Hey guys, sorry for any spelling mistakes ect it was very late. So i didn't want anyone forgetting how this all started. Yah ive changed the story a bit and will be changing it further with an exciting twist next but yeah..Read and review 3 xxx

Ste dragged his feet heavily as he entered chezchez . The kids had managed to keep him up almost all of the night but Brendan had insisted that he came to work early.

'Big night tonight Steven , gotta get ready'

Ste managed to make it to the bar before his energy gave out , he slouched forward crossed his arms in front and rested his head on top of them. He heard something but didn't have the energy to lift his head instead he peered through his eyelashes like a naughty child.

'Not slacking are we ,Steven'

Brendan was stood inches away from him he jumped and stood up straight staring him in the eye.

'Erm..no im just..im'

Brendan laughed darkly at the effect he made on the lad, loved knowing he was scared of him. It made him feel strong like he was worth something.

'nah , sorreh Brendun right but our Leah kept us awake all night dint she an-'

'Just get to work'Despite how much he loved stevens accent he didn't want to hear about his kids when he missed his own so much. Eileen had taken them away from him 3 months ago and was now refusing to visit. He believed they were safer without him but every kid needs a dad and every dad needs to see his kids.

'Erm yeah sorreh'

ste made his way down to the cellar to collect a crate. He could see Brendan was in a bad mood and didnt fancy making it worse. When he returned he found him sat at the bar on a stool clenching a glass of whisky. Ste had noticed this is something Brendan did whenever he was angry or upset. He was on the phone and obviously hadn't notices Ste's advance.

'Yes Eileen i know but i need to see them please..i..I'll do anything . They're my boys please...I will get the money i will just give me time okay...I have changed but i can't just magic money from..please just bring them to see me please..dont hangup dont...DAMIT!'

ste jumped which shooke the bottles in his crate, Brendan turned to look at him sluged down another glass of whisky then poored another not taking his eyes from ste's.

'Bit early init boss?'

Ste was trying to lighten the mood , it obviouslty didn't work.

'Shutup Steven just shutup.'

'alright, alright i wah just jokin'

Brendan didn't reply instead he removed his gaze from Stevens eyes to the glass in front of him and swirled the brown liquid inside it in circles. Ste bent down to fill the fridge with the contents of the crate, his eyes hurt from a sleepless night and Brendan's bad mood was going to make this day 10X longer.

Brendan couldn't help looking at he boys arse as he bent down, it was like his eyes were betraying him forcing him to look when he didn't want to. He flicked them away quickly when Steven turned around.

'right that was the only crate what else do you want me to do'

' '

Steven groaned and made his way to the store cupboard, he grabbed the mop and went to fill the bucket up in the toilets. Brendans' legs walked after him like he wasn't controlling his own actions .He stood behind Steven far closer than needed. Stes actions stilled and he turned to see Brendan one hand an the side next to the sink and his head hung low between his shoulders.

'erm..you okay Brendan?'

Brendan lifted his head and looked at Steven , the corner of his lip lifting ever so slightly.

'I'm sorry for being so moody with yeh Steven. It's just im missing my kids.'

'No , it's fine Bren i understand if that wah me id be-

'Bren?'

'yeah , am i alright to call you that now ? cos weve been working together ages and..'

Brendan smiled warmly he liked Steven especially when he thought he'd done something wrong, it was so cute.

'just sounds so cute in that accent' Stevens face changed then from happy to confused Brendan coughed.

'ha, erm sorry too much whisky i guess..'

'you should drink less, your gunnah get a beer belleh'

'I'm not drinking beer , im drinking fine Irish whisky'

'that stuffs rank , besides still alcohol'

'People like me don't get beer belly , Steven'

'people like you eh?'

'yeah you know young, fit , sexy..i could go on .'

'Whatever old man' they both laughed and Steven sighed pulled the mop bucked out of the sink and placed it on the floor.

This was nice, easy banter. It's when Steven made Brendan have strange feelings for him thats when things got complicated..thats when Brendan got angry.

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It was almost time for his lunch break and Steven was feeling light headed. He was chopping up lemons when the room started spinning and he swayed on his feet dropping the knife to the floor . He felt stong hands on the side of his waist holding him up.

'Woah careful.. Steven, you okay?'

Brendan's voice sounded like an echo and he couldn't open his mouth to reply instead he leaned into his strong body feeling faint. He nodded slightly over the muscles of Brendan's chest.

Brendan tensed then relaxed, this felt wrong disgusting but at the same time he liked it. He liked being close to Steven like this and even though he had only known him for a few months he felt protective over him.

He pulled his arms further around Stevens waist so he was hugging him from behind. He didn't try to move him, instead just stood there in the warm embrace. He closed his eyes and images of his farther filled him mind straight away.

'your weak, you dirty faggot. c'mon hit me back Brenda'

He suddenly felt sick , he let go of Steven who seemed to be able to stand up by himself now. Without saying a word he walked to the door and smashed through it gasping for air wishing it would burn the images from his mind. This was Stevens fault he was only holding him up.

