Chris and Wyatt sat facing each other on the couch, their legs
intertwined. They were just casually talking, but it was nice to be that
close. Wyatt laughed at something they were talking about, when he had
stopped laughing he looked at Chris and smiled, tucking a stray strand of
Chris' hair behind his ear.
Leo orbed into the hallway outside the living room and was about to walk in when he saw his sons on the couch. He watched as they talked and when Wyatt tucked Chris' hair behind his ear he had had enough. He let out a disgusted sound, making no move to conceal it and orbed out.
Wyatt and Chris had looked up when they heard their dad make that rather rude noise. Wyatt saw the look on Chris' face and said "Forget it, we don't need him. We've mom and Aunt Paige and Aunt Paige." Chris nodded, not looking quite as sad, but still slightly out of it. Wyatt knew how much approval from his dad meant to Chris. Wyatt felt bad because it had been he who had made the first move, forcing Chris to throw any chance of approval out the window. Wyatt sighed and leaned back against the arm of the couch.
Just then Piper walked in a faced her sons on the couch. "I've done some thinking, and I'm okay with this, as long as we set some rules." Wyatt and Chris looked at her curiously. "Okay, first off, you are not allowed to be all over each other in front of anyone in the house. This goes for everyone, not just you two. And second, no sharing the same bed, you are too young."
"Mom, we're—"began Chris, but he was cut off by his mom.
"Eighteen and nineteen, too young," she stated firmly. "You guys agree to the rules?" They nodded, each looking a bit rueful about the second rule. "Good." She went back to the kitchen were she had been cooking dinner.
Chris looked around and grinned slyly, he said, "Well, we're alone." He pushed Wyatt back on the couch and leaned in to kiss him.
Wyatt put up a hand to hold back Chris' smaller frame, "You've certainly gotten aggressive." He moved his hand and let Chris do whatever.
"Yes I have," said Chris, nibbling Wyatt's ear and trailing kisses down his neck. Wyatt wiggled under Chris, making little noises. Chris laughed and brought his mouth to Wyatt's. He felt Wyatt push his tongue into his mouth, but pulled back and said, "No, I get to play."
Wyatt gave into his brother, but he wondered what had changed. Chris wasn't acting like Chris. 'Could it be something to do with dad?' Wyatt thought. He didn't know what it was, but he had to admit he sort of liked it, he just wish that he knew if Chris was doing this because he wanted to, or because he wanted to get back at his dad. He felt Chris get off him and opened his eyes. Chris grabbed his hand and pulled him off the couch.
They were walking up the stairs, Chris in the lead, when his foot hit the first step they were stopped by Piper's shout of "Too young!" Chris looked at Wyatt in disbelief.
"How'd she know?" whispered Chris.
"Wyatt just laughed and said, "She always knows."
"Maybe she has a power she's not telling us about," said Chris. He let go of Wyatt's hand and began to walk in the direction of the kitchen, but before he could get far Wyatt grabbed his had again and pulled him into a kiss. Just then Phoebe walked in from some other part of the house.
"Oops," she whispered and walked back out.
Chris lay with his head on Wyatt's chest absently tracing his finger on Wyatt's stomach. "Chris?" Wyatt asked quietly.
"Hmm?" Chris answered sleepily.
"Well, I was just thinking, we haven't, you know," said Wyatt, stroking Chris' hair.
Chris shifted his position to look at Wyatt, "Why were you thinking about that? And to be honest Wy, I don't really want to, that would just be a little too weird."
"Yeah," said Wyatt, laughing a little. Weird was the word that ruled their lives. They lay in silence for a little while.
"Wyatt?" Chris asked.
"Mmm," was Wyatt's only response.
"Are you sure the spell in here and in my room worked?" asked Chris. They had cast a spell to make it seem like they were sleeping in separate beds, anything to keep Piper happy.
"Positive," said Wyatt sleepily.
Chris closed his eyes and said, "Okay," and fell asleep soon after that.
Leo orbed into the hallway outside the living room and was about to walk in when he saw his sons on the couch. He watched as they talked and when Wyatt tucked Chris' hair behind his ear he had had enough. He let out a disgusted sound, making no move to conceal it and orbed out.
Wyatt and Chris had looked up when they heard their dad make that rather rude noise. Wyatt saw the look on Chris' face and said "Forget it, we don't need him. We've mom and Aunt Paige and Aunt Paige." Chris nodded, not looking quite as sad, but still slightly out of it. Wyatt knew how much approval from his dad meant to Chris. Wyatt felt bad because it had been he who had made the first move, forcing Chris to throw any chance of approval out the window. Wyatt sighed and leaned back against the arm of the couch.
Just then Piper walked in a faced her sons on the couch. "I've done some thinking, and I'm okay with this, as long as we set some rules." Wyatt and Chris looked at her curiously. "Okay, first off, you are not allowed to be all over each other in front of anyone in the house. This goes for everyone, not just you two. And second, no sharing the same bed, you are too young."
"Mom, we're—"began Chris, but he was cut off by his mom.
"Eighteen and nineteen, too young," she stated firmly. "You guys agree to the rules?" They nodded, each looking a bit rueful about the second rule. "Good." She went back to the kitchen were she had been cooking dinner.
Chris looked around and grinned slyly, he said, "Well, we're alone." He pushed Wyatt back on the couch and leaned in to kiss him.
Wyatt put up a hand to hold back Chris' smaller frame, "You've certainly gotten aggressive." He moved his hand and let Chris do whatever.
"Yes I have," said Chris, nibbling Wyatt's ear and trailing kisses down his neck. Wyatt wiggled under Chris, making little noises. Chris laughed and brought his mouth to Wyatt's. He felt Wyatt push his tongue into his mouth, but pulled back and said, "No, I get to play."
Wyatt gave into his brother, but he wondered what had changed. Chris wasn't acting like Chris. 'Could it be something to do with dad?' Wyatt thought. He didn't know what it was, but he had to admit he sort of liked it, he just wish that he knew if Chris was doing this because he wanted to, or because he wanted to get back at his dad. He felt Chris get off him and opened his eyes. Chris grabbed his hand and pulled him off the couch.
They were walking up the stairs, Chris in the lead, when his foot hit the first step they were stopped by Piper's shout of "Too young!" Chris looked at Wyatt in disbelief.
"How'd she know?" whispered Chris.
"Wyatt just laughed and said, "She always knows."
"Maybe she has a power she's not telling us about," said Chris. He let go of Wyatt's hand and began to walk in the direction of the kitchen, but before he could get far Wyatt grabbed his had again and pulled him into a kiss. Just then Phoebe walked in from some other part of the house.
"Oops," she whispered and walked back out.
Chris lay with his head on Wyatt's chest absently tracing his finger on Wyatt's stomach. "Chris?" Wyatt asked quietly.
"Hmm?" Chris answered sleepily.
"Well, I was just thinking, we haven't, you know," said Wyatt, stroking Chris' hair.
Chris shifted his position to look at Wyatt, "Why were you thinking about that? And to be honest Wy, I don't really want to, that would just be a little too weird."
"Yeah," said Wyatt, laughing a little. Weird was the word that ruled their lives. They lay in silence for a little while.
"Wyatt?" Chris asked.
"Mmm," was Wyatt's only response.
"Are you sure the spell in here and in my room worked?" asked Chris. They had cast a spell to make it seem like they were sleeping in separate beds, anything to keep Piper happy.
"Positive," said Wyatt sleepily.
Chris closed his eyes and said, "Okay," and fell asleep soon after that.