us just going back to looking at the movies.
This me and Cappie, the two people who were exes, knew how to do sparring, knew how to do general mutual annoyance of each other. What we didn't really know how to do anymore was real feelings… And it's certainly not that we didn't feel them, it's just that when either one of us brought them up it just felt too awkward, too scary. At least it did for me. That's why I tried to keep that night during rush when we'd made this baby light and fun, void of any serious conversations about why I had suddenly switched up from my disapproval of his lifestyle and was instead naked in his bed.
A few moments later my voice cuts through the slightly awkward tension between us now.
"This one Cappie", I pull a movie off from the stand. "I want to watch this one".
I hand him How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days. Our hands graze for a millisecond as I pass it to him. Although to me it felt longer than that, felt like I had to pull away or I was going to get electrocuted.
"Okay", he nods up and down, looking at it. "Case haven't you seen this like… 50 times already?"
He looks to me now and I see a smirk growing on his face.
"You said I could pick!", I whine like I'm one of the many little kids in here likely checking out The Lion King or Aladdin.
"Okay you're right, we'll get it", He chuckles gruffly.
"It's like… my comfort movie Cappie", I sigh, explaining this to him. "And I kind of need that right now".
His smirk that's been teasing me most of the night softens now.
"Yeah no problem. I… I haven't seen it since freshman year with you so I'm happy to watch it again", He nods up and down, trying to speak seriously. "Even if it is kind of chick flicky and predictable".
I roll my eyes at him but I can't help the way my heart feels like it's bouncing up and down in my chest.
"Okay. Thank you Cap", I nod up and down. "Seriously".
"It's just a movie Case", Cappie shrugs and laughs slightly as we get in the checkout line.
"No, I mean…", I sigh and shake my head, trying to get my words out to him correctly. "Thank you for, you know, ditching your plans with your brothers tonight... for letting me sleep in your bed these past few weeks. I know I'm mean to you sometimes, but I-"
"It's okay, you're not mean", Cappie assures me as he interrupts. "I know I annoy you, not to mention this isn't an easy situation for you by any means".
"Cap I was going to say that I know I'm mean to you sometimes but I really do… appreciate you", I say, my heart beating faster in my chest, nervous to admit this to him. "You don't… annoy me all of the time".
I give him a bit of a joking smile now, trying to keep this light between us and not too vulnerable.
He matches my smirk, letting out a scoff, I think happy to be sparring back and forth with me like this again. Because it did feel easy. And… fun.
It was always fun with him. Everything was when he was around. I wasn't going to deny that, I never did. It's just that… I couldn't just have fun with him forever. That wasn't going to lead to me being president… or to having a concrete plan for my future.
But… I'd broken up with Cappie and left the never ending fun with him thinking it was what was best for me. I had done everything right. And yet I was still here, here where his presence in my life and annoying hold on my heart had now left me without those two things. No ZBZ presidency in my future and certainly nothing even close to a concrete plan for my future. In fact… I didn't even really have a concrete plan for next week now.
"I don't annoy you all the time?", Cappie interrupts my thoughts, speaking jokingly. "That's news to me".
I give him a glare, but I'm grinning as I do it.
"It's like 90% of the time Cap", I say and then giggle at his reaction.
"Well hey, I'll happily take that 10% Case", He grins like a devil, the way he did the night I met him. He'd had this same look on his face the moment he'd walked up to me at that KT party that felt like a million years ago.
He got me that night. He was charming and a little cocky. But in that way that somehow only he could make endearing. That night I'd grabbed his hand, leaving Evan standing there in the dust. Because Cappie was the one that made me feel like my skin was tingling, like I was on fire. It was clear even that night, even after only knowing the two of them for like, 10 minutes, if that.
And that night, dancing with him, I thought it was too good to be too. From the way he carried himself, the way he talked, the charisma he so easily had, surely he was just a womanizer and I was his target for the night. Tomorrow he wouldn't even remember me, I remember thinking. And I was a virgin, hell I'd barely even kissed anyone. So he was preying on the wrong girl.
But then… over the next few weeks he completely proved me wrong by being so kind, so old school gentlemanly that it almost made me laugh. He was soft, someone that made sure you felt safe, someone who never made me do anything I wasn't comfortable with. And I just wanted to scream from the rooftops that he wasn't like what everything thought he was, not at all, not to me at least.
I look over at him now as he checks out at the register. He's making small talk with the middle aged woman cashier about what a nice night it was, how warm it still was for early October.
