Arcane Imagines

vander

not requested

WARNING 18+ CONTENT: SMUT

title: it's quiet

prompt: it's been quiet with the kids all grown now... (wasn't requested, did this at my own free will. Also happy universe with Vi because I can do that.)

"And that's the last drunk of the evening." You wipe your hands together after slamming down your rag on one of the tables you had just finished cleaning, going over to the door to turn the open sign to closed. Vander chuckles, cheering as he washes the last few glasses. You go behind the counter to join him in wiping everything down since it gets pretty sticky especially behind the bar.

"Gosh it's been so busy these last few days." You huff, putting your body into the scrubbing. Feeling all the sweat that drenched your back, neck and face. You felt disgusting to say the least. "Mm yeah but think about that early retirement." He jokes causing you to laugh in response. "So true!" You perk up, glancing behind you, his eyes already locking with yours.

He places his glass down and scrummages over to you. His hands snaked around your waist. "You're so beautiful." He kisses the back of your head. You would normally lean into his touch but the sweat that enveloped all over you. You swiftly move away from him by turning around and taking his arms off of you. "I feel gross, babe." You shake your head at his intentions.

"How come? You look ravishing." His eyes darken along with his voice that laced with lust. "I'm so sweaty." You whine, walking out from the bar to sit on one of the stools. "I feel like I just got dragged through mud." You muster out, finally getting to sit down for the first time in 12 hours that day.

"You'd still be the most gorgeous woman I've ever laid my eyes on covered in dirt head to toe." He leans over the bar as you scoff, rolling your eyes at his cheesy choice of words. "It's the truth." He puts his hands up in defense. You sigh. "I would like a shower first." You mumble.

He observes you as your eyes wander around the building seeing if there was anything else for you to do before the both of you chose to go home. "It's so quiet in here." You suddenly mention the lack of noise. "Well it's just the two of us in here." He shrugs his shoulders. You give him a dirty look. "I mean the fact that there's no little Powder running around here with Ekko. No Mylo antagonizing his siblings. Claggor just being along for the ride. Violet attempting to show Mylo how to flirt." You explain with sadness traced in your tone of voice.

"Hmph," He snorted out a laugh remembering the children as young teenagers. "They were something." He shakes his head. "I miss them living with us." You pout, he groans at your words knowing what is going to be next. The both of you took the children in young. Felicia has Vi and Powder quite young. Being only 18 with little Violet and 23 with Powder.

Vander's the same age as Felicia as you were two years younger than the both of them. You didn't meet them until after Violet was two years old. Now Vi is 23 and Powder is 18. You are now 39 and Vander is 41.

"I'm just saying! I don't have much time!" You exclaim, grasping at his hand, practically begging for a child. "Zaun is good, better than it ever has been. Let's dooo ittttt." You bounce your legs for extra effect in pleads. "Love, you've never wanted children of your own. Why now?" He raises his brows, now fully enclasping your hand with both of his.

Your stomach flutters at the size difference between the both of you. You could never get over it, not even with the nearly 20 years of being with one another. "I just," you frown before continuing. "With the children being older and like I mentioned it being quiet... I want someone to depend on me again. Those sweet little eyes as they ask me to help them." Your face grows sour, tears stinging at the brim of your eyes. "This could be my last chance to have that. And you've never wondered what our baby would look like?" You ask him with puppy-dog eyes. "I miss the old times. Not just with the kids." You mutter.