I´m sorry that there was no new chapter last week-end, but I was on class vacation, so there was no real time for writing. I´m truly sorry.
But I wrote an extra long one to make it up to my readers :3
Hope you all enjoy
Chapter 7 : New mission and things to leave behind
`We have to rerun the investigation. Just like I said earlier. Most likely one or two persons out of this team will be put into it.` The captain said matter of factly.
`Wouldn´t that be quite dangerous?` The female pondered loudly.
´We are all police officers and in addition to that S.T.A.R.S.-member, so we should be prepared for the worst, yes?` No further objections were made.
`Every following matter will be delayed to morning. Bravo Team will cover our patrol shift so I´ll see everyone tomorrow.`
All members dismissed towards the blond male who seemed to want to stay a little longer. Possibly there was some paperwork left to do. None of his concern if his captain wanted to do some overtime, Brad thought once again. So he said farewell himself and went out of the small office with Sam already clinging to him. The small one yawned widely even though he had sleeped some time in the afternoon.
They had been there longer than what was suppossed, but that was something every policeman or officer at all should guess. If Brad would ask to get all of his long hours payed, he would have a fee for half a year in the minimum.
He had only gone to the police, because he had felt the need to. There were people out there that needed to be rescued and cared for. There were poor souls screaming for help with no one hearing and if he could save just ONE he would be happy. One sad life getting a happy end would be enough to be worth fighting for it.
Seriously? He sounded like a freaking bad tight wearing superhero, even to himself.
The pilot nodded goodbye to the night shift at the reception and pushed open the glass doors with one hand, Sam was heavily hanging on the other. If he didn´t hurry than he would probably sleep there. It was dark outside, like all the days before in winter. The street lights were barely lighting up the streets. Snow still covered the sorroundings in a thick layer of white, but it seemed that there was no ice on the road. Always a plus, thought Brad.
The brunette looked up above, the sky was dark and only the brightest stars could be made out. The millions and millions that weren´t as bright just stayed unseen. Ever thought about how human live is a lot like nature?
He took another step, his boots crunching a little under the minimum of weight. He had gained some by the way. Just a little, not worth mentioning, but that was good. He had slept a lot more since Sam was with him, too. Less nightmares as well.
The man still didn´t know what to do with the child. Leave him alone at home, was no possibility, but taking him with him to the office would be a problem, too. The adult officers seemed to really adore the small one. The work stayed undone on the tables. As long as Wesker didn´t complain, he guessed it would be alright. The weight on his hand grew.
`Hey Sam?` The little one grumbled. `Stay awake a little longer okay? We are almost at the car.` The spoken to just mumbled a muffled reply and let go of Brad´s hand.
`You are a good boy.` The brunette smiled at him and ruffled the hair again. Sam giggled slightly from being praised. They turned a corner.
`You really look like father and son.` The tall blond was leaning on the metal railing and what seemed like waited for someone.
`What are you still doing here?` The pilot asked politely while Sam grabbed his arm again.
`I´m still waiting for Forest to pick me up, but I guess he left already.` Joseph grumbled and folded his arms. `We got out late after all.`
`How will you get home then?` The child´s weight grew again.
`I guess...Walking?` An eyebrown heaved slightly.
`Come on. I´ll get you home.` The pilot informed and picked up the sleepy child. The blond smiled in gratitude.
They still had some way to go. Brad hadn´t gotten a parking lot directly in front of the station. He felt how the child got lax and soft breathing hit his neck, making him shudder lightly from the cold. He leaned back while carrying Sam. Slowly they neared the car.
`I didn´t even know that you had a car.` The teammate remarked, gazing at the darkening area then at the thin brunette.
`There is a lot you don´t know, isn´t there?` The pilot smiled sadly and turned his glance towards the floor. He had probably thought that there was no one watching.
`Hey...Don´t look like that.` The smaller male just looked at the other confused. `Right now, you looked like you wanted to cry...`
`Ah?` Shortly peeping then turning away shyly again. `Sorry...`
`Why are you apologizing for something like that?` The blond man demanded.
`I-I don´t know.` The asked mumbled almost silently.
