PAST LIVES | ❝Past lives couldn't ever hold me down, lost love is sweeter when it's finally found. I've got the strangest feeling. This isn't our first time around❞
POST: CIVIL WAR | STEVE ROGERS
BOOK TWO IN THE HERO OF HEROES SERIES
COVER BY: voidk...
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THANKSGIVING, FOR RHETT, WAS ALL ABOUT BEING THANKFUL FOR WHAT HE HAD. He and Nicky didn't participate in Black Friday, neither of their families ever had, so all that mattered for them was focusing on the idea that there was a day when they were obligated to sit down and think about what they were thankful for.
What the two found was that, more than anything, they were thankful for still being alive.
"Did you record the Charlie Brown Thanksgiving Special?" Nicky asked from the kitchen, Rhett finishing up his work in the living room.
"I've had it recorded since last week, we're all set," Rhett called out idly, flipping through the short stories he'd had the kids write.
Turning in his seat, he held up one that had frightened him when he had been reading earlier that night. "Nick, can you psychoanalyze a second grader for me?"
Nicky blinked. "Wait, you teach second grade?"
The conversation fell into more trivial things, Nicky making commentary on the maturity of some of Rhett's students, especially when he learned they were only in the second grade, only to be even more shocked when he read the horrifying story that was clearly written by a second grader, but in such a way that he couldn't believe that it was.
"Okay, we're just gonna set this aside and you can talk to the kid's parents, okay?" Nicky finally decided, "Because I am officially terrified. Also, we need to run to the store because, turns out, I forgot to buy the steak."
Rhett blinked. "How do you forget to buy the one thing that we eat during Friendsgiving?"
Nicky threw up his arms. "I'm a busy man, Rhett! And I was sick, if anything, this is your fault."
The blond scoffed, rising to his feet. "Alright. Let's go buy the steak before I have to run and drag Steve out of his apartment."
"I can't believe we're celebrating Friendsgiving with Captain America," Nicky gushed, walking backwards as they exited their apartment, "Should we get some apple pie or something? What does he like?"
Rhett paused, frowning. "I don't...know? I mean, we talk a lot, but he never really says super trivial stuff like that. Though I think he told one of the kids that he likes pumpkin pie."
Nicky snorted, shaking his head, walking down the stairs. "You don't know what your boyfriend likes to eat? Wow, I'd break up with you."
The older man scoffed, bumping shoulders and nearly sending Nicky slamming into the wall. "He's not my boyfriend and, lucky for me, I know what your favorite food is."
"What is it?" Nicky asked, rubbing his arm.
Rhett just ran away.
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The two came home with steak, three pies, and a large gingerbread mansion that Nicky insisted they buy despite Rhett's insistence that it was only Thanksgiving.
