Title: Curse or Blessing

Fandom: Wes Craven's Cursed

Rating: T

Warning: Slashy, Cheesy, Fluffy, Mushy (In other words, the same warning I give on all my stuff. Le sigh, I am just a hopeless fluff-mantic.)

Disclaimer: All I own is a disturbingly large number of half-written stories.

Summary: -Wes Craven's Cursed- How the movie should have ended. Jimmy-Bo SLASH

Notes: This story has been a long time in coming. I've written on this ever since I first saw the movie, but I'm easily distracted, so I'm just finishing (if it's finished).

Note 2: I don't mind the character of Brooke, she's sweet in a bland sort of way. I just like Bo more. He has depth…and is much cuter.

Curse or Blessing

Chapter 1

"Zipper?" Jimmy turned as he heard the familiar bark and found himself facing a smiling Brooke, who released Zip's collar as he bounded forward.

Brooke pushed a strand of hair off her brow shyly, "He was wandering the neighborhood."

"How did you know where I lived?"

"I told her," Bo stepped into the dim glow of the streetlamp, unconsciously combing his hand through his hair.

"Thanks," Jimmy smiled at Brooke, then clasped hands with Bo. "Are you all right?"

"Yeah, are you?" Bo gave Jimmy a calculating look, brow creased in concern.

"I'm fine." Jimmy draped his arm over Bo's shoulder in an awkward hug. Before giving himself time to think, Jimmy nuzzled his nose against Bo's neck in a very wolfish gesture, trying to pick up his scent. He pulled away from his former tormentor with a jerk. It appeared that the curse would wear off slowly, a bit at a time, instead of immediately as all the books he'd studied over the past few days had stated.

"Stop thinking so much," Jimmy felt a nudge in the ribs and saw Bo's smirk as his eyes began to refocus. He felt a sudden urge to wipe the playful look from Bo's face. Jimmy hesitated for a moment: his sister and a very nice girl from school were watching curiously. He shrugged it off and ran his hand through Bo's hair, pulling the other boy closer until their faces were mere inches apart.

A genuine smile lighted on Bo's slightly bruised face, and he whispered -Jimmy feeling the heat of Bo's breath on his lips- "I knew it."

Jimmy smiled against Bo's lips, and everything around them became just background noise -he didn't care what happened or who saw- he was lost in the sensation of lips pressed roughly against his own, bruising the tender flesh.

When Jimmy pulled away for air, he tried to keep the blush from creeping into his cheeks, but failed miserably. Bo laughed lightly and laced his fingers through Jimmy's. "You can't fool me Jimbo, so don't even try."

Jimmy snorted and was about to make a retort (having regained his composure) when he realized that they were standing alone, in the middle of the street. "Hey- where are Brooke and Ellie?"

Bo shrugged, "I don't know, I was a little…preoccupied. Maybe they went inside." Bo followed Jimmy through the house into the kitchen, where Ellie was sweeping up werewolf-ashes and the remnants of Zipper's rampage.

"Ellie, is Brooke here?" Jimmy reluctantly released Bo's hand only to find a comfortable arm draped over his shoulders.

Ellie pretended not to notice Bo's newfound affection for her younger brother. "Uhm, you didn't hear her? Oh, you were- never mind. She had to go home: her parents didn't know that she had left, she said."

Jimmy stifled a snicker at his sister's embarrassment and deviously snaked an arm around Bo's waist. "Is there anything we can do to help? That is, unless you need to get home too, Bo?" Jimmy dropped his arm and faced the taller boy.

"I wouldn't dream of leaving, Jimbo." Bo smirked and raised his eyebrows suggestively. Jimmy pushed him away with a laugh. "Horny jackass."

An awkward silence fell as the two young men realized that a shocked Ellie was listening to their banter. Jimmy cleared his throat as the blush flared back to life in his cheeks and down his neck. He sneaked a glance at Bo, who was watching Ellie apprehensively, as if she could attack at any moment, and rubbing the back of his neck.

Ellie looked from one serious face to another, and somehow fought down a smile. Bo looked extremely uncomfortable, and Jimmy looked terrified. After all that's happened tonight, it looks like this scares Jimmy the most. Ellie schooled her face into a small smile, "You're both idiots."

She leaned against the handle of the broom and assessed the damage. "Would you mind cleaning up the living room? I'll work in here as well as I can without getting supplies. We'll need fuses, light bulbs, a new door, and to entirely restock the kitchen in the morning, but we'll have to wait for the stores to open."

Jimmy and Bo let out a joint sigh of relief, and Bo headed to the living room. Jimmy lingered, studied his sister for a second, then gave her a brief hug. "Thanks," he said, the sound muffled by Ellie's hair. She just smiled and shooed Jimmy through the broken door into the living room.

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TBC…

A/N: I have more written currently, but I can't decide if it should get a chapter of its own or not…Love it? Hate it? Did the sky look pretty this morning? Review :)