In Which Boaz Makes a Roadtrip
Apr. 10th, 2010 03:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
"Ben, he's not asking for you to do anything you're not comfortable with."
"Yeah, I get that." He looked at the picture in his hand that Dean had left. His father - all these years later and suddenly Dean was back and his mother was telling him that she knew - wanted to see him. And he had a little cousin. "Just... not something I was expecting."
"Dean will be fine with whatever you choose. But I'd really like you to think about at least talking to him. I'm sure you've got questions."
"I do." He rubbed the back of his neck. "What about you, Mom? You want him around again?"
Lisa smiled just a bit. "It was nice seeing him again, Ben. I'd like to see more of him. But if you're not comfortable..."
"Mom, I'm not eight anymore. You don't need to worry about my feelings when you're seeing a guy." He smirked up at his mother. "I just don't want to hear about what you two are doing when I'm not here."
"Like I'd tell you that anyway." Lisa smoothed the first red spike of her son's hair so she could kiss his forehead. "Do me a favor, though?"
"What's that?"
"If you decide to take a road trip out to Iowa like I know you're planning, please at least tone down the look so the press doesn't follow you."
Ben smirked a bit and shook his head. "Yes, Mom."
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The flight from LA to Des Moines wasn't bad, and he rented a car the next morning to drive the rest of the way to the house where Dean had told his mother that he lived. It probably wasn't the smartest plan he had, but he did want a chance to look at this family before he went to talk to them.
He watched his cousin and his uncle go off to school, and saw that his father's car stayed parked in the driveway. Figuring that it meant Dean wasn't going off to any job, Ben pulled the car up next to it in the driveway and made his way to the front door, knocking before he looked at his reflection in the window.
He actually looked normal for once, and sober too. It was the best he could manage, so he hoped it would be noticed he was trying to act the part. If only for his mom's sake.
"Yeah, I get that." He looked at the picture in his hand that Dean had left. His father - all these years later and suddenly Dean was back and his mother was telling him that she knew - wanted to see him. And he had a little cousin. "Just... not something I was expecting."
"Dean will be fine with whatever you choose. But I'd really like you to think about at least talking to him. I'm sure you've got questions."
"I do." He rubbed the back of his neck. "What about you, Mom? You want him around again?"
Lisa smiled just a bit. "It was nice seeing him again, Ben. I'd like to see more of him. But if you're not comfortable..."
"Mom, I'm not eight anymore. You don't need to worry about my feelings when you're seeing a guy." He smirked up at his mother. "I just don't want to hear about what you two are doing when I'm not here."
"Like I'd tell you that anyway." Lisa smoothed the first red spike of her son's hair so she could kiss his forehead. "Do me a favor, though?"
"What's that?"
"If you decide to take a road trip out to Iowa like I know you're planning, please at least tone down the look so the press doesn't follow you."
Ben smirked a bit and shook his head. "Yes, Mom."
***
The flight from LA to Des Moines wasn't bad, and he rented a car the next morning to drive the rest of the way to the house where Dean had told his mother that he lived. It probably wasn't the smartest plan he had, but he did want a chance to look at this family before he went to talk to them.
He watched his cousin and his uncle go off to school, and saw that his father's car stayed parked in the driveway. Figuring that it meant Dean wasn't going off to any job, Ben pulled the car up next to it in the driveway and made his way to the front door, knocking before he looked at his reflection in the window.
He actually looked normal for once, and sober too. It was the best he could manage, so he hoped it would be noticed he was trying to act the part. If only for his mom's sake.
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Date: 2010-04-11 04:35 am (UTC)He was quoting a lyric to a song he had written a few years ago. It fit.
"You ever think about me and mom, up until now that is?"
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Date: 2010-04-11 04:47 am (UTC)Ben shrugged and sipped his coffee. "So like I said, I don't want anything between us to screw up anything between you and her."
The kid is giving you his blessing to spend time with Lisa.
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Date: 2010-04-11 04:55 am (UTC)He was also a rock-star and could find many people willing to hurt you if you hurt her, Dean. That's the look he's giving you.
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Date: 2010-04-11 05:05 am (UTC)He leaned against the counter. "So is there anything you want to know about me?"
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Date: 2010-04-11 05:15 am (UTC)He put the coffee cup down and crossed his arms. "Where to start on that story..."
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Date: 2010-04-11 03:43 pm (UTC)He thought a moment, then shrugged. "The press make me out to be a lot more than I think I am. Everything is about costumes and explosions and really hot chicks dancing behind me." He smirked just a bit. "Which you can imagine makes the job fun."
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Date: 2010-04-11 04:18 pm (UTC)He chuckled. "Back when I went on that show, I doubted I was even going to make the top five. I literally did the audition as a dare. It would have been a free spring break in Hollywood. Why not?"
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Date: 2010-04-11 04:35 pm (UTC)Ben shrugged. "Didn't really have much going for me otherwise. My college life was more about the social life than the learning, no matter what I told my mom."
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Date: 2010-04-11 05:30 pm (UTC)Ben looked up at Dean. "And she's never regretted it either, before you think about taking blame there. She told me that she would gladly give it up again if it meant she still had me."
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