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urfavnegronerd · 9 months

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i'm old fashioned- ileane woods

sum slight

parings: pavitr prabahakar x shy black fem military brat reader

warnings: grammarly edited as per usual, mentions of racism, swearing i think? nun too serious

w/c: 1.35k ish

published: august 9, 2023

song lyrics are italicized

i’m old fashioned

Moving to Mumbattan was a huge change. With your Dad in the Navy SEALS you’d gotten used to moving around frequently, never in one place for too long, however, this station seemed like it would last longer than the others. It was scary and you were scared shitless, in a strange new place that seemed to be plagued with bumper-to-bumper traffic, the first thing on your mind was how people would receive you. Sure you’d lived in many places, however not all of them were as accepting of Black girls as they could be. You’d fried your hair down to the roots, essentially forcing yourself to press it every Sunday before the new week of school, and then decided to big chop. Like, big chop, full send, and shave all your hair off. Was it the best choice to shave it all off in a predominantly white Deep South? Fuck no. But it was the push you needed. That was two or three years ago, and your hair had grown back, thick, full, bouncy, and kinky, growing to just under your triple-pierced ears.

This move felt different though. You were much more jittery.

“Dad, my stomach hurts, do I have to go today? Can’t I start tomorrow?”

“Listen soldier, if you’re gonna do something, do it scared,”

“But Dad–”

“No buts kiddo, you have your uniform all ironed out?”

“Yes, sir,”

“And starched?”

“Oh jeez, Dad do you want me to look like an old lady?”

“See, you’re sassy still. You’re fine,”

“But–”

“What’s this about?”

“What if they don’t like my hair?”

“Your hair looks fine,”

“Yeah to you! You’re bald,”

“Why wouldn’t they like your hair?”

“Cus it’s… different,”

“I got clippers in the bathroom…”

“Nevermind,”

Still terrified, and anxiously gulping down the last dregs of orange juice, you pull off your bonnet and carefully inspect the lemonade braids, intricately patterned into a heart on either side of your head. Like Beyonce, you thought. Pulling the bonnet back onto your head, you grab the Mumbattan Visions Academy uniform from the hook on the bedroom door. Carefully selecting a pair of shoes, you go with navy blue retro space jams you got on a raffle, and you reappear at the bedroom mirror. Once again tugging off your bonnet, you frown at the untamed baby hairs framing your hairline. Applying a thin layer of Vaseline and sunscreen, you delicately lay down your baby hairs and fluff your eyelashes with mascara.

After what felt like hours of traffic, you arrive on campus. Horrified, you sink down in the passenger seat under your Dad’s laser glare.

“Isn’t there another school?”

“No. Go,”

“But–”

“Now.”

No room for arguments. You knew better.

“Thai food for dinner?”

“Yeah, Dad.” You smile weakly. “Thai food sounds good.”

“Do it scared, kid, do it scared.”

And then he’s off.

“Hi!”

Jumping out of your skin you turn around, eyes wide with a mixture of fright and nerves

“I’m Gayatri!” she says, sticking her hand out and beaming.

“Cool piercings,”

“Thanks, yours too!”

Half self-conscious, half flattered, you grab your earlobes and blush.

“Are you new here?”

“Yeah,”

“Welcome,”

“Thanks,”

“You’re not one for talking, are you? That’s okay, I talk plenty.”

Eagerly she snatches your hand and pulls you through the crowd of students, waving every so often.

“So, do you have your schedule?”

Nodding your head and mumbling a yeah you unfold the sheet of paper in the pocket of your polo skirt.

“Nice, we have almost every class together, except these three, but don’t worry, my friend Pavitr has these classes with you. He’s cool don’t worry,” She says, almost motherly, and begins standing on her tiptoes trying to survey the crowd. Confused, you mirror her movements, your toe caps slightly poking your pinky toes. She frantically starts to wave, you don’t mirror this movement.

“Pav! Over here!”

