Blackmail, I Tell Ya
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rxelyntitle: first impressions
universe: capriccio
type: drabble
pairing: Xavier/Del
notes: this could be a possible factor if I do fail the history test. I don't think this point of view works too well... I'm no mother after all, so I doubt I portrayed her accurately, but I always see Del's mother as a highly upbeat woman, who is able to accept everything that her son is because he is her dearest kin after all.
She knew it right from the start. Perhaps even before her little lamb knew. But she could always read her child, in matter in what situations.
"Xavier," she greeted, "How nice to finally meet you. Del, you really ought to stop hiding all the handsome ones away from me. I promise not to eat them up, alright?"
Xavier couldn't help but let loose a surprised laugh at her forthright manner. "Thanks for having me over, Mrs Aldright."
"Nonsense, you should come over more often, he tells me about you all the time. And just call me Ms Reide, I haven't been Mrs Aldright for ages." she smiled brightly, even as Del scowled behind her.
"Mom! I do not talk about him all the time!" he said, "I merely complain a lot about him! Xavier likes to be annoying, you know."
"Same thing, dear." she agreed placidly, patting her son on the arm as she ushered Xavier into the living room. "Have a seat and some tea before you boys lock yourselves up in Del's room, playing video games. Del tells me that my chocolate chip cookies are like almost as good as Mozart's sonatas."
Gracefully, she vanished into the kitchen, leaving the two teenagers alone. From the corner of her eye, she watched them carefully, seeing their rapid exchange of words, wide, sweeping gestures from her extravagant son, and a much more levelheaded tone from the other black haired boy. Their dialogue seemed to be getting heated up, and she nearly wanted to intervene before a full scale argument could break out. Her little lamb wasn't as docile as he might seem to be, indeed, his temper usually got the best of him, and she didn't want him to regret spoiling a perfectly lovely relationship with a friend he particularly cherished.
As she made up her mind to act, Xavier had already made his move. With a swift movement, he tugged Del forward, kissing the blond boy chastely on the forehead. She had to hide an amused chuckle when her usually brash son turned bright red and quiet. It was then when she knew that what they had were mutual, and she felt a heavy load slipping away from her shoulders.
Feeling much happier than she had been before the messy divorce, she hummed pleasantly as she took the rest of the cookies out from the oven. Really, Xavier ought to come over much more, for one, he was quite something, managing to quiet her son, and he was really much too handsome for Del to ogle over alone.
universe: capriccio
type: drabble
pairing: Xavier/Del
notes: this could be a possible factor if I do fail the history test. I don't think this point of view works too well... I'm no mother after all, so I doubt I portrayed her accurately, but I always see Del's mother as a highly upbeat woman, who is able to accept everything that her son is because he is her dearest kin after all.
She knew it right from the start. Perhaps even before her little lamb knew. But she could always read her child, in matter in what situations.
"Xavier," she greeted, "How nice to finally meet you. Del, you really ought to stop hiding all the handsome ones away from me. I promise not to eat them up, alright?"
Xavier couldn't help but let loose a surprised laugh at her forthright manner. "Thanks for having me over, Mrs Aldright."
"Nonsense, you should come over more often, he tells me about you all the time. And just call me Ms Reide, I haven't been Mrs Aldright for ages." she smiled brightly, even as Del scowled behind her.
"Mom! I do not talk about him all the time!" he said, "I merely complain a lot about him! Xavier likes to be annoying, you know."
"Same thing, dear." she agreed placidly, patting her son on the arm as she ushered Xavier into the living room. "Have a seat and some tea before you boys lock yourselves up in Del's room, playing video games. Del tells me that my chocolate chip cookies are like almost as good as Mozart's sonatas."
Gracefully, she vanished into the kitchen, leaving the two teenagers alone. From the corner of her eye, she watched them carefully, seeing their rapid exchange of words, wide, sweeping gestures from her extravagant son, and a much more levelheaded tone from the other black haired boy. Their dialogue seemed to be getting heated up, and she nearly wanted to intervene before a full scale argument could break out. Her little lamb wasn't as docile as he might seem to be, indeed, his temper usually got the best of him, and she didn't want him to regret spoiling a perfectly lovely relationship with a friend he particularly cherished.
As she made up her mind to act, Xavier had already made his move. With a swift movement, he tugged Del forward, kissing the blond boy chastely on the forehead. She had to hide an amused chuckle when her usually brash son turned bright red and quiet. It was then when she knew that what they had were mutual, and she felt a heavy load slipping away from her shoulders.
Feeling much happier than she had been before the messy divorce, she hummed pleasantly as she took the rest of the cookies out from the oven. Really, Xavier ought to come over much more, for one, he was quite something, managing to quiet her son, and he was really much too handsome for Del to ogle over alone.
