Choosing a Conner
ROSEANNE

Pairing: David x D.J

"Where are you going?" David questioned, glancing up from the TV as he saw Darlene grab her coat.

"I'd tell you, but its none of your business." Darlene muttered in response with a fake smile before walking out the door. David was used to this treatment by now but sighed.

"Wow. She's got you trained." David looked over his shoulder to see D.J standing at the bottom of the stairway, looking smug, with his arms crossed over his shoulder. David frowned.

"No, she doesn't." He muttered pushing himself off the couch. He knew that was a lie. Darlene did treat him like he was her...well, her bitch, but that didn't mean he'd admit it. He had some pride after all.

"Yeah, right." D.J snorted, following David as he walked out of the living room and through the kitchen towards his room in the basement. "Come on, David. Admit it."

"Leave me alone, D.J," David said pulling open his door and trying to close it before D.J could enter, but failing. "What do you want?" David questioned with a sigh as D.J slipped past him.

"Oh, nothing, David, dear," D.J mocked and David turned to face him with a wary look, running a hand through his hair. He really just wanted to be alone right now. Maybe take a nap. Draw something. "Seriously, David..." D.J muttered all amusement in his face gone as he kicked the door closed, but keeping his gaze on David.

"W-What?" David asked uncomfortable with the sudden seriousness.

D.J looked David up and down, slowly, appraising him. David shifted as the younger's gaze roamed, he shivered when D.J's eyes landed back on his face and their eyes locked. "You're her bitch."

The words echoed in David's mind. Slowly, his eyes narrowed and he almost growled. He knew D.J was right. He'd thought the same thing just moments ago, but no one needed to say it. Especially in that serious, no kidding way. In that way that he couldn't possibly play it off as if the other was joking. He couldn't possibly laugh it off.

"Shut up, D.J." Even he was surprised by the firmness in his voice. He almost apologized when he saw D.J's eyes widen and his mouth gap slightly, but before he could D.J's expression had changed completely. From shocked to amused, smug even. The right corner of his lip turned upward slightly in a smirk, his eyes returning to their normal size.

"Maybe you should use that backbone with Darlene." D.J said taking a step towards David so they were close enough to touch if either one of them moved a single inch. With D.J so closse David had to tilt his head up slightly to look at D.J's face. The boy had hit his growth spurt about a year ago now and was slightly taller than David.

"You don't know what you're talking about, D.J." David said. "Darlene and I are fine." He lowered his gaze to the others chest and didn't notice D.J's eyes narrow as he spoke. "We work together. Sure she's a bit demanding and cynical, but I...I lov-" He was cut off by a pair of soft, slightly moist lips smashing against his. His body tensed. He was unable to move as D.J's lips moved against his. He should push him away, he thought. He had to stop him, this was wrong. But when he felt D.J's tongue graze his bottom lip he gasped. And when D.J sucked David's lip into his mouth, David couldn't think.

He lifted his hands and fisted D.J's black t-shirt pulling him closer. God, who knew D.J was so amazing with his tongue. D.J wrapped his arms around David then, encouraged by the artist were so close to each other now. Their body's rubbed against each other and David moaned into D.J's mouth, which only gave the younger more confidence and he lowered his hands to grip David's ass. David's hip snapped forward in surprise and he let out something between a yelp and a whimper, pulling his lips away from D.J's.

"Stop," He said breathlessly, still holding steady to D.J's shirt. Afraid that if he let go his knees would go out from under him. "Fuck, D.J," He muttered trying to get his thoughts in order when all he could think was that was the best kiss of my life!

And D.J seemed to know that. He smirked, he'd been doing that a lot today, David noticed. "Like that?"

The blush covered David's cheeks, his ears, and went down his neck. He had liked it. A lot. A lot more than any kiss he'd shared with anyone else. Including Darlene. That's when it clicked and his eyes widened.

I just made out with my girlfriends little brother!

"Dar-Darlene!" He protested, looking straight into D.J's eyes as he pushed himself away from the boy, pushing the boy against the door as he did so.

"No." The younger glared. "D.J." He said taking a step closer to David, only for the artist to take one back.

"D.J..." David muttered as D.J took another step and then another, until the back of David's legs touched the bed. "I'm...D.J, I'm your sisters boyfriend..."

"I don't care about that, David," D.J said taking another step towards David so they were in arms length.

"I do!" David protested and D.J lifted his hand to touch him. He flinched away. "I love her." He said and D.J's hand stopped in mid air.

"You...You love her?" D.J muttered his face coated in disbelief as he placed his hand on David's shoulder. His grip tight. "She treats you like crap!" He yelled, glaring at David.

David gulped. He'd never seen D.J this mad before."She's just hard to get along with!"

"No! She's a bitch!" D.J snapped and David looked down shifting uncomfortably and trying to subtly get out of D.J's grip. D.J noticed and sighed, letting go. "You deserve better than that."

David glared at this. Where the hell did this brat get off saying things like that? "And according to who do I deserve? You?"

D.J stared at him for a moment, but didn't answer. He just shook his head, frowning and suddenly David could see sad desperateness in D.J's eyes. The boy looked almost lovesick...

"Deej?" He mumbled softly, questioningly, but the boy didn't respond. He just turned and left. David dropped to his bed. He couldn't believe it...

I just made out with my girlfriends little brother...and I loved every fucking minute of it.


A/N: Wow...lots of "D"s in this...