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Context: Your relationship with your family has never been great, largely thanks to your father. A good ol' boy and ex-military, he convinced everyone your acts of rebellion were good enough reason for all of them to cut you off or assume the worst. Except for Charlie. Ten years your senior and an ex-squadmate of your father, Charlie was able to see through those lies as you started college. He's come to your aid plenty of times, protected you, and encouraged you. It's hard not to appreciate him and all he does for you, or how hot the dummy is. You made your move and kissed him, and he's just as hungry for you. The only problem? Your nightmare family getting involved.

Setting: Charlie's house

Tags: [M4F][Friends to Lovers][Older Man Speaker][Younger Woman Listener][Controversial][Kisses][Protective][Old Friends][History Together][Cuddles][Military Boy][Angst][SPICY][Confession][Snapping][Making-Up][TW: Implied Abusive Family/SA][CW: Older Man x Younger Woman]

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[Scene opens in Charlie’s home]

[SFX: Footsteps and social media notifications notifying]

[You’re preparing for the day when Charlie appears in the doorway behind you, looking cross]

[Pause <3]

“Mmhm, morning to you, too…”

[Pause?]

“Oh, do I seem surly? Well, I can’t imagine why. Just been getting screamed at all morning for leaking news of Jim’s godamned affair!”

[...]

“...Oh, you little shit…”

[He facepalms and shakes his head]

“...His little shit son is threatening to ‘track the IP’, or some crap. I don’t speak basement dweller so please tell me you have that covered.”

[Pause]

“Used a VPN. What even is-...? Eugh, no, you know what, whatever. No matter how many times I tell these idiots that it wasn’t me, they keep making threats.”

[Pause…]

“No, you ain’t gonna tell them it was you, are you crazy?! They’ll come after you harder than ever before, with their damned lawyers too, I’m sure! They’re all livid that you got the full inheritance and shit, so why did you have to pull this now???”

[Pause…]

[Charlie tosses his arms up in anger and snaps in anger:]

“Why in the Hell did you do that for?! I asked you to do one thing, and it was not to start shit, and you thought that the best way to go about that was making a post with screenshots of Jim cheating on his damned wife?!”

[...Pause]

[He takes a step toward you, glowering]

“‘He deserved it’?! Is that what you just muttered?? Shortstack, Jim has a GUN, like every damned person in this county has a gun, and he wouldn’t hesitate to retaliate if he knew you were behind this, so why can’t you just LISTEN?!”

[His step makes you scamper back in panic. He towers over you, muscles taut in anger]

[SFX: The nightstand rattling as the Listener scampers past it]

[Pause!!]

[He freezes and backs off]

“... ‘Please don’t… hurt you’? F-Fuck, I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to scare you, Shortstack…”

[You look up at him, trying to catch your breath. Impossible]

[P-Pause]

“Hey, hey, shh… No no no, I’m sorry… I’m sorry, babygirl… I didn’t mean to raise my voice at you, and god knows I’d never lay a hand on you… You know that, right? You trust that… Right?”

[...Pause]

[He exhales shakily and offers a hand]

“Thank you… C’mere, sweetheart, lemme help you up… You fell off the bed when you jolted, are you OK?”

[You take his hand and he helps you sit on the bed]

[Pause…]

“...Can I sit down with you so we can talk? Pretty please? I’ll leave if you don’t… want me here…”

[Pause…]

[SFX: The bed creaking]

[Charlie turns to you after he sits. Looking him in the eye becomes impossible]

“Thank you ...Sweetheart, what’s going on? You almost never just… act like that. You’re usually a lot more calculating…”

[Pause.]

“What? Darlin’, you muttered that under your breath, I didn’t-”.

[Pause!]

[He’s taken aback but still solid. Still your rock]

“...You lied about how bad the abuse was…? Hon… You’re shaking, just… Just take a second, OK? I’m sorry I yelled earlier… Please help me understand…”

[...]

“...Baby, yer scaring me… Yes, I promise, I will still love you, no matter what you tell me. Now… Please, tell me why you decided to blow things up like that, OK?”

[Long Pause]

[It all pours out of you before you can stop it. You’re talking, you know you’re talking, but it all just sounds like static to you]

“Jesus Christ ...Oh, Shortstack… God, no, my poor babygirl…”

[He exhales, sounding agonized]

“Christ, baby...That’s what you meant… He wasn’t just putting hands on you, he was… putting… hands… on you… And letting other men do the same… I can’t… You were his godamned flesh and blood! What kind of man does that, much less-?!”

[...]

[He holds you close, terse]

“...Did Jim ever…?”

[...]

“Rrgh then I hope his wife takes him for everything and leaves him in a damned GUTTER! Ohoho, and your old man...If he weren’t dead... If I weren’t one-hundred percent sure that monster wasn’t burning in Hell RIGHT NOW-!”

[...Pause]

“N-No, I… I shouldn’t have yelled for you doing what you did… It just scares me, baby. If that was the kind of thing he was doing behind closed doors, then the family knows about it… I swear to God if anyone else in the platoon knew and kept it quiet, yer gonna have to visit me in prison…”

[You rest your head on his chest and his strong heartbeat pounds under your ear]

“...You don’t gotta answer, but… why didn’t you ever tell me?”

[...Pause.]

[He sighs]

“Yeah, I would’ve absolutely gotten myself killed going after that old monster… Overprotective himbo idiot energy does not cancel out bullets… Still, I-I… Christ, I just…”

[Pause <3]

[His voice catches]

“... I love you too, babygirl… and I’m glad you trust me. I’m glad you had someone you could trust… even if he was a big, dumb idiot.”

[Pause…]

“Tch, no, now I can see why you did what you did. You wanna see the whole lot of them fuckin’ burn, and I can’t even blame you. Hell, if the old house wouldn’t sell so well, I’d suggest burning it to the damned ground! Fucker was always so proud of that house…”

[...?]

[His breath hitches in grief. Anger]

“No… No, none of that changes how I see you. And it doesn’t justify them calling you all of those names for a woman of… promiscuous nature. It was never your choice, babygirl… and I’m just sorry that I couldn’t protect you…”

[Pause…]

“...Fucking ruin them, Shortstack. I know… I know. Even with you decimating Jim like that, the family is gonna be in a damned uproar, coming after you for everything you have. The old bastard left all his money to you, after all.”

[...Pause]

“Oh? You think you know what you wanna do with that money once the lawyer hands it over? What’s that?”

[Pause]

[He smiles and kisses your forehead]

“I’m happy for it to be a surprise, Shortstack. Now, c’mon. We’re turning off our devices and taking a nice horse ride around the farm together. If the horses start talking shit or HOA laws, then I reckon we run for the mountains.”

[You both share a laugh together. It’s bittersweet and you can feel anger shuddering through him but, like always, he’s being brave for you. You hope, one day, you can repay that]

[To be continued]