Syed and Christian as always!! This is based very very loosely on a spoiler but most of it indeed 95 % is just my fantasy!! This is a happier one, I have got a much sadder one in mind to write soon.

The reunion

Part 1

Syed headed home across the Square to their new flat. He and Amira had moved in a week ago to the small upstairs one-bedroom flat. As he walked up the stairs towards the flat, he could hear music playing and guessed that Christian must be back round doing some more painting. He had offered to help out with decoration and Amira had immediately said yes without checking with Syed. It was bad enough that their flat was only 2 doors down from Christian's without him helping them out. Syed needed to try and keep a distance between them.

The door was ajar so he went on in. Christian was painting the main room and was standing on a step-ladder. He obviously hadn't heard Syed walk in and he was singing along to a song on the radio. He had got warm painting and had flung his t-shirt on the back of a chair. Syed could see the muscles rippling in his back as he painted and it brought back memories of the last time he had seen Christian like that. He quickly tried to put those thoughts out of his mind and putting his keys down loudly on the table called out "hi".

Christian turned around in surprise.

"Oh hello Syed, I didn't hear you come in."

"How's it going?"

"Yes this is the second coat now and then this room is finished."

"I really appreciate all of this Christian. We really should give you something for your time, I mean if we had to pay someone to do this they would charge a lot."

Christian had come down the ladder as he finished speaking and he put down the brush and turned to face him.

"Don't be silly, I'm happy to help out. What are friends for?"

Syed was finding it hard to concentrate with Christian half-dressed standing in front of him so he headed off into the kitchen and make them some drinks. He could hear Christian getting back to work again and he was glad. At least when he was finished, he wouldn't have him so close again. When Syed had made their drinks, he sat down at the table and did some finances on the laptop for work. He was busy concentrating and didn't realise that the music had stopped until Christian startled him suddenly close behind him saying "well that's me finished then."

Syed stood up and wandered around the room. He had done a really good job and it looked great. Christian started to clear up the sheet covering the floor but Syed stopped him "look it's fine I'll clear up Christian. You've done more than enough. It looks great and now all we need to do is empty all the boxes and put things away. Mind you most of the stuff is Amira's."

Christian laughed "why am I not surprised?"

He went to the sink and started washing his hands and he splashed water over his face to clean it. When he turned round, he grabbed the towel and dried himself off. Syed was watching and could see a few drops of water running down onto Christian's chest and he felt like he was hypnotized and couldn't take his eyes off the trails wishing his hands could be doing the same. He looked up suddenly aware that Christian had gone quiet and he was looking hard at him. Syed swallowed trying to think of something to say "you've still got paint on you" and he gestured helplessly towards his chest where some paint had indeed landed. Christian looked down and smiled "I'll get it off when I get home. Unless of course you are offering to let me shower here." The meaning was clear.

"Well of course you can use the shower here if you need to but ……….."

He didn't finish as Christian had come right up to him "or perhaps you could come in with me and help me wash it off." Christian said this last bit so seductively and softly that Syed felt his whole body tremble. He was lost for words. Christian moved closer again, he was so close that Syed could have touched him if he tried. He was suddenly finding it hard to breathe and felt trapped. In front of him was Christian and any further back and his back would be against the door. Their eyes met.

"Tell me what you're thinking Sy." Syed shivered again when he heard Christian call him that.

"Nothing" his eyes looked over Christian's shoulder trying to find some way out.

"Liar your eyes give you away."

"Oh so what do my eyes say then?"

"You really want to know?"

"Yes I do."

"That you want me as much as I want you. That since you have come in this room today you can't keep your eyes off me and you're having trouble concentrating. How much you want to share a shower with me right now."

"Christian what is this? You know I'm married and we're trying for a baby and …….."

"Yes and you're really happy right? No I only need to look at you to see how unhappy you are and how sad you have been since your marriage. It's like looking at my reflection sometimes. You look like someone living a nightmare."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"I hate seeing you so unhappy Sy. You know how I feel about you and I know you still feel the same way. Why fight it?"

"It's wrong that's why."

"Not that again. How can it be wrong when it feels so right?"

Syed was quiet and their eyes met again. Christian moved in closer and stroked his hand down Syed's cheek "I miss you so much Sy all the time."

"Don't please…" Syed stopped as Christian had moved his hand and was rubbing his lip. He tried to move but his back hit the door and there was no further to go. He closed his eyes tightly to try and ward off the feelings that Christian was making him feel but then suddenly he felt soft warm lips touch his gently. They shared a gentle kiss like their very first one and then Christian pulled back.

"Tell me Sy did that feel wrong?"

Syed tried to move him out the way to get past but Christian's arms shot out and held him still against the door.

"Just answer me please. Look at me and tell me that felt wrong."

Syed looked up at him and felt his eyes water with tears. He tried to say it.

"It is wrong for me you know that."

"That wasn't the question, did it feel wrong?"

"No." A tear slid down his face. Christian sighed and rubbed it away "why do this to yourself? Be honest to yourself and take what you want."

"You mean you?"

"If that's what you want yes." Christian replied with a slight smirk. He kissed gently up the side of Syed's face and up around the back of his ear moving his hair out of the way where he was really sensitive. Syed's head went back and Christian trailed feather kisses across his neck. He looked up at Syed and could see that his eyes were closed again and his breathing had quickened. He kissed him on the lips again and after a short gentle kiss, suddenly Syed's arms grabbed tight around his waist and pulled him in close. The kiss deepened and Christian pushed his tongue in and was granted access and they swirled around each other exploring each others' mouths with intensity. After a few minutes the two men broke apart. The only sound in the room was their heavy breathing and Christian took hold of Syed's hand "come and shower with me." His meaning was clear and Syed nodded and followed him into the bathroom.