My Kid Can't Date Your Kid (Octaven, Clexa)
"Mom, Ma...I'm dating Aden."
Dating and Aden are two words that Octavia Blake never wants to hear from her daughter's mouth. They're two words that she never even wants her daughter to think about, but here her precious child stands with those words hanging in the air. She gaps and looks to Raven who looks just as surprised as she is and she gives a hard swallow as she looks back to her sixteen-year-old daughter; Octavia blows out a long breath as she crosses her arms over her chest.
"Aden?" Raven repeats with wide eyes. "Aden Woods?"
"Yeah."
Octavia casts a look at her wife and sees the shock that shows on her face; she can't decide if Raven is shocked because of the fact that their daughter is dating their godson or if she's shocked that her little mini me didn't tell her sooner. She clenches her jaw at the thought of the boy, thought of his shaggy blonde hair and his pretty brown eyes. She loves him, has since the moment Clarke and Lexa told her about him, but right now she hates him.
The kids had grown up together and Octavia was happy for it, Aden was the perfect playmate and perfect gentlemen to her mini-Raven and that was all she wanted. But they were older now, and somehow hormones had gotten involved. Octavia likes Aden, she does. He's her godson, but he's also Lexa's son. He comes off colder than he should on occasions and just like his mother he tends to think that he can take everything on by himself and get away without a scratch.
She doesn't want her daughter around that. She doesn't want Nora, her perfect brown eyed girl, to have a single mark on her left by Aden's walls that were just as high as the ones Lexa keeps up. She doesn't want her daughter to ever be tainted by the stubborn attitude the boy has and she knows how Lexa functions, she sees it almost every day, and she knows Aden presents himself the same way.
"No. No, you're not." Octavia declares with a shake of her head.
"Ma," Nora sighs as she rolls her eyes. "I don't want to do this with you."
"You don't have to do anything, Nora. You're not dating him. What happened to that kid you were dating a few months ago? AJ? Andre? Or that girl you liked so much last semester? April?" Octavia asks with a scowl.
"Eric and I broke up months ago, Ma. And April is my Art teacher. I don't like her, I just think she's cool." Nora huffs and Octavia deepens her frown when she sees how much her daughter resembles her wife.
"You're a kid." Octavia whines.
Nora puffs out her cheeks and stares at the women, "I don't understand why you're freaking out about this. I've been dating since I was fifteen. I thought you'd be happy that I was actually with someone you know, that you trust."
"I trusted him when I knew that he wasn't putting his hands all over my daughter." Octavia corrects as she folds her arms over her chest. "How long have the two of you been seeing each other, Nora?"
"Not that long." Nora assures her. "It's fairly new."
"Fairly new?" Octavia mocks. "What exactly is fairly new?"
"A month or two."
"A month or two?" Octavia repeats with wide eyes. "Seriously?"
"O, it's not that..."
"Don't tell me it's not a big deal. He's been in her room in those one or two months." Octavia reminds Raven and she nods as she sees her wife's eyes widen. "Exactly. See, I'm not the only one who should be flipping out."
"Nora, go upstairs and do your homework. I'm going to work on forcing your mother to find her cool." Raven sighs and her daughter nods and hurries to run up the stairs. "Can you please be calm about this?"
"Calm? I am calm." Octavia snaps.
"Babe, if you grip the counter any tighter then you're going to shatter the granite." Raven scoffs as she nods her head to where her wife's knuckles are bone white. "Come on, let's go talk about this in the living room."
"I don't want her dating him." Octavia grumbles..
Raven rolls her eyes as she moves towards the living room, "Why?"
"Because it's Lexa and Clarke's son!" Octavia snaps as she glares at her wife, the older woman simply arches an eyebrow and tilts her head. "Raven, they can't date. It's...it's basically like her dating her brother."
"O, that's disgusting." Raven chuckles as she shakes her head. "It's not like that at all. Come on, she had a crush on him when they were eleven and you didn't freak out then. Why is this any different?"
"Because she's a teenager who is hormonal and he's a good looking kid who has his mother's charm." Octavia whines. "Can you blame me for not wanting my sixteen-year-old daughter to get knocked up?"
"Octavia, she's not going to get pregnant." Raven laughs as she moves towards her wife and presses a soft kiss to her forehead. "I really think you're just thinking too much about this. It's not a big deal."
"Why didn't the little punk come tell us they're dating? That's something they should've done together." Octavia hisses. "I bet he was scared shitless. I don't want my daughter dating someone who isn't..."
"I'm sure he's just telling Lexa and Clarke." Raven cut in. "You're overreacting."
Octavia pouts and drops her head, "He's mean to her."
"What?" Raven chuckles. "When has ever been mean to her?"
"When they were eight. Remember? He used to tug her ribbons out of her hair and when they were in karate he flipped her." Octavia huffs. "He's not good enough for our daughter, he won't treat her right."
"Babe, you're being insane." Raven sighs as she curls her arms around Octavia's waist while the younger woman sinks into her embrace. "They were eight. If I remember correctly, our kid shoved a hunk of worm filled dirt down his pants."
Octavia smirks, "Yeah. She did. Cute kid, huh?"
"Oh yes. Adorable. But I'm bias because I gave birth to her." Raven chuckles before she sobers as she stares at Octavia. "I just think we're worrying too much, she wouldn't have told us unless it was serious."
"True." Octavia nods. "But I think we need to have a serious discussion with her."