`Hey.` Joseph tried to get the other´s attention. `Hey look here.` He met the brown-eyed gaze. `Cheer up.` He smiled brightly. The brunette flushed a little, closed his eyes and chuckled.
`You know? You are really cute.` The brownhaired looked rather shocked at him.
`Could you may stop that?` The gaze wasn´t directed at Joseph.
`What do you mean?`
`Mocking me...Slowly I´m getting embaressed...`
`Well, that´s good.` Brad watched the other shortly. `You are even cuter while blushing.`
`You still have the walking-option.` The other informed coldly.
`Alright, alright...I´m stopping.` The immature man grumbled.
With a lot of afford, the brownhaired male got the keys out of his pocket, refusing to let the teammate do it. After putting in the redhead, he got in himself. The blond sat beside him on the pessanger seat, while Sam was spread on the backseat. Just a short time later it seemed like he was sleeping already.
The brunette started driving.
`What do you want to do with him? You can´t take him to work forever...` Joseph leaned back in the seat and strapped himself.
`I know...I´m still thinking about that.` He looked straight at the road. `I can´t let him stay at home either.`
`Why?`
`What if something happens?`
`He isn´t that small. He should be able to handle himself, right?`
`No...He is still a child. He isn´t in the best condition...I´d be guilty if I´m leaving him alone.` The brunette´s feautures changed with sadness again. No more speaking for a short period.
`I don´t mean to be mean, okay?´ The Frost commented carefully.
`I know...` Silence filled the small car once again. The whole situation was so damn complicated. It was nice that he had actually someone to discuss it with even if it didn´t really help him that much. Just knowing that there was someone thinking about the problem, too, made him feel less alone.
Joseph´s gaze was directly focused on Brad´s frowning face. The brown eyebrowns lightly knitted, while the corners of the mouth drove downwards. There was something strange pulling the blond man towards the brunette, he thought as he made himself a little more comfortable.
The earnest fassade the other build up, almost always, he wanted to break it down, just to see what was hiding behind it.
There was still an unknown side that wanted to be explored, he could feel it. Chickenheart always seemed so sad. He dazed out a lot. He was silent as well. The man was...cryptical in a way.
Joseph wanted to see him laugh over something he said or did, he wanted to hug him and make the male feel safe beside him and yet again...What exactly was it? When did it turn out like this? It seemed like his whole excistence was based on the will to hear just one innocent laugh.
`Here we are.` Vickers stopped the car slowly, strechting a little and pulling the other from his thoughts. He looked out of the window on his side, trying to avoid the blond as much as possible. The feelings inside him still stired from his earlier happenings.
`Hey...Chickenheart?` The voice sounded so near, it made Brad twitch slightly in suprise. He could feel how the seat, which he was sitting on, settled a little deeper, while something or rather someone was leaning on it.
`Y-yes?` The reply broken yet again, he didn´t dare to glance just once.
`Thank you...` The soft words were faintheartedly whispered into his ear, while a warm hand brushed against his leg lightly. A bright blush covered him again, even the tips of the brunette´s ears turning red. A soft shiver shot through Brad.
`My hands aren´t that cold, now are they?` Joseph mused as he opened the door and stepped out.
`No...W-warm...` The face was invisible but the ears gave him away.
`Sleep well.` The smirk the blond wore was almost hearable in the chilly air, circulating through the vehicle.
`Y-you too!` And he was gone into an apartment complex which was similar to that one Brad lived in himself.
The face still rather crimson, he began driving again. An exhausted sigh came from the child in his sleep and he rolled back and forth. One big hand reached back and caressed along the arm lightly.
`Sam...Time to wake up.` His focus was still in front, not turning his head from the street. `Sammy...Wake up. We are almost...` He hesitated for a moment. `...home.`
`...Really?` The voice was sleepy and cracky.
`Yeah.` Atleast for now, he wanted the boy to feel like he had a place he belonged, that he was cared for and loved.
They were happy, barely knowing each other, still feeling like a family. The two shared the bed that night, too. The boy cuddling up to Brad, while bubbling about his `Mommy` a few times, but with a faint smile instead of tears.
Some fresh toast and eggs were announced as breakfast the next morning. The redhead sat at the table, watching the man literally dancing around the kitchen, while humming a happy tune.