He did have to check Steven was okay though, he was his employee and he had a responsibility. He went back in side to find steven had his face in his hands.

'Sorry,felt a bit sick then . Ye okay steven?'

'yeh im good now tah just everything wah spinnin and then it wah black'

'You shouldn't be in work, look at the state of you. Go home steven'..because i can't trust myself around you.

'im fine and anyway , big night tonight Bren we gotta get ready' steven said mimicking Brendans accent and it was the cutest thing ever. He couldn't help but smile and the images vanished from his mind.

'Ok but if you feel faint again just tell me yeah? Dont want you chopping your fingers off do we.'

'yeah yeah, I'm off for a nap anyway' he pointed towards the clock 'It's me lunch time'

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'da please don't..'

'You've been a bad boy Brenda , you know what happens when you've been a bad boy'

'No da , I haven't I haven't, please don't touch me'

Ste came back from his lunch break feeling refreshed from his nap. He spotted Brendan sleeping on the sofa his feet resting on the table. Weird strangled wimpers were coming from his throat and he was throwing his head from side to side. He looked like little Lucas did when he had a nightmare. He ran to his side and kneeled down. He shook him lightly placing a hand on his chest and the other on his waist.

'Bren, Brendan it's okay wake up..Bren'

Brendan jumped and awoke grabbing hold of stevens wrists, looking scared as anything. Ste didn't remove his hands when he asked Brendan if he was okay. Brendans face changed when he woke up properly.

'I'm fine Steven get your hands of me, I'm not 5'

'Let go of them and i will..'

'urgh , I'm still half asleep. Not the only one who's tired.'

'Someone keeping you awake eye?' steven said and winked.

'No just couldn't sleep' Brendan had woken up in a hot sweat almost every night since his boys had left. His dad still poisoned his mind even after he had left Ireland.

'whens that delivereh due?'

'About now..just wait outside for it'

'Yes boss' Steven said and left.

xxxxx

The night was heavy and Ste and Brendan were both behind the bar, the close proximity was driving Brendan crazy . When it calmed down a bit Brendan left to go join chez at the party,he loved spending time with her and she was so proud of how her party had planned out.

Ste was watching Brendan as he gave change back to the man he was serving makng sure it was the right amount then passing it over.

'oi, you owe me i gave you £20'

'No you dint yeh gave meh ten'

'just give me my fucking money you twat'

'I have given you your money ,fuck off'

The guy was big, could easily crush ste. He reached across the bar to take a swipe at him but before he knew it Brendan had his arm bent behind his back painfully and was leaning him against the bar so his face was crushed up against it. The guy screamed in pain and Brendan leaned in close his moustache touching the guys ear.

'Young Steven here said he's given you the right change so why don't you stop picking on little boys and run home to mummy yeah?'

The lad backed off immediately when Brendan let him go. He waved at him goodbye winked then laughed chewing his gum loudly. He then turned back to ste and tapped him on the shoulder .

'Thanks for that bren'

'My pleasure Steven'

He winked at him forcing ste to smile then walked back off to join chez who shouted at him for picking fights.

'What are you doing this is my big night Bren'

'Sorry but i wasn't going to let him treat steven like that'

'urghh , just stay out of trouble ? please?'

'Yeah yeah ill be in my office..'

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The night came to an end and Steven was cleaning up the mess everyone had made. Him and Brendan had a few drinks once everyone left and he was feeling a bit tipsy. He tripped on a bottle and almost smashed his face on a chair before brendan caught him.

'Bit drunk are we steven?'

'Nah, just tripped din i'

'Whatever, wanna come back to mine?'

WHAT?!

'erm..i mean for a drink. Come for a drink at mine.'

'What about your Cheryl, wont she mind?'

'No shes staying at a friends tonight'

'ah.. yeah ok sounds good' He said with a smile. Brendan was being friendly now, he had definitely cheered up.

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Brendans flat was just across the road, They left together and walked up the stairs.

'Are you sure you wanna come back ere bren,we could always stay in the club . have a dance' Ste said mimicking his best dance moves behind Brendan as he unlocked his front door.

'No bus mans holiday'

'What i dont understand'

Brendan laughed and steven pushed his back so he stumbled through his front door.

'what!' steven shouted as brendan continued to laugh.

' bus mans holiday, i forget how young you are sometimes' He unlocked the door and motioned Ste to sit on the sofa.

'So a bus mans holiday is when you try to have fun when your not at work, but you do it in the place you work'

'ahh' ste said looking slightly confused still.

He chuckled again and sat next to ste and the sofa with his hand over the back but not touching him. He handed him a glass of whisky and watched him drink it amused at the way his face scrunched up when he did.

'Yeah but why a busman?'

'Don't know actuall' Brendan said and went to fill their glasses.

Ste Snorted a laugh then took the drink Brendan was holding for him. ' This stuff goes straight to my head Bren, dont think i can handle any more me'

'we are neither of us drunk, don't worry ill stop ye if we go to far. Wanna put some music on?'