I can't help but smile, feeling a warmth roll onto my cheeks as I blush. He was still that same guy.
"What a nice young man you are", the woman smiles at Cappie, handing him the receipt for the movie rental. "I don't always see polite young people like you come in here".
"Oh, well thank you Patricia", Cappie smiles.
I can't help but internally roll my eyes at the fact that while I was lost in the thoughts running through my mind Cappie was making friends with this woman and already knew her name. That's just who he was.
"Is this your girlfriend?", She looks over to me with a sweet smile as she adjusts her glasses. "You two make just a darling couple".
"Oh no we're—", Cappie starts but I cut him off.
"Hi! Yes I am", I nod, giving her a smile. I catch a look of pure confusion on Cappie's face out of the corner of my eye. "I'm Casey".
"Lovely", She smiles contently. "Well you two have a good night! This is one of my favorite movies too, my husband complains constantly when I rent it but… I think he secretly loves it".
I can't help but giggle then as the two of us laugh, me then looking over at Cappie to watch a smile form on his face.
We lock eyes, Cap and me, and I see him make a decision in his mind.
He takes his free hand to wrap around my waist, pulling me into him gently.
"Well we better get going honey", He gives me a smirk, seeing the way I play along even though this feels completely foreign, his hands on me. I mean… the last time he had his hands there there wasn't the thin layer of the fabric of my tank top covering my skin. He'd had his hands all over my bare skin, his touch eliciting warmth all over me that night. That night where I'm pretty sure there wasn't a square inch of me his hands or lips hadn't touched. That night when I got pregnant and this whole crazy thing started. This whole having him in my life again thing.
And at one one point having him touch me like this was the farthest thing from foreign. In fact, it was something I'd grown incredibly accustomed to, something I felt comfortable with.
And I wasn't going to lie… I still felt just as comfortable with him touching me right now as I did then. Even if I wasn't used to it.
"Have a good one!", Patricia's voice cuts through the way I feel nervous, feel like my heartbeat is raised, just at the mere closeness of Cappie to me right now.
"You too!", Me and Cappie say in unison, although my voice is much more meek than his, much shakier from my nerves.
When I'm getting mad at Cappie, when I'm teasing him, reprimanding him, I was confident. But when I was feeling what I pretty well always feel with him it was like that assuredness went out the window and I was just a puddle of nerves and emotions.
If all it took was him putting his hand on my hip to pull me into him I was probably in trouble.
Because I was only 9 weeks pregnant… and something told me this wasn't completely over. That that one touch of his hand on my body wasn't going to be the only one over these next 7 months of having his baby grow inside me.
"So… girlfriend?", He grins at me as he watches me basically propel myself up to get into the passenger seat of his car.
It felt as though his car was raised up on stilts, and if you weren't 6'2 like he was it wasn't exactly easy to step up and get yourself in. Not to mention… the car was pretty beat up. There were lots of times when Cappie would start the car and it would barely run back in freshman year, so I could only assume it would've gotten even worse over the past year or so.
"You know this car is completely dangerous Cappie! And my body isn't really any different now, but there's absolutely no way I'm getting up and in here at like, 8 months pregnant!", I groan slightly, straightening out my skirt as I get comfortable in his car and buckle up my seatbelt.
Okay fine, I'm trying to bypass the whole me not correcting Patricia about the whole girlfriend thing.
I knew he'd make a big deal out of it.
I sigh dramatically, making a fuss about his barely drivable car. One because I feel like it could be dangerous and I sort of… had a reason to be careful now. And two, because I liked seeing his reaction to me annoying him about it.
"Well don't worry, I'll help you get in when we reach that point Case", He grins and then shrugs like it's a complete non issue.
I just sit speechless, unable to really contest that. And I won't lie… the idea of him helping me while I'm pregnant is kind of cute… Ugh! Get it out of your mind Casey! I reprimand myself. You're 20 years old with a baby you absolutely don't want at all, the father being someone you certainly shouldn't be picturing a life with! And father is a strong word… since neither me nor Cappie may even have the titles of mom and dad to this baby. But… I didn't want to think about that tonight. I told myself I was taking a baby vacation of sorts tonight and I was trying to stick to it.
Cappie goes around to the drivers side, getting in and starting the car.
"I'm not trying to be mean Cap but… your car is still kind of…", I trail off, looking for the right words.
