Pairing: Nivansfield

Author's note: Once again...didn't get a chance to proofread over it and I'll probably do it later. But for now this is the finished project as short as it may be. I hope you all enjoy it. XD

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Little Nivansfield Thanksgiving Day

Was it retaliation? Payback for what Piers had called torture on Halloween? The guests had arrived and seemed far more content on teasing poor Piers relentlessly, which honestly wasn't bad for Chris because he got to see just how red Piers's cheeks could get. Piers had been flustered at the amount of questions Rebecca asked him and Barry's never ending innuendos didn't help matters for either of them. Of course, all the alcohol everyone had been drinking probably didn't help the case.

Honestly, Barry was probably the jolliest werewolf Chris had ever seen. Alongside the cute dressed Sherry witch, the Claire bunny, and the sexily dressed Jill vampire, Barry looked more like a really hairy sexual predator than a werewolf. Sherry's new friend Jake had come as himself, the party pooper, and spent much of his time playing glaring games with Nivansfield and calling Piers a whiny pup only for the two to start arguing with name calling. And of course Rebecca couldn't be outdone by the sexy Jill and had come as a sexy version of a witch. Her reason? Because it was Halloween and all girls went as witches.

They still had a lot of fun and played games like apple bobbling and strip poker which resulted in Piers getting payback on the rest of their friends with justified victory. And though it was awkward for Chris to have to see his sister strip, the party was perfect with a lot of good cheer and beer to go around.

And now Thanksgiving was here and Piers had invited his parents to come visit. It was just what Chris wasn't ready for. And how did Chris find out? With Piers out of the blue saying, "oh and my parents are coming for Thanksgiving," one day.

"So uh…how long are they planning to stay?" Chris rubbed behind his head as he stared at Piers's back. Piers stood at the sink washing the dishes from today's dinner as Nivansfield sat at his feet wagging his tail completely content to just be in his presence.

"I'm not sure," Piers said not even glancing back. "A few days? Maybe a week?" He dried his hands on the dishrag as he finished before walking over to the cupboard, Nivansfield right on his tail. "I figured they can use the guest bedroom since it has a big enough bed."

"So they'll be staying here." It was more of a statement than a question as Chris started frowning watching Piers pull out bag of chips for himself before tossing a bone down for Nivansfield to gnaw on, the big dog tackling it and chewing on it happily. "For probably a week."

Piers shrugged his shoulders sitting at the table with him as he lifted his feet resting them on Chris's lap before he looked up at him meaningfully. "Does it bother you that they're coming?"

"Huh?" The sudden question threw him off as he stared back at Piers before shaking his head quickly. "No! No, it doesn't bother me at all!"

Piers leaned forward, his frown getting deeper. "You have a problem with them, don't you?"

"No!" Chris yelled out again before he reached down rubbing Piers's feet. "Just well…exactly how much do they know about us…about me," he cleaned up.

Though Piers relaxed at the initial foot rub, he lowered them down at the question resting his arms on the table as he stared at Chris. "…They know you're my captain. They also know I speak very highly of you." The words "as my Captain," seemed to hang in the air behind the words.

"I mean…about us," Chris clarified. "Our relationship."

"…I've never told them we're dating if that's what you mean. They know we live together, though." He smiled. "They said they want to meet you and Nivansfield."

Chris felt like he'd been hit by a truck and that truck was slowly backing up on him. This was bad. And yet he couldn't figure out the nonchalant way that Piers seemed to act. He wasn't worried about it at all.

"I…uh…" Chris rubbed behind his head again. "I'll sleep on the couch and you can have the bed."

"We can share like we usually do," Piers said shrugging his shoulders. "The couch isn't that comfortable."

"I think I'll be ok for the time they'll be staying." If it meant Piers's parents not finding out the hard way that they were more than just simple roommates, he didn't mind resting on the uncomfortable couch.

"If that's where you want to sleep," Piers said heading for the door. "Whatever makes you feel the most comfortable." Chris blinked before he got up quickly rushing to the door and staring at Piers's back at he made his way to the couch.

"I don't mean that I'm uncomfortable with you," Chris said quickly almost tripping over Nivansfield as the big dog padded past him to lie on Piers on the couch like a comfortable blanket.

"I know," Piers said rubbing Nivansfield's head before looking back at him. "I guess I just really wanted you to meet my parents since I got to meet yours." The somber smile almost broke his heart. Chris smiled at him before he walked over kneeling in front of him helping him to pet the dog as he stared into Piers's perfect hazel eyes.

"It's fine," he said leaning up closer. "I'd gladly love to meet you parents." The other leaned back opening his mouth to talk but Chris took advantage as he leaned in kissing him. Whatever words were about to spill from Piers's lips seemed almost forgotten as the kiss deepened into tongue-filled play.

Nivansfield's head jumped up just before the doorbell rang. He barked thumping his tail on the couch before running over pacing in front of the door. Chris broke the kiss at Nivansfield's reaction laughing as he stood walking to the door.

"Ok boy, I'm coming."

"Uh…Chris…."

"Can't imagine what has you so excited." He reached for the doorknob.

"Chris, wait. I forgot to tell you that-"

Too late. The door opened and Chris's smile dropped to a surprised stare as two older smiling faces stared back at him. He cut his eyes over to Piers quickly watching the young second team leader wince as he popped his head in reaction.

"I forgot to tell you my parents were coming today."

END.