So I came up with a new idea a while ago about Brendan and Ste as fire fighters. Now let's all just picture that for a moment...XD

Summary: Brendan is a strict fire Chief and Ste is his new recruit. The heat rises between them when they clash upon their first day of meeting when Ste turns up late for his shift.

Rated M and I've no idea how many chapters, I will see if anyone is interested in this story first :) xx

Light My Fire

Chapter 1

Brendan wakes suddenly, sits bolt upright in bed, eyes widened and brow covered in a sheen of sweat. He wakes this way a lot and once the initial nightmare pans into reality he simmers down again waiting for his heart beat to calm down a bit. Brendan holds his palm at his head, it feels fuzzy and knows it will be impossible to fall back asleep now. Brendan glances at the alarm clock in disgust and pushes off the bed stretching his arms behind his head till he cracks his limbs loose.

He makes it to the bathroom and leans over the toilet hand holding onto the wall eyes closed, he shakes himself awake properly as he moves to the sink and washes his hands. The reflection makes him grimace and then he bares all his teeth, letting his tongue stroke over them as he grabs his tooth brush and scrubs his teeth until there's a smile worth showing. He smoothes down over his moustache and sighs deeply through his nose, makes it to his bedroom and takes out a fitted deep blue Fire fighter uniform.

Brendan lays it on the bed and hops into a steam filled shower, letting the hot water caress over his every curve and drip down the plug hole, he lathers himself up with a thousand bubbles and rinses himself. Brendan allows the towel he had wrapped around fall and he dresses himself ready for work. The blue uniform is a size smaller and enhances Brendan's every curve, the material so tight it worries with the strain of sitting down.

As he settles down at the table with toast and a three sugar fix coffee there's a knock at his door. It's his second in command, a Simon Walker who he's known since school. Brendan gestures his hand into the house as Simon removes his hat and enters. His uniform although not as tight as Brendan's still looks like an image you'd expect to see in a pin up magazine, Simon is fit and Brendan notices his arse as he walks by, just like he always does, and Simon shoots a disapproving look back making Brendan shrug and ask what he expects, he's only human after all.

There's nothing between them, they never have been more than best friends and besides Simon is annoyingly straight, so Brendan can only wish he could yank the blue uniform off his body.

"Your eyes are popping out of their sockets again Brendan" Simon drawls nicking a piece of toast off the plate and eating it like he's been starving for days. "I could get ya done for sexual harassment at work" he adds jokingly.

"Hmm, well we ain't at work are we? And Simon, ye wish" Brendan grins and drinks his coffee down quickly realising the time. Their shift is due to start and he has to take over from Danny's shift. A man who he despises at the best of times, so to be late for his week shift would make things awkward to say the least.

"Come on, I don't want us on the wrong side of Daniel and his little side kick" Brendan placed his hat on as did Simon and they left. Simon always got a lift in Brendan's car because A it was a cool BMW and B his car was on the edge of completely knackered. Simon twiddles annoyingly with the knobs on Brendan's stereo and trawls through a mountain of stations till he finds one with music to his tastes. Brendan shakes his head and glances at Simon. "Can't ya choose someone decent to listen too, like Jonny Cash for example?"

"Who the frig is he?" Simon asks curling his lips up in confusion. He only turned the radio on he thinks to himself.

"Who is Jonny cash? Jesus" Brendan gives up, if he ain't already heard of him he automatically becomes a pleb in his eyes.

"There's gonna be new recruits today huh?" Simon asks finding some gum in the glove compartment and throwing it in his mouth and chewing a wide grin. "Nothing like fresh meat to cook eh?"

"As long as they do the job Simon, that's all I care about" Brendan turns the wheel of his car up to the station. It's a big station with two pumps, a duel purpose ladder and hose layer unit appliances. They work in shifts, Brendan usually a week on days off, but he rarely has time off, there's no one at home waiting for him, he went straight into the fire service at an early age having loving all aspects of it.

