Boxes

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"You didn't have this much crap before" Aaron complained as he carried the heavy box up the road. He had lost count of how many boxes he had carried from Dale View to Smithy. The journey was short but the boxes were heavy and he was getting bored by the constant repetitive nature of moving Jackson from one house to another. He had suggested using the van but Jackson had told him it was a waste of petrol and harmful to the environment when they only had to carry a few boxes about 100 feet.

"Quit your complaining"

Aaron pulls a face at that, he was allowed to complain, he had been doing the same thing for well over an hour "You didn't have this much crap when you moved out, what the hell have you been doing?"

"I could always just stay at Dale View if you want? If I have too much stuff for you"

"No" Aaron exclaimed quickly. There was no way he was going to allow that to happen. It had taken him six months to convince the builder to move back into Smithy, with him after he had moved out over that whole Clyde fiasco, he wasn't about to let something as stupid as a few boxes of stuff keep them apart again, no way. "I just don't know where it's going to go"

Jackson had wondered the exact same thing before it had just been him, Aaron, Paddy and his Mother who lived in Smithy but now Rhona lived there and she was pregnant, the place was filling up fast. His Mother was moving out though, just down the road, she was renting Dale Head from Declan. She had decided to stay in the village and with Smithy becoming cramped she thought best to find her own place. Jackson had suggested to Aaron that they move in with her, with Hazel but after the look given to him by his boyfriend he knew the answer to that. A resounding "No" Aaron would not be living in a house with his Mother. "We'll find somewhere" he tells Aaron, manoeuvring definition the boxes so he can pat the mechanic on the back reassuringly "don't worry your pretty little head about it"

Rolling his eyes Aaron just shakes his head; they still had at least one more trip down to Dale View and back before they could relax and before they could even think about unpacking the boxes. Aaron was tempted to tell Jackson he'd have to do it alone but doing that meant it could take longer which meant the boxes would litter their bedroom allowing them no space, no, he would have to help him even if it meant hiding most of them in the attic until Jackson needed something he couldn't find.

It's another hour before they collapse onto their bed, both knackered from carrying boxes. "What time is it?" Jackson asks nudging Aaron in the side, he was too comfortable to move himself to look and secretly hoped Aaron would do it for him without complaint. With a groan the mechanic did just that and rolled over towards the side of the bed before rolling back again "It's just gone four" he groans "felt like longer than that, we only took two and a half hours"

"That's cause your lazy"

"Me?" Aaron fires back "You're the one that drives around in that van all day"

"Says the one that wanted to use it to move my stuff"

"It would have been quicker"

"Shut up" Jackson says, elbowing him. Aaron elbows him back and in the end they end up tussling on the bed with each other, both trying to gain the upper hand, finally though after a good ten minutes Jackson gives in. "Ha!" Aaron says pinning the builder to the bed "What you going to do now?"

Shrugging as best he can Jackson replies "Nothing"

"Nothing?"

"I let you win"

"Yeah, right" Aaron scoffs, not believing it.

Jackson shifts his position under the mechanic, making himself and Aaron a little more comfortable "maybe I wanted you on top of me" the builder fires back "ever think this was just my way of getting what I want?"

He watches as Aaron's blue eyes stare at him, trying to figure out if he means it or not, he can see him thinking, he watches as those deep blue eyes start to sparkle and he shrugs "Don't care" Aaron says, swooping down and capturing his lips in a quick but bruising kiss "Either way, I still have you pinned to the bed"

"And what are you going to do with me?" Jackson asks "After all, you were complaining before about how I better get these boxes unpacked and out of your way as quick as I could"

"Yeah" Aaron agrees, he did say that and he did want that to happen "It's only four right? You can unpack before the nights through"

"Aaron, how often are we quick?" the builder asks, they always intend to be quick, to have a quickie but it never really pans out that way, they end up play fighting under those covers for hours.