'No you do it'

'OKay' Brendan said and laughed loved how stubborn the boy was.

'So cheryls with Lindsey and we have the place to our self' Brendan said and smooched closer to steven clinking their glasses together and watching him take another shot.

xxxx

'Arghhh' Ste said shaking his head after another shot. He sat back closer to brendan now and they both smiled at eachother , Brendan chewed his chewing gum loudly and Ste leaned his head on the back of the sofa.

'Aww it's mad this init'

'oh yeah? how come' Brendan said still smiling and staring into Stevens eyes because he couldn't help it.

'Brendan right lay of it, couple of weeks ago i was the employee that you most liked to have a go at'

Brendan smiled and lowered his head. He just liked being close to the boy in any way possible if that ment getting up and shouting in his face..he wasn't picky.

'Making your life a misery was i?'

'ahh tell me about it, i fort you waz nevoh gunna give me a break'

Brendan loved how stevens accent came out even more when he drank.

'Yeah well,maybe you proved yourself.

Steven looked at he had done something terribly good for him. He sat up more so he was facing brendan inches from him.

'Have i?'

'yeah'Brendan said and licked his lips' It doesn't pay to get to familiar with the staff straight off, trust me'

'Yeah i know but, you don't hang out with Rhys like this do ya, or Jaqui. But Jaquie is a bit different cos you and her where like this wern't ya.' Steven mimicked tounging someone and all Brendan could do is stare at his tounge. Steven laughed to himself and looked at Brendans eyes.

'Well maybe i like you more than Rhys'

'Yeah' Stevens face fell and went all serious. It made Brendan want to laugh so he bit is lip to hold it back.

'Yeah' Brendan said and it came out seductive but he couldn't help hit. His eyes flicked to Stevens lips inches from his own then back again. He wanted to taste him so bad.

Ste leaned back on the sofa again much to Brendans dissapointment.

'aww, i haven't had this much of a laugh in ages'

'Well i'm glad to hear im not always your moody boss'

'well thats the thing though, i don't even think of you as my boss anymore, i don't'

well you should you little shit. 'oh?'

'Am i alright to say that now?steven said getting closer to Brendan again.

Brendan was won over he smiled and said' You can say whatever you like'

He expected Steven to smile back but he didn't,he leaned back on the sofa with a sad expression on his face.

'It's just cos yeah, when im wiv Amy and the kids i'm just changing nappies, wiping up sick.I never feel up for it.'

Was Steven hitting on him, was he up for it now. He looked up and down his body ' up for it? And why do you say, up for it?'

Steven pulled a big cheesy grin ' err, well tonight i was feeling up for it ..you get me?'

was

He laughed and Brendan couldn't help laugh back.

'Yeah, yeah me too'

'It's a shame, don't get me wrong though i lovelooking after them kids. I do i really love em.'

'Steven can we not talk about this tonight please'

'soreh i am goin on a bit now arn't i'

'no, no your not, but your drink is empty so i'm gunna get you another'

'noo i'll get it'

Brendan stuck his foot out as ste stood up, he wanted him and he felt out of control of his own body. Ste fell onto his back with his head leaning against the other sofa and Brendan landed on top of him. Steven laughed and Brendan just stared into his eyes, he was scared , so scared because he wanted him so badly and it was wrong. Brendan placed a hand across Stevens perfect cheekbones and stared deeply into his eyes flicking occasionally to his lips. Steven was still giggling away blissfully unaware of Brendan's mental breakdown .He laughter finally stopped when he saw Brendan's face and he gulped nervously. Brendan moved his head forward and stared at Stevens lush lips then he stopped he couldn't go any further. Ste smothed a hand around Brendan's neck . When Brendan didn't move Ste pushed up and crashed his lips to Brendan's , they didn't move just stayed with their lips pressed together.

NO THIS I WRONG

Bren opened his eyes and pulled away wiping Stevens taste of his lips.

'Did you, did you just kiss me. What to you think your doin'

This was Stevens fault he was making him look like a queer.

'im sorrehh i just'

'go'

' NOW GO'

'okay im goin' Steven grabbed his coat and ran out the door.

xxxx

Ste felt sick, he was shaking from head to toe. He reached his sink and splashed the cool water over his face washing the taste of Brendan off his lips. What was he doing? He just kissed his boss..his male boss. He had never felt this way towards a man before so why now? He had to say sorry to Brendan, it must be the drink and he didn't want to ruin their friendship.

Ste decided to sleep the effects of the whisky off and headed to bed.

xxx

Brendan knew full well that the kiss was his fault, but he couldn't let Steven know that. Couldn't let anyone know that. They would think he was weak , disgusting. JUst like his dad had said. He shut his eyes tight and kicked over the coffee table spilling whisky on the carpet. STUPID FUCKING did he make him do this! He hated him for it, this isn't who he wanted to be . A fresh wave nausea flushed through Brendan and he sat down on the sofa and closed his eyes. He was out in seconds.