`Hey Brad?` The blue eyes focused on the structure on the surfice, studying how it reflected the light just brokenly.
`Yeah?` The tune turned off, but still standing with his back to the child, he put the bread into the toaster.
`Why are you always so...` He tried to find the right words. `...stern at work? You are way more fun like this.` A bright smile.
`Mh...Why I wonder...? Maybe I´m more comfortably here.` The brunette pondered. `Plus you have to look tough at work especially as a police officer.`
`But you don´t look tough.` The small one lectured. `You look like your tummy hurts.`
`That bad?` The pilot spun around. His respond was just a light nod. `But I do have to look dangerous, right? So what should I do about that.´ He put a finger to his chin in thought. `Who could I may ask for advice?`
`Here! Here, here, here!` Sam waved his hands in the air eagerly. `I can!`
`Okay...What advice do you have for me, oh little boywonder?` The blue-eyed boy giggled again.
`Well then I´m going to tell you what one clever person once told me.` He acted all smart. `The strongest weapon you can have is` Dramatical pause. `a smile.`
`A smile?` The brown-haired asked.
`Yes. You can beat people just by smiling. I never tried it, but it works, I´m sure.`
`Thank you for you cleverness in diffcult situations, oh genius.` The child laughed and leaned on the table again as Brad turned aroung. Sam hummed a little along and sighed in boredom soon after.
`You wanna help with breakfast?` The man asked while getting the egg carton out of the fridge.
`Yeah!` Sam clapped into his hands.
`Okay...Can you make the eggs?`
`Yes sir!` He saluted. The redhead fiddled with an egg, trying to crack it without getting shell into the food.
`You have to tap them lightly against the pan rim.` The pilot tapped it lightly and none of the calcium loosened. The minor hands were clumsyly grabbing the ingredient and actually he really got it like he was supposed to.
They ate happily and got into the rather small sized car, destination Racoon City Police Department.
The deepblue vehicle came to a stop on the parking space in front of the station. They had been luckier than the day before. The clean snow still covered the ground, only the roads and a small path to walk on towards the building had been cleared from it.
The weather forecast had announced that there would be no more snow that day, which always meant that driving would be less dangerous, especially in the evening or night.
As the pair walked towards the glazed doors, the boy skipped a few steps happily. Brad smiled to himself and but...He had a bad feeling. Deep down, hidden from the surfice, something told him to be careful. He didn´t think to much of it, actually he had grown up with that kind of feeling.
A unhearable voice that always reminded him to be careful, to be quiet if there was nothing he had to say and to not get to much attention. Attention almost always brought bad things.
The air was cold and small puffs appeared and disappeared with every breath. A weak wind blew. The metal of the handle was really cold to the touch and Sam, who had went ahead a little, put quite some efford into opening the heavy door. He entered himself and held it open for his companion.
`What a gentleman you have here, Brad.` Kathy´s voice sounded sweet.
`Morning Kathy.` The man greeted while Sam went to his side again.
`Still as shy as before, I see.` The woman smiled gently, while Vickers just nodded.
`Well...You can´t do anything about that, right?` The brunette commented.
`Yeah. I guess...But you know what? He reminds me a lot of you.` The pilot just gave her a slightly confused look. `Shy and quiet. Not talking if it´s not necessary. Always in the background watching. He is like a mini-you. Are you sure he isn´t your s--?`
`Yes, I am. Please don´t start spreading rumors, too.` The man pleaded.
`I´m just saying. It should be allowed to tease A LITTLE, right?` The dark-haired asked, still mocking.
`Yeah...That´s what everyone here seems to think...` He remarked with a sigh.
`Don´t get upset.` Kathy frowned. `Your little fellow will get in a bad mood, too...On top of that they are just talking, it´s not like they are asking you about it. They are only chatting behind your back.`
`Isn´t that even worse?` Brad asked as he took the cold small hand into his own.
`It depends on whether you like being asked the same question again and again or not...`
`You are here early today, too.` The pilot turned around and saw Chris and Wesker coming through the door together like the day before. He smiled content.
