Title: The Way Young Lovers Do

Pairing: Petey/Ronnie

Disclaimer: I don't own Remember the Titans or the characters from it! Title taken from the Jeff Buckley song with the same name, so not mine!

Warnings: soft lemon, slash, hand job

A/N: I don't really know too much about broadcasting, but I tried =)

"Okay so have chapter thirteen read by Monday and enjoy your weekend," Petey Jones called out to his eleventh grade English class, running for the door. Petey had been teaching at T.C Williams High School for the past five years and he loved it. He and his fellow Titan teammates had left a legacy at the school that had most of his students looking up to him. Not only did he like the admiration and respect he got from his students, but just being able to inspire and educate the new generation at his old school meant a lot to him.

Petey stuffed his papers into his messenger bag and grabbed his coat to leave. The good thing about Friday's was that it was rare a student ever wanted to stay behind for extra help, so he was able to go home early. Petey locked his room door and headed towards the teacher's parking area, saying bye to his co-workers along the way.

"Petey!" Petey turned around toward the voice. "I know you weren't about to just up and leave without sayin' bye to me!" the blond scowled jokingly.

Petey laughed. "Sorry Alan, just in a rush to get home." Alan taught a physical education class at the school and also served as an assistant football coach.

Alan smirked at Petey. "I forgot you have someone waitin' for you when you get home, must be nice man."

"I'll admit I have it good, but havin' a different woman in your bed every week don't sound too bad either."

Alan just smiled to himself. "What can I say, can't keep the ladies off me."

"Whatever man, I'll see you Monday," Petey chuckled, shaking his head at his co-worker and friend.

"Bye Petey, and remember, always stretch before starting anything strenuous, wouldn't want you to have to end the night early!" Alan called out to Petey's back, the man already retreating. Petey just shook his head and threw up a hand in acknowledgement, not bothering to turn around.

Once he reached the parking lot he pulled out his cell phone and hit the speed dial button. After two rings the phone was answered.

"I've been thinking about doing naughty things to you all day," Petey smirked into his phone.

"Hey to you too," the voice on the other end said with a chuckle.

"What time are you coming over?" The other end of the phone remained quiet. "Babe?" Petey prompted.

"About that…."

"No, don't bail on me again! Damn it Sunshine, this will be the fourth night in a row you promised you were going to come over and didn't," Petey complained with his trademark fieriness.

"It's not like I don't want to be with you tonight, like you said it's been four nights, but it's really important I be at work. Trent said that if I come in for the morning broadcast and go out in the field at night, I might actually get to report a story soon. You know how important it is for me to be on television! I could be Alexandria's next big broadcaster, and don't you want that for me Petey?"

"I want to spend time with my boyfriend, and get laid," Petey mumbled, digging his keys out of his pockets and opening the door to his '75 chevy with more force than necessary.

Ronnie Bass let out a sigh. "I know I keep letting you down, but believe me when I say it's really hurting me to do so. I feel like shit Petey and I would appreciate it if you would tell me that me wanting to better my career is okay, and that you still love me."

Now it was Petey's turn to sigh. "Of course I still love you. It's because I love you I want to spend more time with you."

"How about I try extra hard to be out of here by ten, ten-thirty tops?"

"Ok, I'll just grade some papers until you come," Petey said defeated.

"Thanks babe, I love you."

"Love you too." Petey waited a few moments after the dial tone and hung up the phone. He placed his head on the steering wheel and closed his eyes. Logically he knew Ronnie had to work and was happy at the thought of Ronnie finally living out his dream of being on television, but the selfish side of Petey was angry and wanted his boyfriend. After several minutes had passed, Petey cranked up his car and peeled out the parking lot, toward his house that would just be holding him tonight.

* * *

It was eight o'clock and Ronnie was running on empty. He had been at the news station since eight that morning, and wanted nothing more than to be curled up next to his boyfriend, sleeping.

"Bass!" a deep voice shouted.

Ronnie looked up into the face of his supervisor Trent Garrison. "Trent?"

"We're about to leave to talk to the Reginald woman about the supposed brothel she has running out of her house, you ready to go?" asked Trent.