He is the station Chief when he's on shift, when he isn't one Daniel Huston takes over with his second in command Douglas Carter. For some reason Brendan never got along with either of them, it's like they were mean to him in a previous existence. Brendan avoids them like the plague unless they have a shift swap which unfortunately for him, is today. He adjusts his hat and nods to the leaving crew as his watch will make their way in for duty.

Brendan leaves Simon to brief them as he ends up outside his office, the one he has to share with Daniel. He likes to point out his name on the plaque to him each time and today won't be any different. Brendan knocks and enters, Danny is sat in Brendan's chair and he grunts at the sight of it.

"Morning Brendan, bright eyed and bushy tailed I hope?" Danny smirked and pushed back into the chair on purpose as he knew it wound Brendan up.

"As always Daniel" Brendan checked his watch "Don't ye need to be making a move?"

"Nope I have two minutes left of your comfy chair yet. So you heard anything about the new recruits yet then?" Danny asked crossing his legs and arms patiently waiting till 9 am struck on time.

"Not yet, I have only just arrived, and as I am not a mind reader or psychic how could I even know?" Brendan snapped and began to move the items off the corner of his desk so he could perch his super backside on it.

Danny moved forward to flop open a folder and it showed a photo with personal information about one of the recruits. Danny pointed to the picture and smiled. "This one looks feisty, a Anne Minniver. Has a LOT of potential if you get my meaning" Danny winked at Brendan who shook his head in disbelief. "Oh yes I forgot, she wouldn't float your boat would she"

Brendan scowled at Danny and told him his time was up and to leave his office pronto before he found a boot shape up the crack of his ass. Danny laughed walking around and patting Brendan on the back. "Always did have a way with words huh?" and with that he left. "And don't forget to take that bloody side kick Douglas with ye!" Brendan shouted back before settling down in his chair resting his eyes for a moment and allowing the exposure of Daniel to pass over him.

He took time out to look over Anne's folder and looked at her progress with a smile, he was happy at least one of the recruits would be of benefit. Brendan was about to look at the other folder but Simon entered hat under his arm and smiling. "Sir,are you ready for de briefing?"

"Ah Simon yes I am, have the recruits turned up yet?" Brendan asked grabbing his hat and walking around the desk.

"Well one of them has Sir, the other is...um late"

Over in a village nearby Ste was waking up from his slumber. He lived in a cold flat and hated waking up at the best of times. So when he stretched his small body out in bed and yawned loudly the realisation hit him, he was late. Fuck!

Ste threw the covers off the bed and jumped up like a spring chicken, his legs ran to the bathroom as he ran a shower and went to the toilet before looking into the cloudy mirror and cursing himself. Of all the days he picks to sleep though his crappy alarm it had to be today. Ste jumped into the shower and groaned as it took a while to heat up, he managed the quickest of showers and got changed into his uniform. It was slightly too big but Ste still looked great and felt a certain pride in himself. He placed his hat on and smiled wider turning side to side and admiring his uniform.

He glanced down at his watch and winced at the time, he was gonna be in big trouble at the station, first day and turning up late. He hoped the fire Chief was a bit lenient when it came to punishments. Ste raced to the bus stop and caught the bus to the station relieved there was a stop nearby. He placed his earphones in and listened to some chart music on the way.

Ste took a deep breath hopping off the bus; he shoved his earphones into his backpack and rushed to the station. He stopped at the entrance, it was a huge there was a large building to his right and a smaller one to his left attached to the garages that had the red shutters down covering the appliances. He had no idea where to go, he decided on the reception as his best bet. He quickly moved through the doors and over to a blond haired woman who was speaking in an Irish accent on the phone. She quickly looked up smiling and then glanced over Ste's uniform, her confusion was evident as Ste pulled two fingers at his collar.

"Erm, Hiya love, shouldn't ye be at de briefing?"

