Odd coupling alert! I claim first SpencerxMax fic. I know, I'm weird and damn proud of it! Personally I like this little couple. Give a shot... pretty please with sugar on top.
Summary: Max and Spencer are both students at New York University (NYU) (Max is an undergrad and Spencer is a grad student). They're dating, but no one knows so when they go to a BBA reunion and people start to figure it out they run into a little trouble and disapproval.
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Max sat in front of his computer glaring at the program he was working on. I just had to choose a double major in game design and computer programming didn't I? I couldn't have just picked a simple major like English or Japanese could I? No… I just had to pick game design and computer programming. I just had to torture myself with an insane schedule and frustrating professors. I am such a moron. He let his head fall onto the keyboard and let out a soft groan. Big strong hands started massaging his shoulders to help relieve the stress building up in his muscles. He hummed in pleasure to let his lover know just how much he appreciated the comforting gesture.
"What's wrong Max? You don't usually get this tense over a small project like that." The hands continued to work out the kinks in his shoulders and back as the smooth voice soothed the dull ache in his head.
Max sighed in exhaustion as he answered. "I just can't get this program to work. No matter how many ways I try it I keep running into the same exact problem. It's frustrating, annoying and obnoxious."
"Maybe you should take a break and come have dinner. It'll get cold if you don't." Max nodded and turned around in his swivel chair. He smiled up at his lover and accepted the outstretched hand. Max followed his lover to the kitchen table where a delicious looking pasta and veal dish was laid out for the two of them to enjoy.
They ate in a comfortable silence for the majority of the meal before Max broke the silence. "Spencer, this is delicious. Where did you get the recipe?"
"Ray e-mailed it to me yesterday. He said something along the lines of getting into the pants of whoever I cooked it for." Max grinned and laughed out loud at his friend. "Feeling better?"
"For the most part, but that program is still annoying me."
"When's it due?" Spencer was watching him critically for any hint of a reaction meaning that he was more than a little concerned about Max's health.
"Next week which means that I have more than enough time to work on it and ask my professor for help with it. If I agree to not work on it for the rest of the night will you stop looking at me like that?" The American turtle got nervous every time his lover's jade eyes adopted a look that said he was being psychoanalyzed.
"Will you agree to relax for the rest of the night?" Max nodded and smiled at his concerned lover. "Then I'll let it go for now. You know I'm just worried about you. You get enough migraines a month already. You don't need to give yourself more by stressing out over things that you don't need to stress over." Max leaned over the table and kissed the older blond.
"You know what sounds really good right now?"
"What?"
"A bubble bath for two." Spencer chuckled and nodded as the phone started ringing.
"I'll get it." The elder blond stood and picked up the phone. "Hello?" Max half-heartedly listened in on his lover's half of the conversation while he cleaned up the dishes. "Max, Mr. Dickenson wants to know if we want to go to a reunion here in New York in two weeks."
"Yeah. I don't think I have anything too big to worry about then. It'll be fun to see the others again. We haven't seen any of them in so long." Spencer nodded and turned his attention back to his phone call. Max finished washing and putting the dishes away before walking over to the bathroom to start the bath. He poured the bubble bath in and dug through the cabinet for the candles and matches. By the time Spencer came in the bath was filled and the candles were lit. "What took so long?"
"Dickenson had a million questions about why we're living together, how college is going and how we've been doing. I hope you don't mind but I just told him that since we're both going to NYU that we decided to get an apartment together to help cut costs." Spencer placed his hand gently on Max's hips as he spoke.
Max turned to face his much taller lover. "I don't care. It's not like anyone knows we're dating. We may only be three years apart, but my parents certainly didn't react well to our living together as 'friends' and I don't even want to think what the others would say." Max smiled up at Spencer lazily. "Now, about this nice hot bubble bath I drew for us that is going to go cold before we get in at this rate." Spencer chuckled and pulled Max into his arms for a tight hug and a gentle kiss before undressing his younger lover.
They relaxed in the tub together with only the candles Max had lit to see by. Spencer started massaging Max's back in an attempt to get the turtle to further relax. "Mm. That feels really good." Max leaned forward slightly so that it was easier for his Russian lover to work out the knots in his back. He squeezed his eyes as he felt a migraine coming on. "Spence, my head's starting to hurt."
"Alright. Come on." Spencer helped Max out of the tub and dried him off gently. "Why don't you go get ready for bed and lay down? I'll get your medicine and a cold compress for you." Max nodded and made his way to the bedroom that he and Spencer had been sharing for the last year and a half of their three year relationship. He pulled on a pair of boxers and a pair of Spencer's running shorts before climbing into their king size bed. Spencer came in with the items he promised as well as a glass of water to swallow the pills with.
Once Max was settled in bed Spencer lay down beside him and pulled him close. "Stay with me until I fall asleep" Max whimpered softly as a tear ran down the side of his face. The dull ache in his head had turned into a ferocious migraine in the few minutes since they had climbed out of the tub.
"Of course love. Try and get some sleep. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon." Spencer watched over Max until he fell asleep before allowing himself to fall asleep as well.
So... is it crap, is it okay, is it good should i completely give up on this idea? I like it and i'll probably write out the story if just for myself. If you'd like to read more please tell me in a review so that I can have some idea if ya'll like it. Thanks for reading.