"Yeah, I'm ready to go." Ronnie got up and grabbed his coat, happy to be leaving the office. He followed Trent to the company van, quickly looking the man up and down. Trent was tall and slender, much like himself, but lacked the muscle Ronnie had. Had Ronnie been single, the man's light blue eyes and thick, dark hair would have been a turn on, but seeing as how he was very much in love with Petey, Trent only served to remind him how he was not with his boyfriend right now.

"You excited?" Trent questioned with a quick look over his shoulder.

The brothel they were going to was probably nothing more than some old woman housing a few out of control young girls. Him in his lover's king sized bed sounded like a much better story, that he would be really happy to report on. "Yeah, I'm stoked."

Ronnie followed Trent out to the van, where he was greeted by two of his other co-workers, Alice and Ryan. Alice was new to the team like Ronnie and eager to put in the extra time to make it to the top. She was short and fiery, and her constant stream of witty remarks reminded him of Petey. Overall Ronnie really liked Alice. Ryan was more reserved, but a nice guy. Ronnie didn't see Ryan being part of the team much longer because he could already tell the man was getting tired of their crazy schedule.

"Oh, I forgot my jacket inside, tell them I'll be back in a second," said Trent, heading back to the office. Ronnie nodded an okay and kept walking to were his co-workers were standing.

"Sunshine!" Alice greeted him. The first day he arrived at the Alexandria news station, the sports broadcaster had asked him if he was the Ronnie Bass that had played for the '71 Titans. Ronnie had said yes, and proceeded to talk about his time with the team, and even his nickname "Sunshine" Petey had given him. He now knew to answer questions with a simple yes or no.

"Common Alice, you know it bugs me when you call me that," Ronnie reminded his friend.

"I forgot, only Petey is allowed to call you that," Alice teased softly, leaning into Ronnie so Ryan wouldn't over hear them. Alice was also from California and a very open minded person, so she was the only person in the office that new he was gay.

Ronnie rolled his eyes and turned to Ryan. "Hey man."

"Hey," Ryan said, his mouth still wrapped around the cigarette he was smoking.

"You know those things cause cancer right?" said Alice, mainly trying to get a rise out of the man. Ryan just inhaled deeply and blew a long line of smoke right in Alice's face.

"I guess we're both fucked now, huh?" he smirked and went back to his cigarette. Ronnie just laughed at his antics while Alice flicked him the bird.

"Damn dick, I thought all Southerners had some fucking manners," she mumbled. At that moment Trent showed up with his jacket and the team started to migrate to the van. Ronnie and Alice climbed in the backseat, while Ryan rode shotgun, and Trent drove.

"This should be a pretty interesting night," Alice commented, buckling her seatbelt.

"Why, you act like running a prostitution ring out of your house is so weird," Ryan replied.

"Well maybe not for ya'll folks down in back woods Mississippi, but where I'm from, yes it's a little weird," said Alice, using her best Southern accent.

"I swear the company hired children," laughed Trent.

"Whatever, he started it," Alice glared at Ryan. Ronnie just laughed at how the two were acting. To everyone but them, it was obvious the two liked each other, but instead of being adults, the two acted like five year olds with a crush.

Ronnie closed his eyes and let his thoughts drift to Petey. He thought about the day they had decided to come out to their friends. Ronnie laughed to himself as he thought of how Petey had acted that day. It was Superbowl Sunday and Julius was having a cookout at his house. The Titans had all graduated seven years prior, but still got together on the occasional holiday.

Flashback

"Are you sure we should do this today? I mean, I'm sure the guys know, seeing as how we show up to everything together, and vacation together, and then there was that time at Christmas-"

"Petey," Ronnie cut his lover off, "We owe it to ourselves and our friends to tell them we're together. You love me, don't you, so what's so wrong with sharing that with our friends?"

Damn Ronnie! All he had to do was question Petey's love for him and he could get the man to do just about anything, and Ronnie knew that.

