I'm sorry for all my mistakes, English is not my first language.
Warnings for a little bit of SLASH and Neal is quite OOC.
Hope you enjoy it :)!
Chapter 1
Hoping no to disturb Neal in his sleep, Craig stood up pulling the blanket over his boyfriend again. He stroked his hair while pressing a soft kiss on his temple. He was in this relationship for 3 months-3 fucking months now and he still couldn't believe his luck. Actually it had been 3 months and 14 days...jep he was counting...why wouldn't he-Neal was the most incredible person he has ever met.
He sighed again, trying to push down his worry about this day. They had agreed to finally tell Peter. Not only that it was his coming out as gay and Neal already didn't know how his partner would react to this, but he also had to tell the agent, that he had lied about his relationship with Kate. Not that he believed in Peter as a homophobic asshole-at least not after what he heard about him-but it could be the same as it was with Neal's best friend in high school.
Danny Brooks-Neal had said he was a very nice guy until he found out about Neal's sexual preference. He changed than-slowly but he changed. He wasn't mean-at least not at the beginning-but he would not touched him or hug him anymore and if Neal tried to come near him, like they used to, he would flinched away. Some weeks later he would even push him and also hit him.
Neal stayed friends with him because it was the only one who was at least sometimes nice to him, or talked to him like a normal person if he wasn't too close. He would often get beaten up by some other pupils. Not only was his homosexuality a reason but also was he younger than the others. Neal had skipped two classes. Also was he a very skinny and shy kid. He was never good at meeting new people, mostly the ex-con was just stuttering and not even able to form right words. He had been so different back in the school days. Now Neal was a fairly good actor, hiding his feelings from other, hiding the hurt and the pain.
A cold hand clenched around Craig's heart as he imaged a sweet, happy and nice kid, new in class, hopeful to meet new friends, open for the world, beaten up by some idiots for no reason and hated by someone he once called his only friend just because he liked men.
If he ever met this guy he will let him feel all the pain Neal had felt. He stood up from the bedside and went outside at the balcony. It was kind of early and the sun was just about to rise. The city looked beautiful in the upcoming daylight. He could already hear some cars driving and see some people leaving the house to get to work.
Sighing he continued watching until he felt some arms coming around him from behind and Neal pressing against him, face buried in Craig bare tattooed back. He smiled and turned around without breaking the contact.
Soon he found himself looking in two beautiful blue eyes, which were still half closed and dazed from sleep. Grinning softly over this enormous amount of cuteness he captured Neal's face with his hands and pressed a gently kiss against his lips.
"Y' ya 'wake?" Neal slurred with from sleep heavy voice.
"Just woke up and couldn't go back to sleep." He didn't mean to worry Neal with the apprehension, that everything could end in misery, today.
"Lia-Yawn-r." Craig sighed.
"I'm just a little worried. I mean I'm still thinking everything will be okay but I just can't help it. Peter sounds fucking nice and the things you tell me about him-I swear if he wouldn't be married and 100% straight I would be really jealousy – so you see there is no reason for me to think that, but maybe he is just like Danny."
He could feel Neal flinch by this name.
"Peter is nothing like him." Neal said but still something unsure and insecure was to hear in the voice.
"I really, really hope so. But maybe I'm just a bit paranoid about this, hm..." He pressed a kiss to Neal's temple, as he saw how upset his boyfriend looked another one followed.
"Hey...I'm sorry I didn't mean to worry you. Come on sweetheart-everything will be okay." With proud he noticed that he sounded surer about that than he felt.
"A-and if not?" Neal looked at him with theses baby blue eyes pleading to protect him from whatever bad thing would come.
"Then I'll be there. We will sort this out, together. We will make it through your time with the FBI and then we will go. Anywhere we want, just the two of us, nobody is going to stop us."
Neal smiled slightly and still shaky.
"You're being mushy again.", he said afterwards, muffled by Craig's chest, which rumbled with low laughter.
"Come on. Let's go back to sleep." He pushed Neal back inside and onto the bed, climbing in beside him.
As he took him into his arms again he could feel the younger man's fingers clenching his shirt like a lifeline. Craig began to rub circles on his back until he could hear calm breath and the felt the grip relaxing. After a final kiss on Neal's temple he slipped into sleep himself.
It was seven when he woke up again, Neal still in his arms, snoring lightly. Grinning he tried to free himself from the younger man's grip. After some minutes he managed to do so without waking his lover.