Ste swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded hastily "Yes I should but I stupidly...erm I mean the bus was late and I have only just arrived" Ste bit the bottom of his lip and the woman felt sorry for him and extended her arm out. "I'm Cheryl, everyone calls me Chez though, my brother is the Chief, so how about I take ye through and I will try and smooth things out for ye?" Cheryl winked and placed her head set down shouting to her assistant to mind the desk.

Ste smiled and felt a lot better walking behind Cheryl he looked around the place, she showed him to the locker room first. "What's your name love?"

"It's Ste, Ste hay, nice to meet ya Chez" Ste held his arm out and shook Cheryl's hand enthusiastically then looking around he found his locker next to Anne's. He placed his hat on and locked his bag away. He walked back over to Cheryl not realising he'd left his mobile in his back pocket as he adjusted his hat he grinned. "Are ye ready?"

Ste nodded "Yup, I hope ya brother isn't too bad a boss, I know he'll be mad I am late though"

"Well yeah babe, he's bound to be a little, but just hold ye head up and look sorry, reckon your good looks will help ya too though" Cheryl winked

"My good looks? How do you mean?" Ste scrunched his eyebrows together and watched Cheryl clear her throat quickly. "Oh nothin love, just saying ye have a certain beauty about ye"

"Wow, Chez look I appreciate you being kind but I am not interested..."

"Oh god I didn't mean that, I like Nate anyway" Cheryl peered through the square glass of a door and Ste looked with her watching a load of fire fighters at ease having a de briefing. He tried to look at who was giving it but he had his back to him. Ste trailed his eyes down the back of the man and practically drooled at the way the material of his uniform grabbed his arse deliciously. Ste licked his lips and omitted a low growl to which Cheryl had heard and nudged him in the ribs playfully.

"Checking out his rear bumper I see" Cheryl giggled as Ste turned to look at her in horror, rear bumper. As if.

"NO,I am not looking anywhere." Ste blushed and Cheryl smirked "It's ok babe, I won't tell. My fireman is stood there,next to Dennis, the one in glasses? Nate is stood next to him,looks a right toff"

Ste nodded looking at him and smiled "Nice one chez, have ya asked him out yet?"

"God no! I am too shy, he knows I like him though"

In the briefing room Brendan was going through the motions,letting his watch know of any new developments and of course introducing Anne to the group. She had been an instant hit with the boys and Jacqui shook her head at the way their jaws hit the ground, like they'd never seen a beautiful woman before. Not that she was overly bothered, she and Tony were an item and as long as he kept his eyes off Anne, they'd get along perfectly.

Brendan suddenly stopped speaking to gather his thoughts and because the room was deathly quiet they all turned to look towards the door and the new voices they could hear chatting away. Brendan turned his face and moved enough to get a good view of the two faces pressed close to the window although not yet looking through. Brendan folded his arms and leaned to one side waiting for them to finish their conversation.

"So come on, ye were so checking out my brother, and lets face it, he does wear his uniform a size too small " Cheryl laughed and Ste nodded with her statement, he had noticed that too. A lot.

"I may have noticed, but I wouldn't want to say anymore on the subject" Ste was now the loveliest shade of red, he never expected his first day to be like this.

"Come on out of ten? I'd give Nate's a definite 8" Cheryl giggled and blushed slightly.

In the room everyone had turned to look at Nate who looked down at his backside shrugging and couldn't help but grin. He stopped when he noticed Brendan's thunderous face. He turned to look back at the door, his shoe now tapping impatiently. He wanted to know who the hell his sister was with, and a little what he would score too. He involuntary leaned forward to hear.

"Well I ain't seen it naked have I? Ste summarised and took more than a moment to envision his words carefully "So I am gonna say a 9" Ste sniggered as Chez squealed and they turned to look back through the window seeing the whole room staring back at them. Ste gasped and pushed hard on the door swinging it open and falling in a heap. Cheryl squeaked and stood up straight.

