Thread by @gutzhrt, this is a pretty long thread so bear with me Rick had [...]

this is a pretty long thread so bear with me

Rick had them out late on an adventure again. He's been doing this a lot more lately, Morty's realized, and it's starting to be too much for him. Rick wakes him up at 2am and won't come back till 6pm (if they're lucky)

beth doesn't bat an eye.

"I'm so happy my two favorite boys are getting along so well !!! thank you for taking him out so much dad, you know he needs the exercise." she says when they got home, dinner ready on the table at their arrival.

she patted morty's head while he scowled at her backwards comment, taking his seat next to rick, beth rounding the table and kissing ricks cheek while setting his plate down. morty turns his head slightly to face rick, surprised to see ricks annoyed expression

-towards beth. "Y-you know, sweetheart," he starts, his voice having a sour undertone morty's sure he's imagining, "Morty's a p-pretty fast runner a-actually, sometimes I have t-t-to race to keep up with HIM."

morty blushes, turning his head down to his food and chuckling lightly. looking up, he sees beth a little tense, drowning her whole glass of wine in two gulps. she sets the glass down, pours more red wine in, and takes another gulp.

morty wonders if anyone is going to comment on her drinking, looks around the table to see jerry playing on his phone and summer with earbuds in texting friends. he finally looks back at rick, who's eating the the too overcooked lasagna and ignoring the way beth is staring-

sharply at him. "well, it's too bad you spend so much time away from everyone !! with him nonetheless. maybe you'd like to start coming home earlier?? we could finally start watching that show I've been telling you about. spend time together?"

morty realizes she sounds desperate, almost /BEGGING/ him, and he can't help but feel a bit angry and hurt. she's never wanted to do something like that with him, never has asked to hang out or talk with him like a mother should. now she wants to take away the only person that-

does?

rick looks annoyed, stabbing into the food and taking bigger bites to get it down faster, "m-morty and I actually got-gotta leave after dinner. BIGGGG adventure we gotta do, gonna make me alot o' m-money"

morty sulks, not being ready to go on another adventure without a good night of rest. rick looks over at morty expectantly while getting up to put his dish in the sink. "So hurry ba-b-buddy, we need to leave s-soon. Also, pack a bag."

morty perks up at this, Rick never telling him to bring anything with them before, now curious as to where they're going. beth hums in acknowledgement, swaying in her seat, "well, hope you have a' good time." the 'without me' part went unsaid.

With Rick waiting in the garage, Summer in her room, Beth in the living room drinking, and Jerry in his 'study', Morty packs a couple outfits, a book, a gun ('just in case something happens' he tells himself), and a charger. He slings the bag over his shoulders and makes his way-

-to the garage.e knocks before entering, as always, seeing Rick already in the spaceship ready to go. He had his flask in his hand, laid back in the passenger seat. Morty climbs in clumsily, putting his seatbelt on first before getting his bag situated in his lap.

"S-s-so Rick, wh-where'd you wanna go th-that I'd h-have to pack?" Morty asks, curiosity eating him up. Rick stays silent for a moment, looking ahead as he starts the ship up and takes off before answering. "I just wanted t-to get you out of th-t-there.

"You'd think she would be a little more /HAPPY/ to see her son." He says sharply, taking a gulp from his flask and using the back of his sleeve to wipe his lips off. Morty's shocked, blushing, and looking at Rick like he grew two heads. he actually cared???

when beth said that?? Rick looks over to morty and rolls his eyes at his expression. "T-this isn't because I /CARE/, I just t-th-think, you' know, she should have. This isn't because I like you bud." he lightly pushes morty's shoulder with one hand, returning it to the wheel.

morty laughs happily and rick relaxes a bit more hearing it, untensing and sitting back more comfortably. he side glances at morty again, wanting to take in the sight of him blushing and happy. he doesn't see it enough.

"S-so, whats the a-adventu-re-re? Are we s-st-stealing something? Or making a de-deal? Or......" morty trails off. rick scratches the back of his head, turning his head to look sheepishly at morty, "Well t-there's not /really/ a-an adventure,

-just wanted t-t-to get you out of t-there....."

morty blushes again, not really sure why he feels so warm, why his heart is beating so fast, and why his palms are so sweaty. he looks down at the bag in his lap so rick can't see. "I-i think- i-err, th-that's really really-

s-s-sweet of you, rick.........." rick chances a glance at him, and is suddenly overwhelmed with the need to touch him, not inappropriately, just ruffle his hair, pet him, hug him..........

Rick doesn't know what caused him or when he's started to feel like this towards morty, but when he did start, he decide to take morty /everywhere/, take him out at long periods of time, sometimes not even doing adventures, just small chores or for a drive around.

morty never complains, doesn't argue his way out, and ricks grateful. "I was thinkin'............ we've been out d-doing things more, no rest, the ship is cr-cramped..............w-wh-what if I take you t-to a hot-hotel?" he says the last part quietly, almost embarressed making-

the offer but he know morty needs it, and he wants to reward him. Morty looks up from his lap to rick, cheeks painted a dark red, his eyes twinkling and a small smile on his face. rick almost choked, mouth going dry and quickly looking back-

into the void of space.

"Yeah rick, I t-think, I think I'd like that."

I was in a soft mood and this took 3 hours to make

pain.

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