`Good morning you two.` The blond captain just raised a critical eyebrown. `I-I mean...Ehm...Sir...`
`Just ignore him, he doesn´t mind.` The gunsman grabbed the blond´s hand. `Right?` He looked up with his big blue eyes.
`Of course.` Brad had never before seen Wesker waver under anything. He hasn´t even hesitated at all, speaking out directly. Chris had influence on the man and apparently that worked the other way around, too.
`What did I lecture you about respect towards your superior?` The captain spoke in a half teasing half serious sound. His voice got lower and lower as he spun around and began to walk down the hall, Chris desperatly trying to keep the same speed.
`He comes and he goes...Still no real manners.` She remarked sharply as he shot the withdrawing men an annoyed look. The squeaking of shoes muting by the seconds.
`What do you expect of a guy sitting on other persons´ desks?` The redhead commented and giggled a little.
`Not only sitting...` Brad mumbled and blushed once again. Cleaning ladies do clean tables, too, right? `We should go now.`
Barry sat at his desk, flipping through the newspaper and sipping from his coffee ever so often.
`So what do you think...` Jill began while regarding her short clean fingernails with fake interest. `Who will be send on the undercover mission?`
`I don´t know...How should I? I just hope it´s not me...I´m getting to old for the action.` He answered politely. After shortly looking up, his eyes skipping the lines once again.
`You talk like an old man.` The brownhaired woman laughed wholeheartly. The papers rustled softly, while he turned to the sport page. `Is it even desided how many people will be put into the investigation team?`
`Like I said already...I don´t know...` Light annoyance carried through the room.
`Sorry...I´m getting a little excited, I guess.` The woman tried to sooth the other again, tapping with her fingers on the wooden surfice.
`Nevermind.` The bearded man grumpled lowly.
`Morning.` Joseph smiled broadly, stepping through the door. He turned around, took off his jacket and hung it by the wardrobe. The bandana present on his head already like other two greeted back.
`So? News on the investigation already?` The blond demanded, while turning around his office chair, sitting down and leaning on the backrest.
`I was just about to fill you all in.` The sunglasses wearing man made his entrance, accompanied by Redfield, Vickers and the child. The powerful streaks carried him towards his desk and he sat down.
Chris, Sam and Brad took off the jackets and scarfs. The blond began to talk slowly.
`All decisions are alreasy made. Vickers, you were recommented for the mission.` Who might have recommeted him? Why him out of a lot of more brave people?
`You are the most fitting member out of this division anyways. Because of your research skills, you weren´t on patrol as often as the rest of the S.T.A.R.S.-members, so your face isn´t very known in the crime scene.`
`I understand, sir.` His voice didn´t waver. `But could I may ask who exactly suggested me?`
`He is your future partner for the time being, a crimonologist, a newcomer...`
`Luis Sera?` Brad spoke softly with a questioning mimic.
`You already know him? That´s excellent. Your mission is going to begin tomorrow morning. He will pick you up at your apartment.`
´Understood.´
The chocolate-haired man had went out to get himself some coffee as always. How did even one person could think that sending him to a dangerous mission could possibly be a good idea? He had proven his cowardness more than just once and still...Maybe someone wanted to see him dead? Nah, no way.
The male turned the corner, coming face to face with the coffee machine. He put a dollar in it and- nothing happened. He pushed the throw-off button to get his money back, but all he got was an angry beep. The pilot hit the machine on the side with his flat hand. Nothing. He groaned and kicked. Another angry beep. Just great.
`Want some cocoa cutie? I got some cute cups in the employee room.` The kind Kathy was waving towards him.
`Better than nothing I guess.` Brad agreed and followed the woman to the end of the corridor and watched her walking behind the reception and through a door.
`Wait here for a moment. I´m right back.` The man leaned on the counter, looking at the pointless works of art, printed on cheap paper, hanging by the wall. Wild lines and dots with no real meaning. Chaos. Giving off a fidgety feeling. Was that supposed to look like that? Was that the feeling the artist aimed for?
He put his head between his hands, humming again still regarding the bright colours. Suddenly he was hugged from behind. A startled squeak escaped him.
`Ah...Here you are, mi amor~..I missed you.` Some `Aw`s were heard from father down the corridor. A few women seemed to rather enjoy what was happening. Damned women with their crazy fantasies.
