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Rosana had scolded them when they tried to help out in the kitchen, so Blue J was relocated to the dining room—Benjamin running back and forth between both rooms with a delighted smile on his face. He was caught between a story, only able to tell it to Blue J in starts and stops as he had to move back to help his mom with something else.
“What if I moved my chair into the kitchen?” Blue J asked, trying to be helpful, but they were rewarded with an amused laugh from Benjamin.
He leaned in, and Blue J leaned in to match. Dropping his voice to a staged conspiratorial whisper so that Rosana could hear it in the other room, he said, “She will only kick you right back out again for daring to help as a guest!”
“I’m here all the time!” they protested, and Benjamin gave them another cheeky grin. “We grew up together. I used to help out around the house.”
They want to ask what changed, but they know the answer to that.
Hadrian came home, for one thing. They could hear his voice in the kitchen, low and barely audible as he moved about the kitchen, but it was an unfamiliar presence in the space that had only been Benjamin and Rosana for so long.
Also, unspoken, but equally noticeable, their relationship with Benjamin started to change.
To the point where now Blue J got invited over for dinners instead of just showing up whenever they wanted. That Rosana always had a secret little smile on, as if she knew something the two of them didn’t.
“Mom wanted to invite you over for a family dinner,” Benjamin had said when he invited them. More formal, more different.
So Blue J sat in the dining room and listened to the family bustle in the kitchen, and when Benjamin came to tell the next phase in his story—with inserts from Rosana, or questions from Hadrian—they enjoyed the feeling of the change and evolution that moved from a space to a home, with Blue J still at Benjamin’s side.
for lu/@smallpolar_bear on twitter!
Rosana had scolded them when they tried to help out in the kitchen, so Blue J was relocated to the dining room—Benjamin running back and forth between both rooms with a delighted smile on his face. He was caught between a story, only able to tell it to Blue J in starts and stops as he had to move back to help his mom with something else.
“What if I moved my chair into the kitchen?” Blue J asked, trying to be helpful, but they were rewarded with an amused laugh from Benjamin.
He leaned in, and Blue J leaned in to match. Dropping his voice to a staged conspiratorial whisper so that Rosana could hear it in the other room, he said, “She will only kick you right back out again for daring to help as a guest!”
“I’m here all the time!” they protested, and Benjamin gave them another cheeky grin. “We grew up together. I used to help out around the house.”
They want to ask what changed, but they know the answer to that.
Hadrian came home, for one thing. They could hear his voice in the kitchen, low and barely audible as he moved about the kitchen, but it was an unfamiliar presence in the space that had only been Benjamin and Rosana for so long.
Also, unspoken, but equally noticeable, their relationship with Benjamin started to change.
To the point where now Blue J got invited over for dinners instead of just showing up whenever they wanted. That Rosana always had a secret little smile on, as if she knew something the two of them didn’t.
“Mom wanted to invite you over for a family dinner,” Benjamin had said when he invited them. More formal, more different.
So Blue J sat in the dining room and listened to the family bustle in the kitchen, and when Benjamin came to tell the next phase in his story—with inserts from Rosana, or questions from Hadrian—they enjoyed the feeling of the change and evolution that moved from a space to a home, with Blue J still at Benjamin’s side.
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