"Um...Hi. This is Ste, his bus broke down so is why he was late" she gestured to Ste to get up and as he did his eyes met Brendan's for the first time, and he looked pissed.

Ste walked over to Brendan and looked up into his eyes tilting his head a little before blinking and holding his hand out "Hi, I'm Ste, I am sorry I'm late" Brendan didn't shake his hand instead he snarled and gestured his head backwards and Ste moved quickly to stand with the others silently apologising.

"Chez, if ye would kindly refrain from chatting with our new recruits about posterior scores, ye have a reception to man do ye not?"

Cheryl swallowed hard and nodded slowly backing out of the room and making a quick exit. Brendan returned to the group who were all sniggering. Brendan finished his de briefing and asked Ste to stay behind. Simon walked behind the watch as they piled out and whispered in Brendan's ear "He's a bit of alright Brendan, and he scored ya ass a nine! Result!"

Brendan scowled at him and he lifted his shoulders before nodding in greeting to Ste. They were left alone and Ste wondered if he'd screwed everything up, he silently cursed himself and watched Brendan stand at the window arms folded and tried in vein not to look at that ohmygod perfect arse Brendan had. Ste was thinking allsorts just looking at it.

"I could have ye done for sexual harassment boy" Brendan drawled in a serious voice knowing the man behind him was looking.

"Wha...hey let's not go nuts here! I haven't done anything!" Ste protested his innocence.

"Ah so scoring a staff member as a 'nine' isn't personal?"

"I take it back, it's a four at most" Ste snapped, what a nightmare Brendan was turning out to be.

Brendan turned then and looked back at Ste with distaste. "Ye turn up late, and then have a converse outside my briefing room about other staff members, and then have the audacity give me lip?"

"Yeah actually" Ste found a new strength "I apologised for being late, and yeah it wasn't the best thing to do on my first day. And by the way, THAT was a private conversation, and you had no rights to listen in on it" Ste shoved his shoulders back to look taller as Brendan rounded up on him.

"I am the CHIEF, which means I can do what the hell I like in my station boy"

"How's about you stop calling me boy and use my proper name huh? Or as CHIEF do you lose the ability to fathom out manners?"

Brendan opened up his mouth to speak when a loud noise engulfed the room, music blasted out of Ste as he felt his phone vibrate in his back pocket. Ste cursed and closed his eyes, could this day get any worse. He reached into his pocket and took his phone in his hand only to have it snatched away by Brendan.

"Confiscated" Brendan drawled turning off the loud Cheryl Cole song and placing the phone in his top pocket.

"Hey! Ya can't do that! We ain't in school yaknow?" Ste sassed up close into Brendan's face and when he didn't flinch Ste backed off again.

"I can see ye will be trying my patience while ye are here" Brendan spoke pivoting on his shoes and made to leave the room.

Ste felt his hands clench by his sides "I want my phone back!"

"And I want a decent recruit, boy. Ain't we both unsatisfied today"

"Ya call me boy one more time and I wont be responsible" Ste had had enough and was ready to pack up and leave than be ruled by a jumped up fire chief, even if he did have a backside he wanted to sink his teeth into. Ste shook that thought from his mind quickly.

"Fine, Steven then, that better?"

"It's Ste, but then again why am I not surprised, you have an inability to get names correct" Ste added and barged past Brendan deciding he could keep his phone, it's not like anyone called him anyway. He pushed the door open hard and left Brendan stood watching the door swing back and forth until it settled closed again.

Ste stomped out and found himself in the garages with the appliances, they were pretty impressive he thought he huffed feeling stressed out. A sweet voice behind him made Ste turn around quickly. Anne was stood there smiling and waving a cigarette at him. "Hiya, you haven't got a light have you?"

Ste shook his head and smiled walking up to her. "I'm Ste, nice to meet ya, I take it you are the other recruit?"