Quietly he went to the bathroom and got ready for work. He finished showering and woke Neal gently. Instead of getting up the ex-con watched him get dressed, grinning slightly as Craig's muscular body moved hastily around the room.
"I thought about getting a tattoo myself."
Craig laughed.
"Now? Really? I told you this since I know you. And just to remind you-YOU were the one who always told me this wouldn't suit you."
"Can't I change my mind?" Neal responded smiling.
"Mhm..."Craig purred while moving over to the bed and leaning over his boyfriend "Where? Somewhere only I get to see it?" he smirked and placed a kiss on Neal's forehead, kissing his face to his lips.
Slowly going further down his neck and chest. As he circled his nipples Neal let out a low groan and threw his head back, before burying his face in his pillow.
"S-Stop it...you have to go to w-work."
"Fuck work." Craig whispered pressing a kiss to Neal's lips.
His hands went down further and further and...his phone rang. Groaning he pulled away and took the call.
"Dunham?...Yeah, sure...I'll be right there."
"Have to get going baby." He kissed Neal one last time and left the ex-con behind with a...kinda hard situation.
Sighing he got up and headed to the shower. Slowly he touched himself thinking about Craig rough big hands, while stroking faster and faster...he didn't last long.
He got ready as quickly as he could 'cause Peter would pick him up at 8. Neal was already nervous about this evening. His breath was getting faster and he had to sit down on his bed because his knees where getting wobbly. Shakily he exhaled burying his face in his hands. The ex-con tried to calm himself down and almost overheard his phone.
It was a message from Peter, telling him to hurry up. Taking one last deep breath he stood up and almost ran down the stairs not wanting to annoy Peter further. He greeted June briefly and went outside to the car with a wide grin, which was covering his nervousness.
"Morning"
"Morning"
'Peter doesn't look that angry', Neal though.
The agent actually didn't look angry or even annoyed at all, but he was too much concentrating on not panicking to notice that Peter even was in a very good mood.
"Everything alright?" The younger man heard his friend asked him some minutes later.
"What?...Oh...uhm yeah sure." He tried to grin carefree, which worked better than he expect. "Actually, I was wondering if we could have dinner today, with El I mean. I just thought...uhm...we didn't do this in a long time...so..."
"Sure."
"...we don't have to...I just...you know...I think you would like this...or...uhm...we could do it some other time...or...wait what?"
"I said sure, I'd like that."
"Oh...really...good okay. Uhm...Is there a problem if I bring someone?"
"Is this someone Mozzie?"
"N-no."
"Then sure."
"Okay...alr-what do you have against Mozzie?"
Peter laughed.
"Nothing...just don't want my house turned upside down before I get my food, just because some guy still has the idea I'm hiding some bugging device."
Neal grinned.
"He is not that bad any-"Peter raised one eyebrow "Okay maybe he is."
Peter just smiled but then frowned.
"If it's not Mozzie than-Oh! I get it." His grin widened. "Does someone have a new girlfriend?"
"Uhm..."
"Ha! I knew it. And now you're going to introduce her to us. Wow...it's not like I wouldn't already feel enough like your father."
Neal didn't hear the rest what the agent was saying.
'Father? Had he really just said...wow...that can't...does he really see me like that?' Neal couldn't help but grinning, but this grin vanished from his face fast. 'Oh god...this is worse...shit...this will definitely be so much worse if Peter hates me after today. Fuck...I can't lose this...no, no, no...'
His breath sped up again.
"Neal?" he heard a worried voice call from what seemed wide away.
He didn't recognise that Peter had pulled over and had a hand on his shoulder.
"Neal? Ya' okay? No wait don't answer that...you clearly are not. Just...uhm...calm down buddy...it's alright."
Neal's breath normalized itself slowly.
"It's okay...really Peter." He told Peter unconvincingly and tried to smile.
"Jup sure I'm absolutely believing that. Come on Neal-what's going on?"
"It's...Peter...I'll explain it in the evening, okay?"
"So you're not going to introduce your girlfriend to us then?" Peter said smiling nervously.
"Uhm...it's a little more complicate than that."
"What's with her? Is she a criminal or in some problems?"
Neal sighed still a little shakily.
"No...it's...no. Let's talk about this in the evening okay?" he looked at Peter more pleadingly than he intend to."
"I...Neal...okay."
The rest of the drive was silent.