Rating: T / PG-13 / FRT
Pairing: Reid/Tyler
Word Count: 718
Rain
A door slammed, followed by feet pounding angrily down the porch steps. A second later the door opened once more and a second pair of feet stepped out quickly.
"Come on!"
"Fuck you!"
"It's not like I did it on purpose!"
Heavy footsteps thudded down the stairs as the second person followed the first. Reid sighed irritably and jogged to catch up to his pissed off friend. He reached out a hand when he caught up to him, curling his fingers round the tense shoulder.
"Hey, come on, baby boy—"
Tyler turned around sharply, pushing Reid back. The blond stumbled and caught himself before he fell down.
"Fuck you, Reid!"
Reid turned from apologetic to angry in three seconds flat.
"Jesus Christ, Tyler!" He said, voice rising to match the youngest's anger. "It's just a car!"
"A car that you took without telling me—"
"—I was gonna tell you!"
"—and then wrapped around a tree!"
"It's not like I planned to crash it!"
Tyler made a frustrated sound in the back of his throat and turned, once again stalking off down the large lawn. The dark clouds above them grumbled in a reflection of their anger. Reid followed once again, legs working overtime to reach the younger boy.
"It's just a car, for fuck's sake!" Reid yelled at Tyler's rigid back. He felt the first drop of rain fall onto his nose and he wiped it away irritably. "You can get a new one!"
"I don't care!" Tyler practically screamed, turning so sharply that Reid was caught off-guard and nearly slammed into the angry boy. His eyes were blazing. "I don't fucking care about the car, you bastard! This isn't about the car!"
Reid frowned; taken aback by Tyler's explosive anger. This was Tyler for Christ's sake! He was supposed to be the level-headed on of the group. The clouds rumbled again and a few more spots of rain fell on Reid's head.
"Then what—?"
"YOU!" And this time Tyler did scream. He made harsh gestures towards Reid with his hands, further conveying his anger and helplessness with the movements. "It's about you!"
The heavens opened and the rain fell down hard and fast. Neither of them seemed bothered that they were getting wet and stayed standing in the middle of the perfectly manicured lawn that was the Danvers' garden.
"You could have died!" Tyler carried on over the sound of the rain hitting the ground. "You could have been hurt."
"Yeah, but I wasn't."
"But you could have!" Tyler yelled, stepping forward that spare inch and bringing them face to face. Reid could see the anger and the worry and the desperation in Tyler's eyes and it stopped him in his tracks. The rain had plastered his brown hair to his forehead, much like his own, and was running down his face in streams. "You could have, Reid, and you're more worried about my reaction to the state of the freaking car than my reaction to the state of you."
He was soaked from head to toe, eyes blazing with angry flames that didn't seemed to be dampened by the rain.
Reid had never seen anything so beautiful in his life.
Tyler carried on in Reid's silence, "It's like you didn't even care about yourself; like you didn't care that you might not have walked away from it." He shook his head. "Did you even think about how I would feel if that happened? Did you—"
Cool, rain-slick lips stopped Tyler's tirade. Reid's eyes slid shut when Tyler kissed back fervently, mouth opening under his own immediately and tongue pushing into his mouth. Hands pushed through his wet hair, clinging to him like he was a life-float. His own hands settled on Tyler's hips, completing the circle of contact and keeping the younger boy from pulling away.
Tongue's slid and lips sucked as they kissed passionately. Reid could feel Tyler's fear and he tried to put everything he had into his kiss, trying to comfort the younger boy.
I'm still here. I'm ok. We're ok.
I know.
When they pulled away from the kiss a few moments later, Tyler pressed his forehead against Reid's, heedless of the cold rain, and murmured breathlessly, "Don't think I wont still kick your ass later."