Anne smiled and nodded "Yeah, I am just soo nervous and usually I don't smoke but right now I could really do with it." Ste looked around and noticed the canteen he opened the door and had a look around. Bound to be matches in here he thought and after a good root around found a small box of them. He took them straight to Anne who was still pacing around.

"You'll have to go outside Anne, it's against the law to smoke on a business premises now" Ste warned her.

"Aw come on Ste, I only need a drag or two, I will put it out in that metal drum over there filled with sand." Ste whined and looked around to make sure they were alone, it went against his instincts but Anne did seem stressed out, and a drag or two couldn't hurt. Ste moved closer as she held the cigarette in her mouth. "Just a quick smoke, ok? Promise?"

Anne nodded a promise as Ste took out the match and struck it, the sulphur smell hit through his nostrils as he inhaled a worried breath. Behind them he heard a noise and panicked changing his mind he wafted the match out and threw it smouldering into the metal drum. It was a quick sequence of events then. The drum was alight in seconds, the loud whoosh noise it made engulfed the metal drum, the flames licked high out of it stunning both Anne and Ste as their mouths fell agape in unison at the sight of it.

"Don't flamin panic!" Ste squealed throwing his arms around like wet spaghetti as he looked around for a fire extinguisher. Too late as Brendan came rushing in extinguisher in hand and dousing the flames in seconds. He turned to look at them both stood with eyes widened "We are meant to PREVENT fires not bloody start them!" Brendan spoke exasperated. "Which one of ye is responsible?"

"I am" Ste stepped forward shielding Anne's protests behind his back, Ste folded his arms and held his head high flicking his eyes from Brendan and the smoking drum.

"Jesus, you boy? I might have known"

"It's STE, wow you really have a short attention span, what is it, old age? Or maybe the fumes from all the fires you've put out has melted ya brain" Ste quipped as Anne whispered to Ste to stop it before he got into more trouble.

"I've had a few recruits under me in my time, but ye take the biscuit" Brendan wagged his finger at Ste.

"A few under you? I seriously doubt that, CHIEF" Ste smirked at his own humour "And put that finger down, I don't know where it's been."

Anne crept out from behind Ste and looked between them both raising an eyebrow. "Erm...can I go Chief?"

Brendan nodded slowly keeping eye contact with Ste he moved closer towards him. "I ought to delve out some punishment for ye Steven"

Ste licked his lips and saw Brendan eyeballing him doing so "Yeah? What ya have in mind?" Ste moved closer and felt his heartbeat change.

"How about I have ye scrub my appliance clean?" Brendan replied thickly closing the gap between them "Think ye could manage that without causing fire damage to it?"

Ste grimaced "So that's why you wear a smaller uniform, to look like a tight arse as well as act like one" Ste hummed waiting for a reply. He saw Brendan's facial features now, and realised this man was annoyingly gorgeous.

Brendan settled at the back of Ste's ear and whispered "Funny, Steven. I thought you liked my tight ass in this?"

Ste moved bumping hard into Brendan's shoulder and walked away leaving Brendan seething. He placed the extinguisher away and moved into his office slamming the door behind him. He didn't know why the hell he'd bothered to get out of bed.

He settled at his desk and opened Ste's file looking over the photo of Ste, Brendan tried to repress his feelings about the annoying recruit, and how he drove him to distraction. The station filed once again with a loud noise, this time it was to alert them to a call. Brendan rushed to where the fire appliances were and grappled into to his fire outfit and white helmet. He grabbed the print out for the call and jumped into the front cab of the engine as it raced out through the garage two appliances set off to attend a kitchen fire.

The kitchen was ablaze when they arrived and Ste, Dennis, Anne and Simon all placed on their breathing apparatus and rushed to grab the hose off the fire truck. Brendan was stood calmly giving orders to his crew and Simon was asking the gathered neighbours if they knew the people who owned the property. A Man covered in a thick black charcoal raised a shaky hand to Simon and explained it was his home, and had fallen asleep leaving a chip pan on the stove. Simon knelt down beside him and asked if there was anyone else in the building to which his response was no.