She practically bellows across the courtyard, the other students paying absolutely no attention to her abrupt screaming. A tall-ish boy begins to weave through the crowd, gently ‘excuse me’-ing his way through the crowd.

“Pav, this is my new best friend,”

“Replacing me already?”

“Oh, shut up,”

“Hi, I’m Pavitr.”

And the connection is almost instant.

but i don’t mind it

“Pav,” you mumble from under him, his body weight fully on top of you as you watch an old Bollywood movie he swears by. “My dad’s gonna be home soon.”

“Just five more minutes, Chittu,”

“You’ve never met a bald military man, have you?”

“He can’t be that bad,”

“Oh, my–”

You’re interrupted by the heavy steps, no doubt the hefty combat boots your father wears, coming down the hallway to the apartment.

“Pav, get off!” you whisper, shoving him off you, pulling him you're the half-moved-in bedroom the both of you tripping over empty boxes.

“Nice shoe collection,”

“Thanks,” you whisper-shout, pulling him closer to your bay window, fighting to get the fire-escape window open.

“I’m home!” Your father’s voice booms through the apartment. Scrambling with the window and finally getting it open, you frantically motion for him to climb out the fire escape, fear pulsing through your veins.

“Meri Jaan, why don’t you just introduce me to your dad?” he whispers pointedly, admittedly feeling a bit ashamed of sneaking around. But it wasn’t like the two of you were official yet, he’ll officially officially ask you out soon in a way to appease your father. No matter how difficult

“As much as I’d like to, it doesn’t quite work like that Babycakes,”

He cocks his head to the side, slightly pausing, at the use of the word ‘babycakes’.

“Southern thing, tell you about it later, get out,” you motion, still scared out of your mind, brain moving at a thousand miles per second, heart beating out of your chest. “Promise,”

“[NAME],” your father bellows

“Coming, Daddy!” you call back “Out.”

This time, you take no prisoners and gently push him out onto the fire escape. As he climbs down he pauses, pouting as you halfway close the window. Begrudgingly, you lean out and peck a quick kiss onto his lips, and then he nimbly, and incredibly quickly climbs down the fire escape.

thats how i want to be

“...And Mr, er, Lieutenant Jean-Baptiste, with your blessing, I would really like for your daughter to be my girlfriend.”

Your father sighs, the vein in the center of his forehead pronounced, and rubs his eyes.

“Prabahakar, you do realize that I am still in uniform?” This was entirely true, his medals proudly pinned to the breast pocket of his blue fatigues, your last names carefully etched into his left breast pocket, feet still clad in heavy combat boots.

“Daddy–”

“Hush, girl. Prabahakar?”

“Yes sir,”

“And I am tired,”

“Yes, sir, I can’t even imagine,”

“You cannot even begin to imagine,” he menacingly places both hands on the round kitchen table, standing. He has a good two feet on Pav.

He gulps.

Your father sighs again, eyes darting between you.

“You understand how important my daughter is to me?”

“Yes, Lieutenant,”

“What are your intentions with my daughter?”

“I–”

“Because let me find out she’s cooking a little you in her oven, it will not be a good day for you Prabahakar, I promise,”

“Daddy–”

“Hush. Do you understand me?”

Pav gulps again, clearly terrified to have gone down this route of asking permission, though he knew for a fact telling would have been worse.

“Yes, Lieutenant,”

Your father sighs warily, taking a look at your wide and hopeful eyes, then a glance at the sheer anxiety rolling off of Pavitr’s body. Breathing heavily, he rubs his cheeks. Sweet defeat.

“Her curfew during the week is 21:30. Strictly, no foolishness. On weekends I want her back exactly at 22:30. No ifs ands or buts.”

You smile something terrible and rush to hug your father.

“Thank you thank you thank you,”

Later, as the two of you are sitting on the fire escape watching the sun goes down he nudges you.

“So, your family's pretty old-fashioned then, huh?”

as long as you agree to stay old-fashioned with me.

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xoxo,

rae <3

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mrsjdavis · 21 days

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stonedepotau · 2 months

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paulsaladino · 5 months

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