"A piece of shit?", He laughs. "Like you said earlier?"
"Okay fine…", I laugh slightly, turning red. "Maybe I shouldn't have used those words to talk about your prized possession but… it barely runs Cap".
"Yeah…", he sighs. "I know".
"Even when you had it in freshman year it didn't", I start to giggle.
"But hey! The old girl is still up and at it a year later Case", He gives me a smirk.
"Fine, you're right", I roll my eyes jokingly. "But what if she dies right when I go into labour Cap? What then?"
I put my hands on my hips, playing around with him for the fun of it. And… maybe a bit to make him forget about the fact that I willingly let Patricia call me his girlfriend. Something I absolutely thought I would correct literally anyone on. I don't really know why I didn't to be honest. Maybe… in that moment, having a decent night with him right now, him being really sweet and getting to know people like he loved to do… well maybe I didn't mind being labelled as his girlfriend tonight.
"I know what you're saying Case. I know it's… not the greatest car and I know it's definitely not baby friendly", He says, pointing to the backseat. "I mean… I don't know much about car seats but there's basically no way to get one back there. So… I'm open to looking for something else. I probably was going to need to anyways".
I feel myself go cold then. Even in this unseasonably hot weather tonight.
He mentioned it. Us actually keeping this baby. The baby being ours.
"I… I don't know if that will even matter Cap", I go completely serious now, looking down in my lap as I play with my bracelet on my wrist. Then I look up to meet his eyes. "Seriously, keep the car Cappie, don't worry about that… scenario".
The word scenario comes out of my mouth uncomfortably.
"Oh… okay", He nods, I think as uncomfortable as I am. He looks like he's thinking though, taking a small pause as he looks back, backing his mammoth of a car out of the spot we're in and then driving towards the exit of the store plaza parking lot. "You've uh… you've made your decision then? Or you're leaning that way…?"
"No", I say immediately, shaking my head. "I haven't made a decision at all yet, okay? I meant what I said a few weeks ago Cap. You'll be the first one to know, even before Ash. Before Rusty too. I'll talk to you immediately when I… when I realize what I want to do. What's best for me to do, I mean. Or… best for the baby I should say, because that's the most important… factor here".
I ramble and stumble over my words, the whole thing still weird to me. Because if he hadn't just brought it up I would've just about forgot I was even pregnant. I would've just felt like I was in some weird time and space continuum where I was transported back to freshman year with him.
But no… this baby was still very much alive and well. As far as I knew at least.
"Okay", he nods up and down and then shakes his head, looking like he's kicking himself. "Sorry, I shouldn't have even mentioned it, I know you were trying to forget about it tonight, to have a night off from it".
"No it's okay", I shrug. "It's pretty… impossible to not think about so…"
I trail off.
"Yeah I know", He nods.
The two of us drive in silence for a bit, sitting in the awkwardness of this until he pipes up.
"Hey, I'm happy you let your brother into your life Case. You know, that you've been spending lots of time with him at the house and stuff", Cappie looks over to me with a smile. "I know you like, denied his very existence for most of your life but I have no idea why Case. He's pretty awesome".
"Yeah well he's certainly obsessed with you, lord help him", I roll my eyes with a laugh. "But you're right Cap, he is pretty great. He's really tried to be there for me during this".
I smile to myself and then speak again.
"Back at the start of school I uh… I sort of thought you just let him into the fraternity, just let him be your little brother, because you were trying to get at me. But… you really actually like him don't you Cap?"
"Yeah I mean, what other guy is gonna go beat up his sister's cheating loser boyfriend when he weighs like… 100 pounds.. and actually win?", Cappie jokes and I can't help but laugh. Like really laugh. Not that I'd been fake around him tonight, but for the first time since he asked to join my Friday night plans I actually felt like we could relax around each other.
"Man, I can't believe he did that", I giggle. "I was so mad at him when I picked him up in jail that morning… you know that morning after we…?"
I trail off and then cringe at myself for even bringing up that night during rush.
He looks about as awkward as I do, nodding slowly as he keeps his eyes on the road.
"Anyways!", I blurt out, trying to save myself. "Now I realize that he was just being a good brother. He told me he was 'defending my honour'".
I use air quotes as the two of us laugh.
"Well I'm glad somebody did", Cappie says seriously. "Hell, it was torture to sit back not do it myself when I found out".
Cappie scoffs slightly but when his eyes lock in with mine his gaze only shows signs of seriousness.
