(This is a PREQUEAL to 'A Conversation in the Rain' meaning that Neil and George have not been in a car crash yet heck Ryan and Paul haven't even gone to the tux shop yet, but it is still a sequeal to 'Shamrock Bottom'. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! yes I am that evil so you will have to wait till the next story to find out if George and Neil are okay. For now please enjoy 'Son of Harkin' which will focus on Keith and Damian. Most of this will be from Keith's point of view but this first chapter will be from Damo's :P)
By the morning the cold breeze that was blowing through the window and the morning sun woke me up so instead of moving I laid awake in his arms enjoying the contact. Keith, me' perfect boyfriend, who was only wearing his boxers was holding me close against him and seemed te' be sleeping peacefully while keeping me' warm. I was trying hard not te' focus on the fact he was half-naked because if I did a certain part of me became very excited and didn't bother trying te' hide it so it was a pain for me te' try te' hide it. Ye' would think I would be more comfortable with being turned on when Keith was around escepcially since I was laying here in me' boxers te'. Keith and I had done some things but nothing really that would be called sex because he has never touched me nor has he seen me naked. I'm not really sure what I was waiting for I just didn't feel ready, and of course, since Keith was perfect he understood and never tried te' push me te' far, but damn, there were some days I wanted him so bad I bearly could stand it. Another breeze came threw the window and I shivered in his arms, his strong warm arms.
"Why, don't ye' close the window if ye'r cold babe..." Keith's mutter softly in me' ear.
"I don't want te' move."I whispered back, and the still sleepin' Keith chuckled lightly. I rolled onto me' back causing him let go of his hold around me, and I watched as his eye's slowly fluttered open te' reveal me' favorite shade of blue, Keith blue. He examined me for a second then smiled his quirky smile that lit up the whole world and told ye' everything was gonna be okay no matter what. He pulled himself up from the bed and quickly shut the window, and the second the blanket was seperated from his beautiful hairy surfer body I turned me' attention te' the cieling. The overly boring cieling of Ryan's apartment that was a plain color of grey that was only illuminated by the shining sun outside. Plain boring cieling, that was totaly more interesting the me' sexy half-naked surfer boyfriend watching me with his beautiful eyes. If only I believed that...
"Damo?" Keith asked as I could feel him take a step closer te' the bed. I was trying not te' look at him, and I was having a very hard time resisting him. "Damo?" He asked again and I felt the weight of the bed shift along with me' attention as I failed te' look away any longer. I look up at the smiling Keith and got an angled view of his red and blue plaid boxers and his rosary that laid softly on his hair covered chest. He had that smirk on his face where he knew that he was being admired and he loved every single second of it. He gently leaned down so his lips were hovering right above mine in a playful manner as the smirk continued te' dance on his lips, he leaned forward a little more and right before I could his lips press against mine he whispered. "Good morning." and with that he rolled onto his side away from me and I could feel him smiling even though I couldn't see him.
"Ye'r a jerk." I said trying te' ignore the fact I was blushing and Keith's body shook with laughter, as he rolled on te' his side te' look at me.
"Awe why do ye' say that?" He pouted out his lower lip. "I swear I'm a good boy."
"The hell ye' are." with that comment I gently rolled out from the blanket and onto his lap with one of each of me' legs on his sides. I gently took his hands in mine and pinned them above his head strenching his biceps as he smiled up at me. He leaned his head up trying te' kiss me but I kept me' lips just a second away from him.
"Now who's being a jerk?" He whispered and before I could react he pushed against me and forced me te' me' back. I struggled against him but no matter how hard I tried he kept me still then as I looked up at him I fell into those beautiful blue eyes that reflected the bright sunlight. "I swear I'm a good boy." I mocked and this time he forced his lips te' mine and everything felt right. His weight wasn't te' heavy at all but the space between our hips wasn't great and I could feel me' own manhood harden and become uncomfortable as it desired te' be touched. Keith gave me a second te' breathe before kissing me again, this time though his tongue played against me' lips till I granted him acess and he happily took advangtage of the fact I was letting him dominate me. I wrapped me' arms around his neck and pulled him closer te' me both his rosary and his chest hair pushed against me' own smooth chest. He pulled his lips away and a low sexy growl rippled through his body.
