Pounding Heartbeats 2: What Dreams May Come
By Maureen
Okay, basically, this ties into Silent Heartbeats, this focuses on the Hank/Tyler aspects of the story. It will basically mirror Silent Heartbeats except H/T are the main characters, so don't expect everything to match if only because of the different viewpoints. Yes, Jamie will make appearances!
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Tyler lay in the station bunk, blissfully unaware he was being watched. His body was exhausted as was his mind, but his mind hadn't quite realized it yet. His dreams were vivid, pictures of the things and people he loved most the forefront of his thoughts.
Hank. Henry Beecham. He was pure chocolate that melts in his mouth, not in his hands. Smelling slightly of CK1 and mouthwash, he was quite fun to taste. Tyler dreamed of the first time they made out, in the back of Hank's SUV no less! It had been raining that day and they were soaked to the bone. They had stripped off their t-shirts, used to seeing each other naked since they were in football together. For some reason, at least for Tyler, this time was different. The smooth, dark skin seemed alluring, different. He leaned over as if to change the radio station at the same time Hank did.
It was cliché but it had worked. Their mouths touched slowly and all time had melted away. Within minutes they had solved the age-old question of 'boxers or briefs' and were in the backseat, bodies intertwined with each other. Hands exploring new flesh.
It had been frenzied, everything new and as wonderful and Tyler had thought it would be. In his sleep he smiled, it was then they had decided to become a couple, openly gay with their friends. Hank had confessed he had always felt like this, but Tyler said he was only bisexual, choosing to walk down the middle of Gay Street instead of one side. It suited him well.
***
Hank checked to make sure no one was watching, Val was asleep on the couch and Jamie was studying his sign book, not paying attention to anything else. Hank just sat in the chair, gazing at Tyler as he slept. The smooth, pale complexion, the slight smile softening his features. The short blonde curls. He was perfection.
Hank smiled slightly, remembering when they had told Val. It was after work on evening and they had decided to hang at the local Marble Slab to unwind. They, Hank and Tyler, had been making surreptitious glances at each other. Finally, Val put her cup of ice cream down, demanding to know what was going on.
With a slightly embarrassed blush from Tyler and a sigh from Hank, Hank clasped Tyler's hand within his and told her outright.
Val had been shocked to say the least. This was Tyler and Hank, her crush and one of her closest friends! She almost made a row in the middle of the hospital, but were saved by Alex showing up. At lunch she calmed down and stopped yelling, but they never quite felt like her congrats was genuine until they had also told Jamie once he had gotten out of the hospital.
Life was good for the time being.
A/N: Marble Slab is an ice cream shop similar to (and better than) Coldstone.
By Maureen
Okay, basically, this ties into Silent Heartbeats, this focuses on the Hank/Tyler aspects of the story. It will basically mirror Silent Heartbeats except H/T are the main characters, so don't expect everything to match if only because of the different viewpoints. Yes, Jamie will make appearances!
***
Tyler lay in the station bunk, blissfully unaware he was being watched. His body was exhausted as was his mind, but his mind hadn't quite realized it yet. His dreams were vivid, pictures of the things and people he loved most the forefront of his thoughts.
Hank. Henry Beecham. He was pure chocolate that melts in his mouth, not in his hands. Smelling slightly of CK1 and mouthwash, he was quite fun to taste. Tyler dreamed of the first time they made out, in the back of Hank's SUV no less! It had been raining that day and they were soaked to the bone. They had stripped off their t-shirts, used to seeing each other naked since they were in football together. For some reason, at least for Tyler, this time was different. The smooth, dark skin seemed alluring, different. He leaned over as if to change the radio station at the same time Hank did.
It was cliché but it had worked. Their mouths touched slowly and all time had melted away. Within minutes they had solved the age-old question of 'boxers or briefs' and were in the backseat, bodies intertwined with each other. Hands exploring new flesh.
It had been frenzied, everything new and as wonderful and Tyler had thought it would be. In his sleep he smiled, it was then they had decided to become a couple, openly gay with their friends. Hank had confessed he had always felt like this, but Tyler said he was only bisexual, choosing to walk down the middle of Gay Street instead of one side. It suited him well.
***
Hank checked to make sure no one was watching, Val was asleep on the couch and Jamie was studying his sign book, not paying attention to anything else. Hank just sat in the chair, gazing at Tyler as he slept. The smooth, pale complexion, the slight smile softening his features. The short blonde curls. He was perfection.
Hank smiled slightly, remembering when they had told Val. It was after work on evening and they had decided to hang at the local Marble Slab to unwind. They, Hank and Tyler, had been making surreptitious glances at each other. Finally, Val put her cup of ice cream down, demanding to know what was going on.
With a slightly embarrassed blush from Tyler and a sigh from Hank, Hank clasped Tyler's hand within his and told her outright.
Val had been shocked to say the least. This was Tyler and Hank, her crush and one of her closest friends! She almost made a row in the middle of the hospital, but were saved by Alex showing up. At lunch she calmed down and stopped yelling, but they never quite felt like her congrats was genuine until they had also told Jamie once he had gotten out of the hospital.
Life was good for the time being.
A/N: Marble Slab is an ice cream shop similar to (and better than) Coldstone.