"Well you'd certainly have a much better chance than Rusty in that fight", I laugh, knowing Cappie is much bigger, and taller than my sweet, scrawny brother.
"True", Cappie laughs as he nods. "But… I figured if I did you'd probably hate it… and hate me more than you already do".
"I don't hate you Cappie", I groan and roll my eyes at him. Which coincidentally were likely the very actions that made him think I hated him. But I really didn't, not even close.
"Really?", He jokes, playing dramatically surprised. "Well hey, look at us. Only an hour into this non-date night and we're already making strides".
He gives me his usual joking smirk and I just shake my head at him in general annoyance. But I'm not really annoyed, I just don't want him knowing that he's right. Knowing that after these 3 weeks of knowing that I'm pregnant, 3 weeks of leaning on Ash, Rusty, and… fine, him, I'd actually had half an hour where I'd smiled for real, laughed for real. Where things didn't seem quite so dire.
"And to answer your previous question", He brings up after a moment of us just sitting here, close to arriving back at Greek row now. "I wanted Rusty in the fraternity because of how awesome how was against Evan. I wanted a guy whose loyal enough that he would gladly pick a fight he absolutely knew he wouldn't win just for somebody he loved".
I can't help but smile now. Because that was who my brother was. And how the hell had it taken Cappie of all people to get me to see that after so many years of deeming him my nerdy little brother and ignoring him?
"And besides, I didn't need to use your little brother to get to you Case", Cappie shrugs jokingly. "I just got you pregnant instead. Worked just as well, probably better even".
I narrow my gaze at him to give him a joking glare, except I can't keep it up as very convincing long because I'm not exactly doing the greatest job at stifling in my grin.
Cappie pulls into the parking area of the KT house at the side of their house and the two of us get out.
It's much darker now, not fully pitch black like the middle of the night, but the daylight hours were definitely getting shorter as the weather transitioned into Fall. This had once been my favorite time of year. It meant new things. A new school year, new classes, new notebooks, new people.
But now as I breathe in the crisp evening air, walking up to a place I never thought I would somehow call home, things just seemed so different, so alien to me.
But in a weird way, even though I was panicking about being pregnant, I'd also never felt so at ease.
The past year I'd been on overdrive trying to make sure everything in my life was prim and proper. Perfect enough so people would never see through the cracks. Perfect example of a ZBZ sorority girl, perfect relationship with a more than perfect boyfriend who would never even think to cheat on me, perfect clothes, perfect hair.
But that had all been turned upside down in a matter of weeks. And at first I was depressed about how the hell this all could happen to me. But the fact that it so easily did, that Evan cheated on me, that Frannie, who I thought was my friend and big sister, threw me out of the sorority and made me a laughing stock… well maybe those things weren't even so perfect to begin with.
"Earth to Casey...? You ready to go inside? You look like you're spacing out", Cappie laughs slightly, looking over at me with a bit of concern.
"Sorry, I just kinda dozed off there", I give him a nod and we walk into the house. "I'm just super tired lately from…"
I stop myself from saying it. Because I was so badly still trying to put it on the back burner for tonight.
"From the P word?", Cappie scoffs.
I roll my eyes back with a laugh.
"Yeah, that", I sigh.
"Well don't worry, why don't you just put on your dumb, sorry I mean great, movie and I'll make us some popcorn", He suggests, still joking around with me like he does, holding out the movie to me.
"Yeah", I nod. "Okay".
"The DVD player is pretty straight forward", Cappie gestures to the living room where their TV is. "Not so straightforward that anyone here but me and your brother can figure it out but…"
He trails off as he shrugs, alluding to the low IQ of the KT bunch as he gives me that shit eating grin he so often had plastered across his face.
"Yeah no offence Cap", I giggle. Another real laugh. "But after being here for a couple weeks I've noticed that… you really should be compensated as president…. you're practically running a daycare establishment".
I give him a shit eating grin of my own. One that I don't even think I really knew I had in me. But for some reason when I was around him I just matched his energy.
"Ooh burn", Cappie jokes.
"I want something sweet too Cappie", I practically whine. "Literally whatever you guys have in there that Beaver hasn't already eaten and put the container back".
I call to him as I start to walk to the living room with my movie.
"Ha-ha", I hear Cappie's voice. "But uh… don't worry, I have something I think you'll like".
"Is it sweet?", I sit down on the couch, calling back to him.
