worry.
"Never seen snow. Ken doesn't like cold. He's gonna whine."
"Maybe you'll be home by then."
"We don't have a home anymore, do we?" Those green eyes blinked over at him.
"Well, I imagine your father will have somewhere for you." They had money. They could rebuild.
"Yeah." Bay sighed. "Won't be Mom's place though. I guess all her stuff is gone now."
"I don't know, Bay. I don't think the whole house was destroyed, but I don't know."
"The old man wouldn't have known what we wanted saved." Bay shrugged. "It doesn't matter, right?"
"Not right now. You can worry about it later." He reached out, hugged Bay tight with one arm. "You have to admit the mountains are fine."
"It's pretty," Bay agreed, leaning against him now, hand stroking his belly. "Be good to get out off the road."
"Yeah and you'll have someone waiting on you."
Bay nodded and grinned. "You'll still be there though, right?" Those sweet fingers kept petting.
"I will." And so will Simon. He tried not to sigh.
"Cool. I like you." Bay's cheek moved against his shoulder. "Mmm... I'm pretty fond of you, sweet one."
Too fond. "Cool."
They rounded a corner and then another, getting further away from civilization and then up a long drive and there was the cabin, Simon's ride in the open garage. Bay sat up straight. "Oh, wow."
"Yep. We're here." He and Simon had purchased this place together years ago, before they had ever left the police force.
Bay undid his seatbelt, hand on the door, practically vibrating. Those green eyes turned to him. "Am I allowed?"
He looked, saw the curtain open and stay that way, Simon's all-clear. "Sure, go on up."
Bay leaned in and gave him a quick kiss. "Thanks."
Bay let himself out and headed for the front stairs at a run and promptly tripped over his own feet, going down hard.
"Shit!" He barreled out of the car about the same time Simon burst out the front door.
Bay was trying to sit up, hand and face scraped up, tears starting.
He and Simon each grabbed one arm and moved, getting him inside and safe. Simon gave him a look. "He okay?"
"Dopey."
"Cool."
"The pills make me stupid," said Bay, tears still falling.
Ken came bursting out of the bedroom, stopping in front of Bay, hand reaching out to ghost over the scrapped up face. "Shit, what did you do to him!"
"Kenny."
Ken grinned and suddenly they were hugging, arms wrapped around each other, faces buried in necks, Bay's shoulders shaking as he sobbed.
"He was running up and fell, Ken. He's fine." He looked over at Simon. "I'm going to unload."
Simon nodded. "I'll start some coffee."
Bay's hand reached out, snagging his arm and those swimming green eyes looked into his own. "Thank you, Rick."
"You're welcome, Bay. See? I promised you'd be together."
He was given a smile and a nod before Ken's hands framed Bay's face and turned it for a kiss. Bay's hand dropped away from his arm as Ken devoured Bay's mouth.
He headed out for the car to get their shit, refusing to look at Simon, to see the hooded sorrow in those blue-green eyes.
***
Bay's arms wrapped around Ken and he drowned in the kiss, feeling Ken everywhere and it was so good and so missed and he wasn't ever letting go of his brother ever again.
"Need to fuck you," muttered Ken and he nodded. He was so tired and felt wrong -- part of it was the pills, but part of it was missing Ken. He wanted to feel Ken inside him and then sleep forever.
Ken pulled him over to a stuffed chair and bent him over the back of it, hands undoing his jeans. He moaned, pressing back. He probably wasn't going to get to come, not if Ken didn't take a long time, but he'd be able to sleep, knowing he had Ken inside him again.
"You got anything?" Ken asked him. "Not on me, Kenny. It's okay."
Ken whimpered. "You sure?"
He nodded and gasped as one of Ken's fingers pushed into him.
The next one was spit-slicked and he moaned as the burn
"Never seen snow. Ken doesn't like cold. He's gonna whine."
"Maybe you'll be home by then."
"We don't have a home anymore, do we?" Those green eyes blinked over at him.
"Well, I imagine your father will have somewhere for you." They had money. They could rebuild.
"Yeah." Bay sighed. "Won't be Mom's place though. I guess all her stuff is gone now."
"I don't know, Bay. I don't think the whole house was destroyed, but I don't know."
"The old man wouldn't have known what we wanted saved." Bay shrugged. "It doesn't matter, right?"
"Not right now. You can worry about it later." He reached out, hugged Bay tight with one arm. "You have to admit the mountains are fine."
"It's pretty," Bay agreed, leaning against him now, hand stroking his belly. "Be good to get out off the road."
"Yeah and you'll have someone waiting on you."
Bay nodded and grinned. "You'll still be there though, right?" Those sweet fingers kept petting.
"I will." And so will Simon. He tried not to sigh.
"Cool. I like you." Bay's cheek moved against his shoulder. "Mmm... I'm pretty fond of you, sweet one."
Too fond. "Cool."
They rounded a corner and then another, getting further away from civilization and then up a long drive and there was the cabin, Simon's ride in the open garage. Bay sat up straight. "Oh, wow."
"Yep. We're here." He and Simon had purchased this place together years ago, before they had ever left the police force.
Bay undid his seatbelt, hand on the door, practically vibrating. Those green eyes turned to him. "Am I allowed?"
He looked, saw the curtain open and stay that way, Simon's all-clear. "Sure, go on up."
Bay leaned in and gave him a quick kiss. "Thanks."
Bay let himself out and headed for the front stairs at a run and promptly tripped over his own feet, going down hard.
"Shit!" He barreled out of the car about the same time Simon burst out the front door.
Bay was trying to sit up, hand and face scraped up, tears starting.
He and Simon each grabbed one arm and moved, getting him inside and safe. Simon gave him a look. "He okay?"
"Dopey."
"Cool."
"The pills make me stupid," said Bay, tears still falling.
Ken came bursting out of the bedroom, stopping in front of Bay, hand reaching out to ghost over the scrapped up face. "Shit, what did you do to him!"
"Kenny."
Ken grinned and suddenly they were hugging, arms wrapped around each other, faces buried in necks, Bay's shoulders shaking as he sobbed.
"He was running up and fell, Ken. He's fine." He looked over at Simon. "I'm going to unload."
Simon nodded. "I'll start some coffee."
Bay's hand reached out, snagging his arm and those swimming green eyes looked into his own. "Thank you, Rick."
"You're welcome, Bay. See? I promised you'd be together."
He was given a smile and a nod before Ken's hands framed Bay's face and turned it for a kiss. Bay's hand dropped away from his arm as Ken devoured Bay's mouth.
He headed out for the car to get their shit, refusing to look at Simon, to see the hooded sorrow in those blue-green eyes.
***
Bay's arms wrapped around Ken and he drowned in the kiss, feeling Ken everywhere and it was so good and so missed and he wasn't ever letting go of his brother ever again.
"Need to fuck you," muttered Ken and he nodded. He was so tired and felt wrong -- part of it was the pills, but part of it was missing Ken. He wanted to feel Ken inside him and then sleep forever.
Ken pulled him over to a stuffed chair and bent him over the back of it, hands undoing his jeans. He moaned, pressing back. He probably wasn't going to get to come, not if Ken didn't take a long time, but he'd be able to sleep, knowing he had Ken inside him again.
"You got anything?" Ken asked him. "Not on me, Kenny. It's okay."
Ken whimpered. "You sure?"
He nodded and gasped as one of Ken's fingers pushed into him.
The next one was spit-slicked and he moaned as the burn
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