Kiddie AU - Post growth spurt

[sliceitwithwind]

It'd been a week, but Dilan...was nowhere near used to his new size. He kept banging into walls, doors, low hanging objects. Anything dangling from the ceiling, and he kept forgetting how wide his shoulders were as well. It was driving him insane.

Not to mention the fears that his size and new, distinct lack of "cuteness" meant that he was hideous looking. He wasn't ready to go back to college, not while still recovering from the agony of the growth spurt, so he was curled up at home trying to get used to himself. Braig had needed to go back and pick school work up for the two of them, trusting that Aya would take care of Dilan until he got back.

Dilan was curled up on the back porch with a couple of blankets and a book. And a protein shake the size of a monster slurpee cup.

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[mitochondriaaya]

"Okay," she squeezed his fingers cheerfully. "I guess it boils down to colors don't always flatter whoever is wearing them no matter if the colors, and the person, are gorgeous separately?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"I'll take your word for it." Dilan said with another hyper-gentle squeeze. He was terrified of accidentally breaking her fingers.

[mitochondriaaya]

She wasn't made of porcelain! She wasn't going to shatter! "Yeah, well, I'm not a fashion student so I could be wrong too." Hah, bus stop ahead! "Do you want to get tickets or snacks?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Tickets." Dilan said, "You get snacks."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Okay! What do you want?" She pressed Elcy's card into his hand and grinned. "Milk and meat?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Yup. As always." Dilan agreed, heading over to pick up their tickets.

[mitochondriaaya]

She tugged on one of his dreads in parting and headed for the little store across the street to pick jerky and a gallon of milk in four quarts for him and jerky, and some trail mix and juice for herself. More milk could only be good for him right now!

And he drank almost a gallon when he was small, so...

Anyway, the next bus was slotted to leave in ten minutes!

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan found a seat while waiting for Aya to get back, watching people and flexing his hands. So. Big.

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya found him with a grocery bag and promptly claimed his lap for her own seat before showing him the shopping spoils. "How long do we have until we leave? And are we getting the return tickets later or do we have a time limit for shopping?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"'Bout ten minutes." Dilan said, digging into the milk right away, "And we're getting return tickets later. You know, just in case we go crazy and end up having to call mom for a ride."

[mitochondriaaya]

"We'll try not to go crazy!" Aya laughed. "Because mom won't let us go swimming that late." She was in that interim phase of sometimes calling Elcy mom and sometimes calling her Elcy. Her brain was weird!

"Hey, you'll need new shoes too. You can't do flip-flops at college really, especially in the rain or winter."

[sliceitwithwind]

"You never know..." Dilan said, "You're a teenager now, you might end up going into one of those girly-shopping spurts. I want boots. I like boots."

[mitochondriaaya]

She leaned forward enough to get a good stare going. Staring only worked if you could see more than a chunk of someone's face! STAAAAAAAAARE!

Then she punched his shoulder.

"I AM NOT GIRLY! We can find boots."

[sliceitwithwind]

"I don't know! It could be a chemical thing! You might, like, see the clothing and go insane!" It made sense to him!

[mitochondriaaya]

"THAT IS SO UNSCIENTIFIC YOU DORK!" Really, had he ever encountered a pheromone or something specifically laced into new clothing to make girls react?! "AND WHAT IF YOU GO CRAZY BECAUSE OF THE CLOTHING HUH?!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"Stop yelling! You're making everyone stare. Even more." Dilan said, hunching his shoulders. So. Embarrassing.

[mitochondriaaya]

She snapped her mouth shut on further yelling and glared around, more because he hunched than because he asked. She didn't like him feeling vulnerable! "You were being insulting." she stated once she had a handle on her volume level. "I'm sorry I yelled. They're not staring at you."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Fine, fine." Dilan kept hunching, "I'm sorry, then. Geesh."

[mitochondriaaya]

She sighed and curled forward enough to seem like she was...trying to shelter the man whose lap she was sitting in. It could help? As could the petting maybe? "Relax, it's okay. It's alright kitten. C'mon..."

[sliceitwithwind]

"I'm freaky enough right now." Dilan mumbled into her shoulder, "I don't want even more people staring."

[mitochondriaaya]

"You're not freaky," she stated firmly. "You're not. You look exactly like a young hunter before bulking up. Tall and thinner now than you will be later but normal."

[sliceitwithwind]

"I look bizarre next to all the humans and Olia around here." Dilan said flatly.

[mitochondriaaya]

"No you don't. You look tall. And I love you like this. You're suppose to grow you know and staying small wouldn't have been good for you!"

[sliceitwithwind]

"I was a short freak, now I'm a huge freak, and everyone is staring." Not everyone, just a couple of people who hadn't heard that he'd grown.

[mitochondriaaya]

"You are not a freak. You are my Dian and you are wonderful so stop hating yourself." Because she couldn't handle him hating himself! "No one thinks you're a freak." She was probably going to get in bloody fist fights at school if the group teasing and tormenting her latched onto the term though.