"Ok, we'll tell the guys!" Petey huffed in frustration. The two walked towards Julius's backyard, Petey several steps behind. Once Ronnie reached the gate and was about to open it, he looked back to see Petey still behind him.

"Oh my god, just come on," Ronnie rolled his eyes and grabbed Petey, pulling the man into the backyard.

"Hey man what's up?" Big Blue greeted, throwing up a hand at Petey.

Petey jerked his head up in acknowledgement and gave a stiff, "Hey man." Blue looked at him confused, leaving his hand in the air as if to say 'you gonna just leave me hangin?'

"What's wrong with him?" Blue asked to Ronnie, as both men watched Petey retreat into the crowd of people, barely talking to anyone. "We can normally tell he's coming a mile away."

"He just has a lot on his mind," Ronnie responded.

"Well I have some ribs on my mind, so I'll see you later man," Blue gave Ronnie a quick nudge on the arm and left.

Ronnie walked further into the back yard, saying hey to all his friends. He talked to Gerry a minute about his training for the Olympics and Rev about his trip to Africa where he helped set up mission schools. Ronnie had just finished half listening to Julius talk about the new improvements he had done to the backyard, when he remembered what Petey and he had planned.

"Have you seen Petey?" Ronnie asked Alan as he walked by.

"I saw him go in the bathroom awhile ago. I think he might be sick or something."

"Excuse me," Ronnie said to Alan and Julius, and headed for the bathroom. Ronnie gently knocked on the bathroom door, calling out to his boyfriend. "Petey, are you okay in there?"

Immediately Petey opened the door and pulled Ronnie into the small bathroom. "I thought I could do this but I can't, I'm sorry." Petey said quickly, his arms wrapped around Ronnie.

Ronnie sighed and rubbed Petey's back. "It's okay. I knew this was going to be harder for you then me. Hell the guys all knew I liked men the first day they met me. It's just, we have been together close to eight years, and I wish we could be public at least around friends, but I would never force you to do anything."

Petey pulled back to look at his boyfriend. "I love you."

"I know," Ronnie smiled. Petey moved his arms to Ronnie's neck and brought the man closer to him, until his lips met Ronnie's. Ronnie kissed back slowly, making sure to suck on Petey's bottom lips every now and again because he knew how much he loved it. Petey gripped Ronnie's hair and shifted their bodies so that Ronnie's ass was pressed into the sink.

"Up." Petey commanded, lifting Ronnie up and placing him on the sink himself when his lover didn't respond fast enough. Ronnie was about to comment on Petey's sudden neediness, but forgot when he felt full lips assaulting his neck and collarbone.

"Fuck," Ronnie hissed as Petey bit down at the base of his neck.

"Plannin' on it," Petey replied cockily. Ronnie grasped at the bottom of Petey's shirt and pulled it over his head. He took a moment to look at the man in front of him. Petey was perfection. His chiseled chest heaved up and down as he tried to catch his breath. Golden brown skin was pulled tight over a perfect six pack, and Petey's arms looked like they had been cut from the best marble. Ronnie was happy and jealous his lover was able to keep his football body even almost a decade after they had graduated.

Ronnie was brought back to the moment by a firm grip on his crotch. "I guess I'm going to have to try harder to keep your attention." Petey said huskily.

"Just thinking' about you babe," Ronnie replied, his eyes rolling back in his head at the feeling of Petey massaging him through his shorts.

"Good." Petey stopped long enough to unbuckle Ronnie's pants and reach into them, "look what I found," Petey smirked. Ronnie hissed at having his boyfriend's large hands finally on him. Ronnie waited until Petey worked up a rhythm stroking him to pull the man into a deep kiss.

After only a few rough strokes Ronnie could already feel the heat pooling in his stomach. Under any other circumstance he would have been embarrassed, but he was with the man of his dreams, and Petey could always cause his body to react quickly.

"I'm so fucking close baby," Ronnie whined, slamming his head against the mirror behind him. The muscles in Petey's arms were jumping from the quick pace of his pumps and it was turning Ronnie the fuck on. "Just a little faster!" he begged, his body beginning to tense.

