A/N: Another AU-one shot. Brendan's left to look after the kids.
I hope you will enjoy it.
Reviews are gladly appreciated.
"Ste, it's an emergency, please, I don't know who else to ask?"
"Alright, I'll do that. I have no spare time, but if it's so important to you, then fine."
"Ahh, you're my salvation, thank you, see you soon."
"Aha, see you."
He's just received a very frantic telephone call from his dearest friend Lucy about baby-sitting her kids and went home just to find Brendan curled up on the sofa, sleeping. Why he always feels like the Red Hiding Hood when he walks in on Brendan Brady dreaming peacefully for about a good few hours? He snores gently, and sometimes, he smiles into his sleep, that sheepish smile. How much he loves it! These moments became more regular with every new day. Fantastic, innit?
The fact that Steven loved him unconditionally and unabashedly for everything that he was, could only say about the significance of their relationship.
He made his way to the bathroom first and then few moments later, he was already sitting next to his lover, stroking his hair.
"Bren"
"Uhh?"
"I'm leaving now."
"Where?"
Didn't even look at me.
Fine.
"I'll be probably very late, so I'd left you dinner in the oven, meat apparently, as you prefer and the veg with sauce in the fridge."
Brendan grunted and kept on pretending that he's asleep.
No reply. Great. Next time you're gonna make dinner yourself.
He was already near the doorstep as he heard.
"Don't forget to text me."
Hmm. That's it. Alright, then I'd let you do that.
He was already knocking on the Lucy's door, when he got a message.
You didn't text me. Where are you?
He put the phone back in pocket and looked up at his smiling friend.
"I'm so glad you came. I thought you wouldn't make it."
"Nah, it's fine."
"So come on in then."
"Lucy I've got another idea."
"Sounds mysterious."
"Yep, it is."
He will definitely "like" it.
Steven left him all alone. What's he thinking about? He went out, without even informing him where he was going to. Now that is how things became - he was constantly worried about him.
Brendan got to his feet and took the phone from the table, typing his threats to this foolish boy.
Does he know how dangerous it is outside at this particular time?!
Ohh.
This boy is.
Utterly.
Unbelievable.
And now what? Ignored me message.
Arhh.
Fine.
He crossed the room to take the jacket, but stopped halfway as a few light knocks hit the door.
Who it could be?
"Yeah, am coming."
Brendan almost run to the door and opened it so fiercefully that the astonishment of the people who were behind it increased so fastly.
"Ah, Brendan, look at our little guests." Steven gestured at the children. "You won't let us freeze outside, will you?"
"Arh..ohh..."
"Oh don't mind him kids, where are your manners Brendan Brady?" Steven passed through him into the flat, guiding the little ones to the bathroom.
"Steven, what's going on?"
"Oh that, I'm taking kids to the bathroom so they could wash their hands." Steven smiled. "On the way home, I bought 'em an ice-cream and we played a bit, so little Johny and Caty, we've got to wash your faces as well."
"He seems to be lonely." Caty said, turning to Brendan.
Steven knew little about Brendan's childhood, but the way these conversations make him feeling, and also the way he reacted - his inner young self always sounded petulant and sad.
Their eyes locked and a pang went through Ste's chest.
"Bren, wait us, we'll be in five minutes, alright?"
He tried to sound more soft and calming. A sudden urgency to reach for Brendan and hold him was so strong.
Few minutes passed and the happy gang returned to the living room to find Brendan standing up in the same pose as they'd left him.
"Bren, are you okay?"
"Yeah, fine. It's just the-"
"We were about to bake something, do you want to join in?" Caty smiled, coming closer and wrapping her little hands around his waist.
"Yes, Ste promised us to make his favourite - the chocolate cake with vanilla sauce." Johny exclaimed, clasping his hands.
Ste saw as the blush touched Brendan's cheeks, and couldn't help but smile.
"Chocolate cake," he said, and took the little girl in his arms. "Delicious. I haven't eaten anything since this morning." Brendan grinned, looking at Ste.
"I left you dinner in the oven."
"I've had some visitors, so. Anyway, kids lets go to the kitchen, shall we?"
"Yay!" Both of them exclaimed.
"Visitors? Bren, what-"
But he was preoccupied with kids, who were absolutely astonished and already thought Brendan was a wonderful person , that they had ever seen in their life.