"Yeah, it's sweet, don't worry Willy Wonka", He jokes with me in a faux annoyed tone.
I roll my eyes as I put my feet up on the couch even though he isn't in the room to see me.
"Perfect", I whisper to myself as the screen comes up with the menu to the movie and a girly song plays, I think something by Alanis Morisette.
"Barf!", I hear Cappie's voice and then what sounds like the fridge door shut. "How long is this movie again?"
He groans but I'm just smiling.
"At least 2 hours. Maybe even closer to 3", I revel in the fact that I'm forcing him to watch this.
"Hmm there's definitely more fun ways to spend 3 hours", he sighs as he walks into the room now with two bowls in his hands.
"You said you weren't going to make sexual innuendos Cap!", I point out. "And you're already at one strike from back at the video store".
"That wasn't a sexual innuendo, I was talking about playing beer bong or pool or video games… or even volunteering at a soup kitchen like whatever dumb philanthropy thing the Omega Chis are pretending to do lately", He says and I can't help but laugh a bit. Normally I would defend the Omega Chis. But now we were in this sort of parallel universe it seemed where I revelled in Cappie making fun of them.
"Oh...", I bite down on my lip.
"Jeez, no wonder you're pregnant. You should really get your head out of the gutter Case", He sets the bowls down on the coffee table in front of me, doing his best to tease me but I just give him a cross of my arms.
I sit up to look at the table in front of us, peering into the bowls.
"That doesn't look like sweet popcorn", I give him a jokingly whining look, making my eyes into a doe look. Because I could annoy him just as well. Probably even better actually.
He rolls his eyes at me.
"Don't worry, I'm going to get your sweet treat, one sec", He tries not to laugh.
"Good, thank god", I groan, pressing play on the movie with the remote.
I get comfy on the couch, which despite the weird duck taped up parts, sometimes suspicious smell, and the cheesarito dust flying around in the air when you sit down on it, was actually pretty comfortable.
When Cappie walks in the first scene of the movie is already playing and I'm watching pretty diligently even for my… sixth rewatch? I think it was sixth, who knows.
I'm paying so much attention that I barely notice when Cappie waves a spoon out in front of me.
My eyes dart to him, seeing another spoon and a carton of my favorite raspberry sorbet in his other hand. Coincidentally the one from the night when I got pregnant.
I grab the spoon quickly, I'm sure my face starting to give away how excited I was.
"Cap! I can't believe you got this!", I grin. "And… I can't believe no one here ate it".
Cap laughs at me and then shrugs.
"Well… I picked it up earlier this afternoon so… luckily the Neanderthals here didn't have time to swoop in", He smirks.
"I'm telling them you called them that", I give him a joking look. "They'll believe me since I'm actually pretty decent friends with most of them now".
"Hey! No dessert for snitches", Cap jokes, pulling the carton of sorbet away from where I'm holding out my hands to take it.
"Fine, I take it back! I'm craving it so much right now", I moan.
"Well…", he grins and then easily hands it to me, making me smile. "I know what you're like when you're craving something so…"
He shrugs.
I take the lid off the sorbet, actually not paying attention to the movie right now because whatever this was with him right now was somehow more interesting.
"The way you said that and this specific sorbet…", I raise an eyebrow at him and I mean it to be judging but it definitely just comes off more playful whether I like it or not. "From a specific night…"
"Oh. I didn't even realize it was the same one", He shrugs and completely avoids my eye contact as he sits down on the couch beside me. Not too close. But not on the total other end either.
I don't even say anything, I just give him a look, unmoving until he finally caves and looks at me.
"Fine, I know you like it, so I got it. Is that a crime? I'm sorry if it reminds you of that night. I for one didn't even think of it", He shrugs again, looking at the TV even though I knew he didn't give a crap about this movie.
"Uh huh", I cross my arms sarcastically. "Sure".
I knew him way too well at this point to know when he was lying.
"Can we just watch the movie please Case?", He says, giving me a look like I'm the crazy one even though I know he's fully joking. "I love this part".
"Okay now you're just straight up lying!", I protest, my eyebrows raised.
He just shrugs, trying his best to look entrenched with whatever predictable romcom scene is on right now while I keep looking over at him as I start to dig into my sorbet.
But the moment the tangy and sweet concoction hits my lips and I taste it again for the first time since that night here with him in his bed… Well I honestly can't really blame him for his constant pursuit of trying to bring up those feelings again either.