"Come for me, let it go baby," Petey whispered hot in Ronnie's ear. Ronnie keened, he was so damn close!

"Man, what is-- what the fuck?"

"Fuck!" Ronnie shouted and came hard inbetween Petey and himself. He closed his eyes, letting his orgasm ride through him.

"What the fuck!" the surprised shout brought him out of his post-coital high and he looked to his left to see a shocked Alan standing next to his lover who was currently burying his face in come covered hands.

"Really guys? Really?" Alan shouted.

"Alan, I can explain," Petey started, glancing nervously at his friend.

"I've been waitin' on this god damn bathroom for fifteen minutes and ya'll are in here fucking like teenagers! Why didn't ya'll just fuck in the closet like at Christmas?"

"What?" Petey asked incredulously. Alan had just walked in on them, and he was pissed about having to wait for the bathroom?

"What, you thought I was upset about you two? Shit, the team takes bets each time we meet on whether it will be the time ya'll finally go public. Which reminds me I owe Gary ten bucks…. Thanks a lot!" By this time Ronnie had buttoned up his pants, and Alan was pushing the two out of the bathroom. "Why couldn't ya'll have come out at New Year's?" Alan grumbled, slamming the door in the lover's faces.

"What the fuck just happened?" Petey asked, come still on his hands and his shirt still in the bathroom. Ronnie just took in his boyfriend's appearance and laughed, leaving Petey to scowl adorably.

End of Flashback

Ronnie opened his eyes and looked out the window. The team had arrived to the "madam's" house.

"Sweet dreams, sleeping beauty?" asked Alice.

"Very," Ronnie responded, unbuckling his seat belt and getting out of the van. The four silently grabbed the equipment from the back of the van and proceeded up the driveway to the front door. Trent looked at Ryan to make sure he had the camera ready, then rang the doorbell.

"Oh ya'll made it!" Ronnie looked at the old woman in front of him, hugging Trent like he was a long lost friend. Ms. Reginald was little, and looked fragile, but scrappy at the same time. Her hair was dyed a bright orange and sat high on her head. Even though it was evening time, she was dressed up in a black cat suit with bright pink and orange jewelry to accessorize. The most eccentric thing about her was probably her clownish make-up and long, hot pink nails. Ronnie had to admit, the woman was a character.

"I'm glad you agreed to an interview," Trent said politely.

"I'm glad ya'll agreed to stop by so late darling," Ms. Reginald purred, ushering the team in.

For the next two and a half hours the four listened to stories of Ms. Reginald's youth, her six marriages, how she had been a prostitute, then about how she took in her girls- all of which was not remotely interesting to Ronnie. The blond was just about to nod off when he heard Trent thank her for her time and call out for Ryan to pack up the camera.

Once they were outside Trent turned to look at Ronnie and asked, "So, how did you like your first time out in the field?"

Ronnie forced a smile, "It was great." Trent smiled back and walked around to driver's side.

"I wanted to kill myself, twice," Alice whispered in Ronnie's ear before she climbed into the van.

"Me too," Ronnie whispered to himself. "Me too."

* * *

"Petey?" Ronnie called out. He kicked off his shoes and threw his messenger bag down on the floor. "Petey?" Ronnie called again, moving through the house to find his boyfriend. He went into the living room to find papers everywhere but no sign of Petey.

"I'm not that late babe, we still have plenty of night left," Ronnie tempted. He made his way to the bedroom and found Petey passed out on the bed, his work clothes still on. Ronnie couldn't help but smile. Petey was notorious for taking cat naps in order to stay up later at night. Too bad his lover decided to clock out before midnight.

Ronnie sighed and pulled off his tie, then his shirt and pants, until he was left only in his boxers. He walked over to Petey and shimmied the man out of his trousers. The blond curled up behind his boyfriend, wrapping an arm across Petey's stomach.

"Your home," Petey said, sleep heavy in his voice.

"I promised I would be," Ronnie responded, placing a kiss on Petey's shoulder.

"I expect sex tomorrow."

Ronnie just laughed. "Of course." He snuggled closer to Petey, and let his lover's heartbeat lull him to sleep.

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