`Don´t you think it´s bad enough as it is?` Brad grumbled, slowly recovering from the shock. His front was pressed against the cold marvel counter, making him shudder slightly.
`And here I thought it was just a rumour...True after all, eh? No denying anymore, Brad.` Kathy sounded bored with mock surprise from the reception desk, putting two cups down.
`Stop...Both of you.` He blushed heavyly. He hated being touched and he only made exclusions for a small number of people. Luis didn´t belong to them and even if he did, he would only be allowed to touch him private and not in public places. Brad was someone who hated to draw attention.
`I wanna hug Brad, too!` Joseph remarked, all of a sudden standing beside them.
`Nope...My amor.` The darkhaired spaniard answered possessionly, while leaning down and breathing into a flushed ear.
`Ah...The gay lover, am I right?` The team-mate demanded smiling, but still friendly.
`Yes...Kinda.`
`The people are starring. Let me go already!`
`Lovers´ quarell.` Kathy mumbled, while looking over the situation. `You are quite popular with the men around this station, could that be possible Brad?`
`No...Why are you even here, Joseph?...Stop doing that, Luis!` Big hands began to wander under a white RPD shirt.
`Stop that at once.` Joseph spoke seriously. His stance powerful. His chest slightly puffed out, his expression stoic.
`What´s your name?` Luis asked, taking his hands away, but still leaning on the smaller one, leaving no real way to escape.
`Joseph Frost. Member of S.T.A.R.S. Alpha-Team. The only one who is allowed to tease Chickenheart like that.`
`Chickenheart? Isn´t that a quite shameful name? Who gave you the right to dispose of him?` The criminologist lazily snuggled into the delicate shoulder. He almost looked feline.
`That was me...` The blond was getting annoyed and cheeky, pointing his thumb towards him to prove his point.
`I said...STOP IT!` The pilot was disgruntled. Angryly shoving the darkhaired away from himself. His eyes held a cold glare. `Both of you.` All his politeness gone. `Search some other person to toy with. No one is deciding over me. ` He grabbed the two cups and stormed off hastily.
`Now you did it...` Kathy sighed loudly. `Men are such idiots.`
His steps were heavy. Tears of anger and embarressment filled his eyes, but he didn´t let go. He really needed more bullying now. If Kathy said something he didn´t mind, because she know which borders were allowed to cross and which not. The other two had went to far, talked about him like he was a thing or a toy, not able to speak for himself.
One cup per hand, he held the heating cups and went a little slower, thinking that he had put enough distance between him and the fighting cat and dog. Well that was a really fitting comparison.
He got to the door and took a short calming breath. He looked inside. Sam was lying on the floor, whisteling the tune that Brad had hummed earlier that day. The rest of the room was empty.
Sam and Brad sat together at the older man´s table, slurping some cocoa.
`D-Did I do something wrong?` The redhead asked and looked up with big blue eyes.
`N-no. Why do you ask?` The facial expression softened again.
`You seem angry...And I just wondered if it could be my fault...`
`No, not at all. Don´t worry.`
`So what´s up? It was Joseph again, right?`
`Why do you know what´s up with me?`
`Because I can see it on your face.`
`That easy, huh?` The brunette mumbled and went into thoughts. Is it that easy to see through a person? Just by looking someone in the face. But if he remembered correctly, then his mother had said something like that, too.
`Today I´m going to teach you an important lesson.` His mommy stated, while brushing her long hair.
`What is it mommy?` The boy sat on the bed and looked at his mother through the mirrow.
`Eyes are the mirrows of the soul.` `And...What does that mean?` The small one asked curiously, not understanding.
`That means that you can tell how a person feels by watching them. If the eyes are darkened, they are sad or angry. If the eyes are glistering that they are about to cry. And if the eyes are shining they are happy, really really happy.`
`Mommy...Does that mean you are sad?`
`It actually was the dumbass again.` Sam said matter of factly.
