Open Big trouble

[Thomas Jusantrea]

A few days ago, Thomas had received the news from his agent that he had to go on tour for two months, it was of course unexpected, because he vowed to put his musician's career aside for the next few years to focus on his family. Also, now that he's starting his dream job, he hasn't written much lately except for about three new songs. Therefore, he really did not know what to do now. Thomas hadn't said anything to Allison yet, because all these few days he had thought about saying yes or no to the agent, that in the end we agreed, however, when he heard that she wouldn't be able to go with him this time, he immediately said no, because the family always went with him. He was even afraid to imagine what kind of lightning would come to his head from Allison's side.

Finished work in St. Mungo's Thomas went home, the five of them now lived in Allison's father's house, which was just perfect for their large family. He unlocked the door then went inside and as always his daughter ran in first and then the twins. "Hello, my little monsters! Where's your mom?'' he asked the children, taking his daughter on his lap, who told them that Allison was in the kitchen. Thomas took a deep breath, then lowered his daughter to the ground and told them to go play.

Thomas stood for a moment longer in the hallway that separated him from the kitchen. All he had to do was take the steps and walk in it. He stood in the hallway for another minute, then went to the kitchen. "Good evening my sunshine! How was your day?'' he decided to start with a normal conversation before delivering his important message.

@Allison Beckett

 

[Allison Jusantrea]

Allison had settled into life quite nicely- she was working as a werewolf activist with varying success, and had even started work as a researcher (which did come with a better salary, she would admit) on top of being a mom. She had three wild, beautiful children. Her father had moved out of the house to live with uncle Eddie. She thought it was sweet, honestly, though she did understand there were more facets to them moving to Eddie's house rather than keeping her childhood home. And honestly, it had been the most amazing gift in the world to be able to raise her family here just as she had been.

She was in the kitchen working on dinner when Thomas walked in, greeting her. She turned, raising a brow. "Good evening," She replied back, putting a handon her hip. "What did you do this time?" She asked, able to tell just by looking at her husband that he was hiding something. She'd been reading up on anger management, knowing that she had a temper and that it wasn't her best feature. She held one hand up before he could speak. "Wait! Before you tell me, I want a kiss first," She smiled impishly. "You may not get any after," She teased him.

 

[Thomas Jusantrea]

Thomas stood looking at his wife, even though she already knew he was hiding something, Allison knew him too well. He tried not to show any unnecessary emotions that would betray him even more. "There was a lot of work in the department today," he answered his wife's question. Then came the words that derailed him a little. Thomas smiled, then wrapped his arms around Allison and pulled her closer for a kiss. It was full of passion because sooner or later he would receive a good slap and worse a couple of harsh words that he would even have to sleep in the living room tonight. "On the contrary, you'll be the one who doesn't want to do it," he said, not letting her go, and then took a deep breath.

"The manager called me a couple of days ago. In two days I have to go on tour for two months. Only, honey there's a big but..'' he started a sentence but didn't finish because he really needed to find the right words, although it would be hard to do. Thomas knew he would just have to tell Allison she couldn't go with him this time, then he could wait for the lightning to fly overhead.

@Allison Jusantrea

 

[Allison Jusantrea]

Allison leant into the kiss, one hand playing with his hair. When he pulled back, just enough to talk, she let it fall to his chest, quirking a brow and making sure to keep her breathing even. Whatever he was going to tell her, it was going to be fine. Eventually. She let him speak, tapping her fingers against his chest. "If you think I'm going on tour with you, you're wrong," She cut him off. "Damn it, Thomas! We have three little kids. You're going to be gone for two months?" She scolded him. "What about your work as a healer? They're alright with you just taking off?" She pulled back, pinching the bridge of her nose and taking a deep breath. "Okay, okay," She took a deep breath, pointing back to the living room. "You better go spend time with the kids while I figure out how the hell to rework routines for the next two months."