The Way It Is (A Pierce the Veil Fanfic) *EDITING*

Chapter 3 - "Family"

(A/N: that picture.. hot damn. amiright??)

~~Vic's POV~~

Jaime and I got into the car to go get dinner for our little family. Well, I say family, but none of us are like, legally bound if you know what I mean. Except for me and Mike, but not in the way I'd like us to be. Although, it sounds very sister wives, I think it'd be nice for us to be married. All of us. I know that's totally insane and I'm probably the only one of the group that still actually believes in marriage.

That being said, I wouldn't dare bring it up. I think about it a lot though. I mean, we've been together for years now and I don't know. I just think it would be nice to call the men I love mine forever in front of our family and friends. That could never happen though.

Not only would our families not approve, but it's also super not legal. It is the way it is for a reason, I suppose. I sigh to myself a little. I've always been one of the more "sensitive" of the group. Not that it's really a bad thing. Just, I get in my own head a lot.

I shouldn't be complaining. I have a great fucking life. I'm in a band I love, with the men I love. What more could I possibly want?

Marriage.

Oh, shut the fuck up, you dumb little voice.

I sigh again, a little louder this time by accident. Jaime, who has been driving with his left hand while holding my hand in his right, notices and looks at me for a second before turning his attention back to the road as to not kill us. It was a brief look but lasted long enough for me to read the concern written all over his face.

"Is everything okay, princess?"

I shiver a little at the nickname, my cheeks heating slightly. He calls me it quite often, not that I mind, but it still gets me every damn time.

"Yeah... Everything is fine. Just getting inside my own head is all. Same shit I do all the damn time." I sigh lightly again and run my free hand through my hair, turning my gaze to the beautiful man in the car beside me.

"Babe, what could you be stressing about? Is it dinner? It was really no big deal. No one is mad about it." He glances at me again and our eyes meet briefly causing me to blush and him to smile lightly. I hear him chuckle as I quickly turn away to hide my red cheeks.

"I know. It's nothing, I'm just overthinking things. You know how I am. Seriously, I'm totally okay." I smile at him genuinely as we pull up to the take out Italian restaurant, Vinny's or Valentino's or... I don't know, something like that. He parks the car, turning it off and turning is body so he's facing me. I turn more so that I am facing him a little better too.

"Are you sure that's all it is? I don't want my Viccy to be sad." He pokes out his bottom lip in a fake pout which, of course, causes me to smile widely at his antics.

"That's all. I promise." I'm not really lying. There's no point in discussing this now. It wouldn't exactly be fair. This is something that needs to be talked about on family meeting night, if ever.

He smiles at me and leans in for a quick kiss before jumping, literally jumping, out of the car and running in to pick up our food. He's hilarious. I laugh to myself at how goofy he is. None of us can get enough of it.

Not five minutes later, he's back in the car with two large bags of what I can only assume is pasta, given the amazing smell that is assaulting my senses. Hime starts backing out of the parking space and once he's shifted to drive, he quickly attaches our hands together.

I smile at his sweetness and look over at him to see that he too is smiling. His dimples on full display and his spiky hair shaking a little with the movement of the car. I watch him for a bit and the passing street lights make his eyes to twinkle ever so slightly.

He really is beautiful. They all are and I'm so fucking lucky.

He notices my staring and glances over at me for a moment, our gazes catching each other.

"What? Do I have something on my face?" He asks with the same wide smile he's had the whole ride home.

"Yeah, you do. You have a fuck ton of cuteness all over your face." I smirk a little and he rolls his eyes, then shakes his head a little, squeezing my hand lightly before responding.

"Damn Vic. What did I do to deserve the world's most perfect boyfriends?" Shooting me a quick wink before pulling up to our cute little home.

"I don't know, Mr. Preciado. Right place, right time I guess." I shoot him back the same wink he gave me moments ago, and we both burst into laughter.

"The sass!" He gapes.

At this point, laughing in the car with one of my loves, I've completely forgotten about the marriage idea. At least for the time being. Which is good, because our next family meeting isn't until Tuesday. I don't need to stress about it until then, that is, if I decided to even bring it up.

I probably won't.

After about 3 minutes of laughter in the car, Tony and Mike come running out of the house. Tony opens my door for me and Mike opens the door for Jaime.

"Why, thank you, kind sir." I say in a posh accent and curtsy as I step out of the car, choking back a laugh. 

"Anything for you, my dear." Tone responds with the same posh accent and bows.

We both laugh lightly and he unexpectedly pulls me in close for a hug. I hug back tightly taking in his scent. He smells like chocolate axe and his hair is still slightly wet from his shower. Damn, I love him.

"Next time, I'll help you make dinner. Okay?" He whispers into my ear and I pull away to meet his eyes.

"I'd like that, Tone." He smiles widely, kissing my lips softly before letting me go and grabbing my hand.

We grab the bags of food out of the back seat and start walking toward the house, our intertwined hands swinging lightly. We pass by Jaime and Mike on the drivers side of the car. Mike has Jaime pressed against the car door, his hands cupping Jaime's face as Hime has his hands lightly resting on Mike's hips. I smile at them. They're fucking adorable.

They will probably share a room tonight.

Tony whistles at them to get their attention.

"Dinner is now, you little Sexicans! Let's go!" It's all in good fun, so they giggle a little and run to meet us inside.

Dinner is quiet. Not too quiet, obviously, that would be weird. There's joking, small talk and light banter. Nothing very special. It was a sweet family meal and the food was fantastic.

Once we finish, Jaime gets to work cleaning the kitchen and the massive mess I made. I feel a little bad but we've all had to clean some rough kitchen messes so I don't dwell on it. Mike is distracting him by cuddling up behind him and peppering kisses over his neck and cheeks.

Its sweet to see Mike all lovey like this. It happens more at home than on the road or anywhere else. He really lets his guard down here. Its adorable.

Tony and I sit on the couch for a bit, cuddling and watching a movie. I bet you 9 million dollars you can guess the movie. He's sitting with his left arm elevated by the arm of the couch and his feet planted on the ground. He has his right arm wrapped around me and I have my head on his chest.

I get a little bored, considering we've seen this movie many, MANY times. I start playing with the hole that's at the knee of the jeans he's wearing and he giggles when my fingers brush over his skin. He kisses my head and weaves his fingers through my hair.

This is nice, I think to myself.

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A/N: hello my little chodies! Hope you're liking my story so far. Hope it isn't total shit. I doubt this is getting many reads... I don't give a fuck though, cuz I'm having a fuck ton of fun writing it. Stick around- the next chapter is a good one. Well... maybe... my opinion is a bit biased.

Any who, leave me comments and shit! Feel free to tell me if you think this is trash- I'll probably just call you a dickhole and go about my day.