`Partly yes, partly no. Luis was in as well.` Brad sighed. `They overdid it and I ran away moping.`
`Oh...I see.´ the child said, taking another mouthful of cocoa. ´Maybe he has a crush on you...´
Brad almost chocked on his drink. `Who?`
`Joseph of course. You know what they say about: Lovers always tease each other.` The redhead showed his adult side once again, speaking calmly and collected, making Brad wonder, if the boy really was just 7 years old.
`That´s not true. I think he just loves to make me bashful...He is a pretty jolly person.` The pilot tried to get of the subject, he really did.
`Jolly? I would say he is an annoying dumbass.` He said coldly, sitting up straight. `You like him don´t you?` The man flushed in all shades of red.
`N-no!` He answered a little to quickly. `I don´t!`
`You are bad at lying.` The child remarked and took another sip. `It wouldn´t border me if you did. I think it´s as disgusting as being with a girl, but you are older than me, so I guess it´s alright for you.`
`N-nice to know.` Brad whipped some cocoa out of the edge of his mouth. This kid was going to get him insane.
`By the way, Sam?´ The brunette put the empty pink cup on the clean table. Clean ladies actually cleaned tables. Good thing.
`Yes?`
`Do you think you could stay home for a day alone?`
`I-I guess I can.` The child said a bit unsure. `Why?`
`I can´t take you to the mission with me...It´s to dangerous and I don´t know anyone who could take care of you over the day.` The man looked unhappy with himself. He knew it was not alright to, but what other option did he actually had left? None.
`That´s okay with me.` Sam tried to give his shiniest smile, he tried to cheer his secret savior up again. He seemed to worry a lot about him. That was so strange, they hadn´t known each other for a long time.
`You really are a cute boy...` The pilot ruffled the reddish hair, softly patting it down, while the boy chuckled cutely.
`Good luck on the mission.` The other members wished as the time for goodbyes came around again. The brunette had avoided Luis and Joseph for the day, figuring that that would be the best way to avoid anymore completly idiotic situations.
`Don´t get yourself killed.` Barry had such a deep voice. He hit Brad on the back lightly for his category, but even that almost threw the smaller out of his balance.
`I don´t plan to.` He replied with a half brave smile.
`Take care, Brad.` Jill hugged him carefully.
`I will.` Chris came to his side, catching him in an awkward shoulder lock.
`Everything will go fine. Don´t get scared by their stupid worries.`
`Who is stupid here?` The woman said and looked at the Redfield disapprovingly. The spoken to just grumpled a quick apology, while Vickers just smiled. He would miss the office chaos, he could tell. His captain went past him, nodding. He nodded back. As Joseph headed for him, he grabbed Sam´s hand and waved his hand slightly.
`You will hear from me.` The words fell from his lips so easily, sounding convincing even to his own afraid heart and he was gone. His thoughts were filled with possible bad endings. He could die like Neil, he knew that.
`H-hey! Wait for me!` Joseph screamed after him. He fastened his pace, almost dragging the child by his hand with him. `Don´t act like you didn´t hear me!` The blond sounded slightly angry, slightly sad.
`Please...Listen to him.` Sam said, trying to slow the man down.
`I don´t want to.` He could hear the hurried steps behind him. He could have sweared that he could even hear the hurried breath and heartbeat, he must been mistaking. His own heart was hurting slightly. His eyes watering a little. The glass doors came nearer and nearer and he went through them, still not turning his head. `I-I don´t want to.` He repeated like a mantra.
The brunette wanted to, but he felt broken in the small pride he possessed. They talked about him like he had no own mind, they had handled him like a thing. Everyone handled him as if he was not alive, worthless. The word rang through his mind, creating waves of emotions, sadness, helplessness. Worthless. I couldn´t help her.
His feet dragged through high mountains of snow, almost tripping. A large hand grabbed his shoulder, stopping him completely and holding him in place. Another went into his pocket, grabbing the car key, then handing it to the child.
`Could you may advance to the car? I want to speak with Chickenheart in privat.` The redhead just nodded shortly and went away. They didn´t speak, the hand still clutching the smaller one´s shoulder lightly.
`What do you want?` Brad sounded as cold as he could muster.
`What´s your problem!?` The blond demanded angryly, trying to turn around the other Alpha-Team-member forcefully.