"Damn, ye' make it hard te' be patient." He growled again lowly in me' ear as I felt him gently nipping on the bottom of me' earlobe. I could feel that he was just as turned on as I was. I forced me' eyes opened and tried te' look past him at the clock but he forced me' still as his tongue found a fascination with me' neck. The contact made me whimper like a puppy and it harmonized with Keith's low growl as he was clearly leaving his mark on the nap of me' neck where me' juggular was. I whimpered out his name against his neck as he gently and tenderly licked the mark he made and I felt me' heart pound in me' ears. Then of course all great things end with the loudest and most annoying CLANG of a pot rang from another room of the apartment and it made Keith and I jump and seperate as we heard Neil slightly freaking out. Keith looked out the closed window while we both took a second te' calm ourselves down. I pulled on a pair of clean jeans so I could go see what was going on with one of our gracious hosts. Before I left our room I quickly checked me'self in the mirror and saw the mark Keith made was already visable. I quickly looked through me' suicase and pulled on a spare tanktop and button-down I had, then I noticed Keith was waiting by the door for me already in a t-shirt and jeans. As we left our room, both of us with the thoughts of sleep totaly expelled from our minds and made our way te' the kitchen te' see Neil picking up a bunch of spilled pots and pans.
"Oh guys, I'm so sorry I didn't mean te' wake ye' I just was trying te' make breakfast and I wasn't paying attention, I'm sorry."Neil was sypathetic as he picked them up and I just smiled and helped him.
"It's fine we were kinda up anyway." and as I said those words Neils eye's looked around the room till he found Keith leaning against the door. I could tell that Neil knew why we were up because I'm pretty sure the collar of me' button down only covered the mark half-way. "Oh, did ye' get attack by a bear?" Neil asked and it was clear he was talking about the mark he saw.
"Oh shut up." I said and Neil was trying te' hide his smile as we finished picking up the mess on the floor, then I looked around and I noticed that somebody was missing.
"Where's Ryan?" Keith spoke before I could ask.
"Oh, Paul call and wanted Ryan te' go with pick up a new suit aparently he forgot his." Neil shruged as he set the pan on the stove, clearly Neil didn't know Ryan still needed one te'. "Ye' guys want something te' eat?"
"Actualy I have plans for today with Damo." Keith said and I just shrugged sorry. I would have te' remember te' thank him later because he just saved me from dealing with Neil's food. I'm honestly not sure how he's still alive anything that he touches burned or is undercooked. That was the only thing I felt sorry for Ryan about.
"Sorry." I smiled at Neil and he just nodded and returned it with another smile, and then Keith and I hurried and threw on our light jackets and were out the door before the burned food could reach our noses. We laughed as we walked te' Keith's car.
"Thank you for saving our lives." I joked and He smiled warmly.
"Anything for ye' babe."
"So, where are we going?"I asked and Keith's chuckle silenced as we got into his car and quickly click our belts on.
"Well, I was thinking first we would get some edible breakfast-"We both laughed again "-then I actualy did have something planned for after, okay?"
"Sure, what is it though?"I asked and a strange darkness crossed Keith's face in a scary manner that worried me a little. Keith wasn't normaly a dark person at all.
"..I can't tell ye'. Not yet anyway I promise ye'll know soon." He looked at me and tried te' smile but that darkness was holding his face back. The ride was quiet as I tried te' figure out what was going on, nothing usualy had Keith this dark so quickly. We stopped at a small cafe near the center of Dublin that was rumored te' have great coffe and bagels. Keith kept his dark cover but lucky for me though, after we hd placed our order me' phone went off. I checked the caller ID and answered.
"Hey, Cam." I spoke into the reciever as Keith found entertainment with messing with his fork and spoon.
"Hey, Damo, George has been hounding Em and I for the last hour about the bacholar party are you and Keith still coming by to help?" Cameron's american accent was out of place in Ireland, but it's what made him Cameron.
"Yeah, we are doing something Keith won't tell me about first but then we'll be there." I smiled as I looked over at Keith who just nodded in agreement.
"Cool. So.. is it true Keith left a mark on you?" I could hear Emmett snickering in the background as I could imagine Cam smirking.
"Who told ye'?" I already knew the answer but I wanted them te' explain.
"Well, Em was making sure Neil didn't have any plans today and Neil just happen to find that interesting enough to talk about." Emmett was full out laughing now, and I heard a very faint 'Sorry Damo'.
"Of course he did." I chuckled and rolled me' eyes and for a second Keith smiled but it was quickly over taken.
"It's okay Damo I make out with my boyfriend too." Cam laughed as he teased.
"Oh shut up." I growled then I couldn't help but laughed and as I looked around I noticed our food was on the way. "Food's here gotta go."