Brendan walked around making sure his new recruits were ok with the task at hand and seemed impressed as Ste took charge of the hose with Dennis and aimed it at the open window. Ste was stood up trying to grapple the intensity of the water coming out of it, so Brendan shook his head and moved to the side of Ste.

"If ye are gonna hold my hose boy ye are gonna need to know how to handle it" Brendan smirked as Ste glanced back at him incredulous. "Get lower!" Brendan moved his arms down to the ground and Ste nodded moving lower and found the hose easier to manoeuvre then. Brendan watched him for a moment angling the water high up to douse the flames, the fire was almost out now and he was suitably impressed and turned to walk away. As Ste stood up to get closer he hadn't noticed a stray rock on the floor and his boot slipped slightly making the hose jolt and swish with the power of the water to the side of him. Brendan yelled out as the crazy water pressure hit the back of him hard sending him for a swan dive, arms out stretched he fell to the ground in a heap.

Dennis and Anne quickly recovered the hose and continued to douse the last remnants of the smouldering kitchen. Ste pulled off his breathing mask and stomped over to Brendan who had now moved to get up. "Are ye purposely here to be a pain in my ass?!" Brendan asked shaking himself of the water.

"Erm,don't get all pissy! Not my fault ya hose is out of control is it?! It was an accident!" Ste held out his hand to help Brendan up and they stood eyeballing each other.

"Accident? Ye ain't kidding, everything about ye is an accident" Brendan snapped and moved away before Ste could answer. he was so angry at Brendan, he hadn't done it on purpose.

Ste stood and watched Brendan as he comforted the owner and gave advice to them, explaining that throwing water on hot oil was dangerous and he was pretty lucky to have got out. Ste calmed as he saw a side to him he finally liked. He was passionate about his job and was also caring. Ste helped put the equipment away and moved to sit in the cab with Anne, Dennis, Nate and Simon. Ste looked at Simon and bit his lip "How long have you worked with Brendan?"

Simon looked back at Ste and smiled "Years, and don't worry,i t could have happened to any of us" Simon grinned but added seriously "He's a good man, it just embarrassed him falling over in a heap like he did"

"Tell me about it, that water pressure is fierce!" Ste replied and giggled at the memory of Brendan flying.

"Brendan is a good man you know?" Simon assured Ste "And if he likes you he will do anything for you"

"Well that's me screwed then" Ste shrugged, he knew Brendan pretty much hated him.

"Not necessarily, just give him time, I mean you have only just arrived Ste" Simon tries to reassure a worried Ste, but he isn't. As they travel back to the station he makes a deal with himself to at least make an effort to be the best recruit that Brendan has ever had.

Anne moves him from his thoughts will a well placed hand on his shoulder. He looks at her and smiles. "Ste I am sorry about earlier, it was my fault the Chief shouted at you"

Ste shook his head "Nah it wasn't, he's already mad with me, and to be honest he is a bit up himself" Anne giggled to herself covering her mouth to drown out the noise when Simon glanced over at her. His eyes were hypnotic though and Anne found her self moving her hand and looking up at him in slow motion. Her breath caught when he smiled and quickly looked away.

"Anne!" Ste whispered nudging her ribs "Did you see that look he gave ya? You lucky girl,he's fit" Ste winked as Anne widened her mouth which morphed into a satisfied grin.

"You think so? I mean wow he is gorgeous, did you see his long hair and the way it brushes over his face?" Anne pretends to swoon making them both laugh and Simon looks back at them smiling again.

Ste looks at her as he stares at Anne "Actually...I'll fight ya for him"

"ERM, I don't bloody think so! I found him first, and besides,I think your eyes lie elsewhere." Anne refused to speak anymore about her outburst leaving Ste to wonder what on earth she meant.

