Nothing Special 03 - Here Comes Trouble by A.E. Via

mess. He must’ve figured the same thing… this was not going to be pleasant.
    “Stop looking so nervous,” Syn said from his desk, looking over at them. “You guys are not going to be grounded.”
    “This time,” Day added quickly, coming through the door. “But I can tell ya. You’re getting real close.”
    “Unfortunately, I don’t see another way that situation could’ve been handled. If Aaron would’ve gotten away, our plans to intercept Chainz’s deal would’ve been completely shot to hell. So I appreciate you guys doing what you needed to do to ensure that didn’t happen.” Syn stood and came over to clap Ruxs on his back. “But next time leave the throwing to Felix Hernandez.”
    Everyone laughed, including God. “I can’t believe you fuckin’ did that, man. It would’ve been badass if you would’ve actually hit him.”
    “What about the woman that I had to take down. Is she really suing?” Green asked his lieutenant.
    God dropped down in his chair, rubbing his goatee like he was thinking. “Well. I told her lawyer, next time we’ll let her take the goddamn bullet. Then she wouldn’t be able to sue us ‘cause she’d be dead. At this point, I don’t give a fuck. It is what it is.”
    Day draped his body over God’s shoulders from behind. Green never minded stealing a glimpse of their bosses’ love for each other. They didn’t do it in front of them often. But every now and then you’d catch them staring at each other, stealing a quick touch or embrace. It was stunning. The two beautiful, strong men like them together was a sight no one should want to turn away from. Anytime Day touched God, it looked like the man was no longer paying attention to anything around him. He’d closed his eyes and leaned his head back into the comfort of his partner. Green looked over at his own partner. Ruxs appeared to be mesmerized by the display of affection.
    Day kept talking, breaking them all out of their thoughts. “Make sure you guys check out that warehouse tomorrow, see if anything is going on over there. It’s probably quiet, but get me some pictures if you see anything… and do it without making the goddamn six o’clock news, please.” He added with a smirk.
    Ruxs and Green both stood up and begin to gather their things. Curtis was still sitting Indian-style on his desk playing with his phone. Green got up and pulled the sweet boy into a headlock, laughing as he squirmed trying to get away. “We still playing catch? Got plenty of daylight left.”
    “Yeah. Sure,” Curtis said eagerly, hopping down to the floor. “What’s for dinner?”
    “Actually, I’m going out buddy,” Green said.
    “Oh okay. I’ll go over to Shane’s house. I think he’s having some friends over.”
    “Over for what?” Ruxs jumped into the conversation, his voice deep and firm.
    Curtis shrugged, walking with them out of their office. “I don’t know. Just over… ya know. Play some video games, whatever.”
    “Alright. You know the rules. No drinking, no drugs.” Ruxs scrubbed his knuckles over Curtis’ blonde hair.
    Curtis batted his hand away. “You know I don’t do any of that.”
    “I know. I mean don’t be around it, either. If you see someone doing it, leave.” Ruxs opened Green’s back door and let Curtis climb up into the truck.”
    “I know, I know. Dad.” Curtis laughed.
    Hearing Curtis say that to Ruxs, even though it was a joke, stirred something in Green. He just couldn’t identify it. He looked over at his partner in the passenger seat and saw that it had touched something in him too. The entire task force felt like big brothers to Curtis but the relationship they’d developed with him over the years felt different.

Not Another Date

    “Have fun Curtis. Just make sure you behave, okay. Call if you need us,” Green said as Curtis climbed down from his truck. They’d played catch in the park for over an hour and then watched the recreation league play a game before they