Title: Not in Love (PxR One shot) Characters (main): Pogue Parry (Actor Taylor Kitsch) and Reid Garwin (Actor Toby Hemingway)
Movie: The Covenant (2006) Rating: Contains mature matter for 18yrs
Starting at 3 out of 4 is where you should worry about the sexual inuendo's and such.. Don't blame me if it disturbs you, just stop reading and leave if you have to..
Based from the Song: Not in Love by Crystal Castles, Featuring Robert Smith. An original Fanfic by SharRayneSparrow22 CHARACTERS (and song Title) ARE NOT MiNE.

Not In Love 1/4 START~

Pogue Parry, the second eldest son of the covenant lay restless on the couch inside the living room of a cabin his family had rent for him to make use of when he did not want to drive his Ducati home for the holidays. Hands on the couch pillow beneath him supported his head, his tired eyes leveling with the images pinned to the back of the back door a few feet from the couch. He had made a small collage of their school pictures and of all places put them there. Which one didn't seem to look a part of the group? Reid Garwin. The blonde didn't need a picture to be remembered. Nor would he need the identification to be known around Salem.

The younger male was on his way to the address Pogue had given only him, speeding in his roommate's yellow hummer through slow traffic. Pogue and Reid had decided to hang out Christmas Eve, leaving Tyler and Caleb to themselves. The covenant was always a unit with all four of the brothers. But they chose to separate for the night, and then meet up on Christmas morning. It was something they had not done, but the eldest brother Caleb figured that it would be the best for them to find a way of getting along without him having to separate any fights that would ruin the holiday.

Reid's foot pressed the acceleration pedal to the ground, not having much more patience. Reid felt so weak with his limited strength of the power they all possessed. Upon his ascension he knew he would feel better. But he could not control who he would become after. His brothers knew how selfish he always was, no matter how long he stayed close to them and kept his pact with them. They all knew he wanted more power and would eventually break the promises he hardly kept. More so than chase, they would never know.

As Reid pulled into the driveway, Pogue stared at the picture of his said friend, lost in thoughts he could not explain. As soon as he began to think of Reid in unexplainable ways, he felt his brother's presence from outside the cabin. Reid was having the small problem in the parking space where he sat in the hummer, suddenly feeling that this would be awkward as soon as he could sense Pogue's energy from inside the cabin. His stomach tightened, his eyes fixed on the numbers on the door outside before him that matched those scratched in pen on the paper on the hummer's dash. "Shit… Am I-Nervous?"

Nothing was going to happen. They would probably just watch some lame movie and drink some cheap beers. With that he shrugged lightly and he threw himself out of the car, pulling his bag from the passenger seat with him. He decided that everything would be fine as soon as he got distracted and would deal with whatever happened. Knowing Pogue, he doubts that it will be anything but boring.

Sensing that Pogue was at ease inside, and knowing that the older male would have no problem unless he made it more abrupt than he meant to; Reid burst through his friend's door. Finding the brunette on the couch at the center of the wall at the far corner of the dimly lit front room, his heart sunk to the sight of Pogue's exposed upper body tensing to the sudden appearance of him in his doorway. Pogue sat up swiftly, meeting the blonde's startled gaze. Who was more surprised? The reaction resulted with Reid looking just as much a deer in a car's headlights as Pogue.

"-the hell, Reid!" Pogue sat on the edge of the center of the couch, his arms rippling as his hands clenched the bottom rim of the couch cushions. Cold air flooded the cabin, reaching Pogue within seconds. His smooth pink pecks became taught to the sudden contrast in the air, his body giving a light shiver as he stared at the blonde in his doorway. "What? Me-Knock? Nah, that's too much work."

Reid smiled his mischievous, almost childish grin, tossing his bag onto the nearby table outside of the small kitchen, shutting the door loudly behind him. "Right.. whatever, man.." Pogue sighed with a forgiving smile, standing from the couch now to walk across the room and meet his friend.

That's what was so cool about Pogue. You could do anything and he wouldn't care. If they ever got to the point of fighting, Caleb would break it up. But Reid hardly ever dared to start something with Pogue, knowing that he wouldn't be able to finish it. If anything, his beef was always with Caleb. Reid went to the table where he had tossed his bag, opening it to grab some more comfortable clothes that he could switch into after a hot shower. Pogue came up beside him, slapping a firm hand on the blonde's back and leaned in to see what Reid was getting from his bag. "You gonna shower, man?"Did he really have to ask? Pogue knew Reid. He didn't have to be roommate's with him to know him. The younger male did whatever he wanted to. He wondered how Tyler put up with it.

Just before Reid turned to look for the bathroom, their eyes met. Reid's face lighting with a cheeky smile, he looked at Pogue as though he already knew he would get what he wanted whether he asked or not. Pogue smiled, pointing the direction to the bathroom to his friend before going into the kitchen. "Enjoy. You want a beer when you get out, man?" He called from over the open fridge door to Reid whom was halfway down the hall then. Reid ignored, not wanting a beer now. Nor would he want one later if it wasn't his favorite. He was always picky like that. But he knew Pogue wouldn't mind whether he wanted one or not.

Pogue returned to his spot on the couch, nuzzling his back in the corner on a small pillow with his legs stretched across the two empty seats of the couch, popping open his beer and taking a steady stream of gulps with his head tilt back. In the shower, Reid almost wanted to stay in there all night. He didn't know what he felt more: Nervousness or Anxiousness. To be nervous would be ridiculous. He should feel comfortable around his friend. To be anxious would make more sense. He didn't want to be here, but damn was it a nice cabin.

Pogue sighed as the beer settled in his stomach, not caring that it was empty of food. He needed more than five beers to get him buzzed, and that was because of his size. Being the gentleman he was, he left a cold beer on the coffee table in front of him for Reid. He almost didn't want Reid to get out of the shower. He felt a form of anxiety rise in his chest, his eyes searching the room for anything to distract him from calling the whole thing off. His intuitions gave him reason to believe that Reid felt the same. They both shared the same method of calming themselves: bottling up their emotions and hiding behind rough, demeaning exterior expressions. Being swimmers, their bodies were stiff of muscle that helped keep up their guard, not looking the least bit weak or emotional.

But if you stared long enough, connected the built chest to a softened face, it would surely give them away.

END 1/4 {T.B.C.}

A/N: Now let me know what you think! That means review comments, people! What will happen on this odd Christmas eve-evening? Tell me! Please and thank you, sooo much!