"About?"
"About her sexual activities with him." Octavia shrugs before she giggles as Raven pulls away from her with a look of displeasure. "She's sixteen, Rae. We were once her age, remember what we did at that age?"
Raven hums happily, "I was very flexible back then."
"Good times." Octavia chuckles.
"Alright, alright," Raven sighs as she waves her hand. "Call her back down here."
"Nora, come here!" Octavia calls with a scowl on her face.
Raven rolls her eyes at the expression on her wife's face but smiles when she hears the sound of soft patters as her sixteen-year-old daughter walks into the room with a hesitant frown and innocent brown eyes that mirror her own. She can see the way Octavia softens at the sight but it lasts for only a moment before she glares once more and gestures towards the couch with her head, Nora looks at it and bites down on her lower lip nervously.
"Sit." Octavia orders.
"Ma, I know that you're not crazy about Aden and I but I promise you that it's...it's real. It's not like any of the other guys or girls I've dated. I really, really like him." Nora assures her with a hard swallow.
Octavia narrows her eyes and stares at the teen, "Are you two having sex?"
"Octavia!" Raven scolds. "Way to be subtle."
"I don't need to be subtle. My sixteen-year-old daughter is dating a seventeen-year-old who has had quite a few girlfriends so I think it's fair that I make sure that if she's being sexually active that she's protected." Octavia snaps.
"Babe, I understand that but you need to chill. She's responsible. She..."
"Oh, don't talk to me about her responsibility. Your responsibility is worse than hers. The two of you are terrible together. You somehow managed to create an underwater bomb and almost destroyed our pool!" Octavia reminds her.
"Okay, that was an accident and we were testing out a science experiment for her class. And it was almost three weeks ago, let it go!" Raven growls. "And how about we talk about you and the twins? You three are more trouble then Nora and I."
"Holy shit, can you guys shut up?" Nora scoffs. "Aden and I aren't having sex."
"Whoa, dude. Watch your mouth." Raven frowns as she turns her attention away from her wife to set it on her daughter. "We agreed that the only words you can say around us is bitch and damn. Shit was not on that list."
"Is that really what you're focusing on?" Octavia mumbles. "She's not having sex, Rae."
"I know she's not having sex, O. She would've told me if she was." Raven sighs as she shares a glance with her wife. "Nora would've come to one of us if she was planning to become sexually active."
"She's right." Nora nodded. "I totally would have."
"Like I said, our daughter is responsible and smart. She has a good head on her shoulders and a good heart in her chest, she knows what's she doing." Raven whispers as she reaches out to squeeze Octavia's hand. "She has to grow up at some point, babe."
"Why does her growing up have to involve her dating Lexa's son?" Octavia mumbles.
"I just...really like him." Nora jumps in, her cheeks bleed with a small blush. "He makes me happy. We tried not to really think about it for a long time, but then he kissed me and I kinda just knew that I wanted to be with him."
Octavia blinks and then scrunches her nose, "Gag me."
"Octavia Blake." Raven hisses as she reaches out to pinch her wife's arm, Nora watches on with a look of amusement before brown eyes meet hers. "That's sweet, kiddo. I'm happy for the two of you, both of us are."
"I don't believe that for a second, Mom," Mariana snorts. "But thanks for the sentiment."
"Alright. You're old enough to make your own dating choices." Octavia grumbles as she rolls her eyes. "But I don't want that daughter stealing punk around here for a few days...unless he wants to get his ass kicked."
"That's our godson you're threatening." Raven reminds her. "And Lexa is your best friend."
"I don't see him as anything other than the boy who has swept our daughter off her feet. So, I'm going to go sharpen my machete and then we can discuss having your boyfriend over for dinner sometime soon." Octavia smirks.
Raven watches the woman go and slowly shakes her head, "She's insane."
"You married her." Nora snorts.
"Yeah. That's because she's sexy as fuck and..."
"Ew!" Nora cries as she scrunches her nose. "No, I do not want to hear what you think of ma. I already get it enough from everyone at school. So, keep your thoughts to yourself and keep to your list of swear words."
"I am your mother, I can say whatever the hell I want." Raven points out as she winks at the teenager. "So, what do your friends say? Do they call us MILFs? We're total MILFs. I don't blame them. I'd wanna fuck me too."
"Mom, you are disgusting!" Nora exclaims as she jumps up from the couch.
"Don't be upset that your mothers still got it!" Raven calls after the girl as she rushes through the living room and up the stairs, Raven laughs as she shakes her head. "God, it's amazing having kids to torture."
Raven sighs as she listens to the sounds of her house; she can hear her two boys as they argue in the pool about who gets to hit who first with the pool noodle, Octavia is cheering them on as she shines her machete, and the sound of loud music flows from Nora's bedroom. She yanks her cell phone from her pocket and walks to the sliding doors that lead out to the pool and she types and watches her boys as they splash each other before she focuses back on her text conversation.
Raven: I think O is getting on board with the idea.
Clarke Kent: Really?! Lexa won't budge.
Raven: Why am I not surprised. Your wife is frigid.
Clarke Kent: And your wife is overprotective.
Raven: My wife caved before yours did so I win.
Clarke Kent: Touche, Reyes.
Raven: It's Blake.
Clarke Kent: Whatever. Just start planning our kids' wedding, alright?
Raven: Alright, captain. What kind of flowers do you think they'd like?