Back at the station Ste removed his fire fighter outfit and he was once again back in his uniform. He was wandering around the station getting a feel for the place when he happened upon an office door. He read over the plaque on the door and mouthed 'Fire Chief-Brendan Brady'. His eyes slanted and mouth scoffed. Ste moved to look through the window noting he wasn't in the office yet and across on the table was his mobile. He wanted it back; it was his property not Brendan's. He tried the door and it clicked open.

Ste leaned backwards glancing his head from side to side to check no one was around, the coast was thankfully clear so he made his way into the office. It was a large room which had a full side of it covered in windows. The desk is what Ste was interested in however, and moved around to grab his phone back; he slid it in his back pocket with a satisfied grin. He moved his eyes to look at the comfy leather chair and bit his lip. He'd never sat in a fire Chiefs chair before and hie was curious. Ste looked back at the door and listened hard, there was no one around so he moved around the mahogany desk and trailed his finger tips across the edge plonking himself down neatly into the chair.

It creaked as he leaned back into the soft leather and swivelled around on it a few times before stopping and chuckling to himself. Ste kicked up his feet and crossed them by the ankles grinning. He mimicked brendan in a off key Irish tone to his voice "Get out of my chair boy!" Ste spoke with his eyes closed wide smile, folded arms close to his chest.

He was surprised by the office door slamming to so loudly he jumped and almost fell off the chair in fright. Brendan was stood there hands on hips, face that looked really really angry. Ste gulped and tried to get up but he was frozen to the spot and his eyes widened when Brendan walked closer throwing his hat down it span on the desk. Ste's eyes watched its movements and then trailed up Brendan's body, the uniform left nothing to the imagination, Ste shuddered.

"Are ye trying to get kicked out of my station?" Brendan asked "That is MY chair"

"What? NO, I was looking for my phone, which by the way, you stole!" Ste managed to get out of the chair and pushed it backwards hitting the wall with a thump. "Here old man, better park that tired body down"

"Ye seem to forget who's in charge boy"

Ste walked up to Brendan and stood close enough to feel his breath tickle down his face "Oh my god. You did it again, my name is Ste yeah? Say it...go on say my fucking name"

"STEVEN, your name is Steven. I read your report"

"You can read too, what do you want an encore?" Ste bit back and his heart raced inside his chest. This man infuriated him, but at the same time he couldn't help notice his every curve, and that moustache, he wanted to trace his fingers through it, Ste blinked back into the room. What was wrong with him?

"Ye had a good look?" Brendan smirked at Ste who swallowed and suddenly backed off "Steven?"

"I erm...I have to go and find...um Anne!" Ste moved and tried to open the office door, Brendan was there faster and held his hand up shutting the door again. Brendan stood behind Ste looking at him and he felt goose bumps crawl up his body like hot sparks. Ste glanced back and up slowly locking their gaze. "Why the rush Steven?"

"Cause...I have to get to the training yard"

Ste made a small whimper flicking his eyes from Brendan's slightly moist parted lips to his blue eyes. Ste's eye lids fluttered and Brendan hitched a small but noticeable breath watching them. "Are you gonna let me go Brendan?"

"Chief to ye" Brendan kept his eyes swimming into Ste's as he moved back to allow him to leave his office "Try not to blow up my station out there eh?"

"Whatever, CHIEF" Ste sassed and opened the door with a flick of his wrist. The door closed and Ste leaned up against it and closed his eyes. He looked around and pushed off the wall heading to join the others.

Inside his office, Brendan held his hand up to the door frame and sighed heavy, what had made Steven suddenly go from yelling at him to shy and quiet. Brendan sat down in his chair and span it around to look out of the window. He watched Ste walk out and join the others in the training yard.

So what d'ya all think? Should I continue this story or not? Please review and let me know :D xx