"We will be this time" Aaron says, this time capturing Jackson's already bruised lips in a fierce kiss. With the passion and want growing Aaron pressed himself closer towards Jackson; their hips pressed together their hands running over any part of the other's body they could reach as they began to lose themselves in one another. They'd had sex in this bed recently, the night before in fact but it would be different this time because this time Aaron knew that Jackson wouldn't be leaving it to go home. He was home; the builder was back there he belonged, with him.

Aaron's hands had just found Jackson's belt, they were just pulling it from it's loops when there was a bloody great bang on their door, followed by the unmistakable sound of Hazel "You two better not be doing what I think you're doing" she tells them. "Plenty of time for that later but I'm cooking and you'll be down at the table in the next twenty minutes, you don't want me forcing my way in there do you?"

They share a look before Aaron's body collapses on Jackson's, his head falling into the crook of his shoulder, pressing feather light kisses as Jackson speaks to his Mother "Alright Mum" he yells "We're just unpacking my stuff"

They both hear her scoff and say "do they think I was born yesterday?" as she walks down the stairs.

With Hazel back downstairs Aaron pushes himself up, holding himself up by his hands he looks at Jackson and says "It it wrong that I can't wait until she moves out?"

Jackson gives him a look, he doesn't look very impressed with the question.

"She has the worst timing" he explains his reasons for wanting her gone.

"Yeah" Jackson agrees, kissing him quickly "but it was a blessing really, I mean..." he trails off, looking around the room at the many boxes it contained "I do have to unpack, so we should do that, we can do this" he points between the two of them "later when we're done"

"Fine" Aaron reluctantly agrees as he rolls off of Jackson and the bed, he holds out his hand, to help the builder stand. Jackson grabs it and pulls himself up, dropping a kiss onto Aaron's lips "Come on then" he says "We only have twenty minutes to get as much done as possible"

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It's almost midnight when they finally get into bed. The meal cooked by Hazel was lovely, the one thing Aaron would miss about the woman living with them was her cooking but after the meal it had taken them a while before they could get back upstairs and even longer to unpack the boxes. It was finally done though which meant they didn't have to do it the next day but the down side to that was, they were both extremely knackered.

Jackson felt Aaron's fingertips running up and down his side, he closed his eyes and lost himself in the feel of it for a few minutes before saying "I really can't move" he feels the bed dip and move as Aaron moves closer. His mouth pressed against Jackson's shoulder as he says "me either, doesn't mean I can't do this though... Unless you want me to stop?"

Jackson doesn't even give that question an answer; instead he wraps his hand around the back of Aaron's neck and pulls him forward for a kiss.

"What was that for?" Aaron asks when they finally pull apart. He stares into the deep brown eyes of Jackson and takes note of how lucky he is to have him. He can't believe he has him sometimes, they'd had that rough patch last year but they'd gotten through it, they were still together and Jackson had even moved back into Smithy. It had been less than a year since he came out, properly anyway and over a year since he met Jackson. He had to say it, his life was good and it was all because of him, because of Jackson.

"Just because" Jackson says with a smile. He's aware that it will soon, well in a couple of months anyway, be there one year anniversary if you don't count the 'breaks' inbetween and he's not about to. He wants to think that they've been together, properly, for one whole year and in his heart they have. In his heart he knows that no matter what Aaron might do, it would take a lot before he walked away for good and he just hoped that it never happened. He didn't want to feel that hurt.

"You're weird"

Jackson agrees with that, he is weird "That's why you love me" Aaron scrunches his face up, he's told Jackson he loves him, he tells him every now and then but he's still uncomfortable with all the talk of feelings but he's getting better and in only a year, he's done amazingly well, Jackson knows this, it's why Jackson doesn't care when he pulls a face.

Aaron rolls over onto his back and stretches his arm out across Jackson's pillow, a silent indication that he wants Jackson to roll over towards him, to use his arm as his pillow. Jackson knows what he wants and after a beat, he gives it to him. They snuggle up against each other, wrapping themselves around one another to be as close as humanly possible. It wasn't how they planned to spend their first night living together again but it was a pretty perfect second choice. They weren't all about sex and lying in that bed, as close as they were, both perfectly content proved it.

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