"Alright see ya." Cam hung up and I quickly slipped me' phone into me' pocket and as the food was set in front of us I realized how hungry I was and dug right in, Keith did the the time we got in the car for a second time I was officaly scared. Keith had never been this dark for this long, ever since I met him. It took most of the car ride te' ask him what was wrong. "Nothing's wrong, Damo." He could tell I didn't believe him at all. "I swear I just...-" He parked the car in front of a different appartment building I had never seen "Ye' know I love ye', right?"
"Of course, and ye' know I love ye' te' right?" I turned in me' seat as I unclicked me' belt.
"Yeah..." Keith looked down at his hands. "I have someone I need ye' te' meet." He looked over at me.
"Okay." I was weary but I didn't know what else te' say. We got out of the car and he took a deep breath. He lead me' through the complex. As went up a flight of stairs a little boy maybe 14 or 15 almost tripped over me.
"Oh, I'm sorry." He reganed his composure and tussled his blond hair. "Mr. Keith?" The boy looked over at me' boyfriend and another wave of confusion swept over me.
"Hey Daniel. Do ye' know if Felicia and Jeremy are home?"
"Yeah, I saw them this morning." The boy smiled.
"Alright thanks, I'll see ye' later little Furlong." Keith little patted the young boy's shoulder and like that he skipped down the stairs.
"Who was that?" I asked, feeling like I should know who he was.
"A kid who lives a couple buildings down." Keith said and I got a feeling he didn't want me te' ask any further questions on the boy I didn't know. Soon we were standing in front of a red door, and as Keith knocked ,I noticed the sky had grown dark and cloudy. It looked about te' rain.
"Coming!" A woman's voice rang from the other side of the wall and in seconds the door flung open. Her hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail as she worn a pair shorts and tank top. "Keith?"
"Hey, Felicia." Keith smiled and the woman(who couldn't have been older then him) embraced me' surfer tightly. Felicia? I remember that she called Keith at christmas time for some reason that made him leave the room for a second.
"We had heard ye' were in town and we were waiting for ye' te' show up. He's been so excited he's been playing his guitar all day." She smiled and Keith returned the smile. "Is that...Damian?" She looked over at me.
"Yeah, this is Damian me' boy friend. Keith side stepped and I smiled and she pulled me into a hug before I could react.
"I've always wanted te' meet ye', Celtic Thunder is talked about a lot in this house. Jeremy will be happy te' know ye' both are here." Felicia smiled warmly and I couldn't help but smile back. "I'm sorry I'm Felicia, Jeremy's mother."
"Well, I'm Damian." I laughed at the fact I didn't need te' introduce me'self.
"Did Keith give ye' that little mark on ye'r neck?" She asked with a smile and I blushed as me' hand rushed te' try and cover the mark."Don't worry he did that te' me at one point te'." She laughed and I realized she must have been one of Keith's ex's Felicia hastily pushed us inside. "Jer's in his room." She locked the door and Keith gestured for me te' follow and I did happily. I was feeling a strange sense of joy as I walked through the small apartment admire the taste in decor, everything was based on the ocean. The we came te' the end of the hall and Keith pushed open the door. The sound of an acoustic guitar rang softly in a tune I remembered, it was 'Mountains of Mourne'. The boy who was making the music was sitting on his bed with a guitar that looked an awful lot like one of Keith's.
"Ye'r doing good buddy." Keith said and the blonde boy holding the guitar looked up at Keith and got a huge smile on his face. Keith removed the guitar from his hands and picked him up into his arms easily, the boy was 9 or 10 and had a smile that was strangely famillar as his eyes were a stunning color of blue I recongized with a strange clouded shade. The boy was clearly blind.
"Mom said ye' were gonna be here soon!" The boy was excited as he squeezed his arms around Keith's neck.
"Hey, buddy I have somebody I want ye' te' meet." Keith smiled warmly and then he looked at me.
"Who?"
"Me' boy friend, Damian." He spoke softly and almost sing-song and most of the darkness that was littering his face was gone.
"Mcginty?" He asked. Hope and excitement covered his face.
"Ye' know who I am?" I asked in retort and his head snapped in me' direction.
"Hi, I'm Jeremy!" He extended his hand in the direction of me' voice and I chuckled as I shook it lightly, because he looked so fragile like a glass doll.
"Damian Mcginty." I said and he laughed with me.
"Damian...umm..this is me' son." Keith looked at me and for a second I didn't understand the words he said then all at once I understood. The blonde hair, the boy's quirky smile and the beautiful eyes they were all Keith's. Keith Harkin, me' boyfriend, had a child, a son, with Felicia, his ex girlfriend.