`Why problem? My problem is that you´re a jerk towards me, every single time I see you.` He stayed calm, spoke earnest. ´I´ve had enough of your childish teasing behaviour, Frost.´
`Wha-?` Joseph seemed speechless. `What exactly do you mean?`
`I´m the only one you don´t stop bugging...You tease and kid me whenever you have a chance to. Slowly I´m getting fed with it. I just want you to stay away from me.` His chest cluntched so badly. His insides tearing. His eyes watering more and more, stingin from the pressure and cold. `I want you to leave me alone.`
`Don´t...Don´t leave me alone!`
`...Alone?` The blond asked as if not quite understanding. `Well, I don´t want to.` His immature side showed off again.
`Too bad...You´ll have to...` He didn´t want to be left alone, but this endless shame didn´t do it´s best as well. He would rather be alone, like he already felt, than being everyone´s laughing matter. `´Cause I can´t take it much longer.`
`What? Breaking already?` The blond teased again, staring a new attempt to turn the other around.
`Yes.` The reply was broken. He was joking right? He couldn´t be serious...right?
`C-Chickenheart?` The bigger walked around and tried to get a look at the other´s expression. It was dark, a single lamp shining almost right above them, making it almost look like a scene in a theater. All spotlights on the two men.
`Just stop already...` He whimpered. `I-I want to hate you already...So just leave me alone!` His naked hands clunched at his side painfully hard. `I-I want to forget...`
`What is it you want to forget about?` The blond asked softly, touching Brad´s cheek with one hand, wanting to pull him up. `What is it, that hurts you so much.`
`Everything about you...` The pilot whispered weakly, shivering from the overpowering sadness.
In that moment Joseph seemed to understand. He seemed to get it. `You mean...?`
`Just let me go...` His struggled were fragile, without any success. The sides of his reddened face were grabbed by to warm hands and he met the green-eyed gaze. One tear rolled down quickly, dripping to the freezing cold ground. `I can´t anymore...`
`Sh...It´s okay.` Joseph leaned down a little kissing under one teary eye. `You don´t have to worry anymore.` He pulled the other into an embrace. Brad tried to resist, but how exactly do you resist something you waited for some time? It´s just not possible, so he settled into the warmth.
The light shining down on them, making the ambiance seem movie-like. They noticed how their bodies seemed to fit perfectly into one another, how the pilot had just the right high for the blond to lean his head on the smaller one´s.
Was it even okay to do this? His tears stopped and his hand wound their way into the other´s shirt, grabbing on for comfort. His breath slightly calming down. The hands wandering soothing over his back made him shiver in delight.
`Please...Don´t toy with me.` Even his voice trembled.
`Don´t worry. I am not.` His ear twitched lightly. He would always connect the words save and secure with Joseph. The other´s arms were wrapped around him tightly, but then they loosened a little.
`Hey...Can I try something?` Joseph demanded, regarding the other man with a soft expression.
`Y-yes...` The brunette replied slightly trembling under the other´s intense gaze. What could it be? The bigger man leaned down slightly, locking looks with the brunette coward, closing in on the pilot. Brad felt trapped, but he didn´t mind, if it was Joseph doing it. He still wasn´t confident that the other was joking or not, but he needed it.
Soft lips met, touching lightly, taking their sweet time. His hands gripped onto the jacket fabric a bit harder. The other pair moved a little. The choclate-haired hadn´t kissed a lot people in his life, but with the little experience he had, he could tell that Joseph was one hell of a good kisser. They broke apart, leaving the smaller weak in the knees.
`Does that mean...?` The brunette hid his flushing face in the other´s chest.
`It does...` He pulled the face up again. `So cute...` He breathed into the older man´s ear, making him squirm.
`I think I need to go n-now...` He pulled away a little breathless and shaky.
`Don´t get hurt, okay?` The blond whispered with another loose grip, dreamly Brad gazed up and nodded. `See you soon.` Joseph kissed the other one last time and walked away, leaving Brad behind shivering and shaking, flushed and confused.
It felt like a sudden awakening from a beautiful dream. He sighed happily and went over to the deepblue car, were a chuckling boy welcomed him back in reality.
I hope that the whole `Love-Thing` isn´t moving TOO fast...Review? To be continued soon...