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Young Love
Chapter Six: - Showers and Interferences
"Hey Jon" Charlie said as he walked through the door, with a brunette hanging off his arm. When she saw Jon she pushed her breast out and smiled sweetly at him.
"Yo Charlie, Having fun?" Jon asked, as the brunette still tried to get his attention.
"Jon this is Michelle. Michelle this is Jon O'Neill my best mate. Are you going to this thing tonight?"
"Yes Kowalski that's why I'm standing here in a Tuxedo." He said.
"Jon, I can't find my shampoo again. Could you get it for me please" Sam yelled from her room. He sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Janet have you stolen Sam's smelly stuff again." Jon said as he walked towards Janet's room. There was no reply but a small bottle hit his chest. He caught it before it hit the floor.
"Thank you," he muttered. "Sam I coming into your room. I've closed my eyes I promise." he said entering the room. "Shit the beds there. Where are you girl?"
"I'm in the shower" She replied. As per usual Jon's timing stank. Jake Carter entered the flat. The two men had become friends since their introduction six weeks earlier.
"Sam you're gonna hafta help me here I can't see squat." He said.
"That's not my fault." she called from the shower.
"Hey I'm doing this for you. Not for me. Great I have a huge bruise on my shin now."
"Open you eyes and watch what you're doing." Sam said laughing at him.
"Sam play nice." he called.
"Jon, be careful the door's..."
"Closed" they said simultaneously as he walked into it.
"You could have told me then I wouldn't have walked into the bed." He cursed in Irish. The three flat mates and the two guests listened to the conversation with interest.
"Jon, open the door, close you eyes and walk in."
"Yes ma'am." he said saluting at the door.
"Oh for cryin' out loud." he muttered. He closed his eyes, opened the door and took one step in. Sam grabbed his arm and took the bottle of shampoo.
She pulled him closer and said "Thank you. I'd be lost without you." he smiled and Sam grabbed his ear and pulled his head down. She kissed his forehead before turning him around and pushing him out the door.
"Oh shit." he muttered when he saw Jake leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Err...explain." Jake said menacingly. Jon visibly gulped.
"Sir...Well...It's simple...Honest...Sam couldn't...Err, find her shampoo...She didn't check before...She err...Got in ...And...Well Janet stole it again...So she asked...Me if I knew...Err...Where it was...And well...I...Err...Had to take it to...Her...Err...Sam help!!!!" he called.
"You leave my daughter out of this Airman" Jake yelled. Jon leapt to attention. The look of absolute horror on Jon's face caused a small smile to cross Jake's face. Suddenly Jake couldn't help it and he burst out laughing.
"God you're so easy to wind up Jon" Jake said his hands on his knees.
"Dad, have you been terrorizing Jon again?" Sam said to her father as she came out of her room.
She sighed and said "If you wanna shower you'd better move it fly-boy."
He snapped a salute at her before pulling his cummerbund off and undoing his dress shirt, leaving his chest bared to the elements. He ignored Michelle's gaze but turned to Sam and said "Tá tú go h-álainn" he smiled before turning back to go for his shower.
Sam growled and said "I have to learn that language, he says all this stuff and I can't understand a word of it." Sam berated her father while Jon showered. He was in there for all of thirty second when there was a yell
"Kowalski where's my shower gel? God I am so gonna kick your ass." Jon stormed out of his room, naked apart from a towel held in place around his waist. He was dripping wet. Sam's jaw dropped when she saw him. Due to the naked torso she was able to finally see the two tattoo's on his biceps. 'Éireann go Brách' was at the very top of his left arm with a small green shamrock underneath and on his right bicep a cheeky dancing leprechaun.
Jon looked at Sam and winked before saying "Sam...jaw."
"Huh? What?" Sam asked confused.
"It's on the floor, muirnín." Kowalski threw his shower gel at him. Jon stormed back into his room and continued to shower. Sam had noticed the looks that Michelle had been sending Jon and was suddenly very protective of the shy Irishman.
When Jon emerged he had pulled a pair of jeans on. The rest of his fiends had gone into the kitchen. Sam saw him first and smiled, having got used to his normal state of undress. When Michelle saw him she stood and walked up to him, not saying a word. She ran and hand over his bare chest and down to his groin. Jon was so angry he couldn't move. He hadn't exactly spelt it out that he was with Sam but the casual playfulness and flirting between the two over the last few weeks was a pretty good indication. Charlie, who had frozen when his girlfriend stood and caressed his best friend stood and grabbed her arm. He was just as angry as Jon.
"You slut. I can't believe you've just done that. My God. Jon and Sam are my fiends, and you have the audacity to touch Jon in front of...get out!"
"Charlie, please." she said. Jon was still standing shocked. Sam stood and touched his face gently and he came out of his state of shock. He smiled at her and Charlie stormed out of the room dragging a protesting Michelle with him. Michelle smiled saucily at Jon as he caught her eye, she then winked at him. He grabbed Sam round the waist as she looked like she was about to go for Michelle. Sam didn't struggle as Jon held her tight against his chest. Both of their breathing was heavy and laboured. Sam buried her face in the fuzz on Jon's chest and he rubbed her back. Jon was quietly grateful that Charlie went straight to his room.
"I am assuming that you want the rest of the evening to get ready for this thing. It starts at seven-thirty so we'll leave here at seven. That gives you an hour okay." Jon said. Sam grinned up at him and kissed his cheek, they walked out of the room talking quietly. Jon's hand was at the small of her back, causing Jake to smile.
Muirnín = Sweetheart
Tá tú go h-álainn = You're Beautiful
Young Love
Chapter Six: - Showers and Interferences
"Hey Jon" Charlie said as he walked through the door, with a brunette hanging off his arm. When she saw Jon she pushed her breast out and smiled sweetly at him.
"Yo Charlie, Having fun?" Jon asked, as the brunette still tried to get his attention.
"Jon this is Michelle. Michelle this is Jon O'Neill my best mate. Are you going to this thing tonight?"
"Yes Kowalski that's why I'm standing here in a Tuxedo." He said.
"Jon, I can't find my shampoo again. Could you get it for me please" Sam yelled from her room. He sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Janet have you stolen Sam's smelly stuff again." Jon said as he walked towards Janet's room. There was no reply but a small bottle hit his chest. He caught it before it hit the floor.
"Thank you," he muttered. "Sam I coming into your room. I've closed my eyes I promise." he said entering the room. "Shit the beds there. Where are you girl?"
"I'm in the shower" She replied. As per usual Jon's timing stank. Jake Carter entered the flat. The two men had become friends since their introduction six weeks earlier.
"Sam you're gonna hafta help me here I can't see squat." He said.
"That's not my fault." she called from the shower.
"Hey I'm doing this for you. Not for me. Great I have a huge bruise on my shin now."
"Open you eyes and watch what you're doing." Sam said laughing at him.
"Sam play nice." he called.
"Jon, be careful the door's..."
"Closed" they said simultaneously as he walked into it.
"You could have told me then I wouldn't have walked into the bed." He cursed in Irish. The three flat mates and the two guests listened to the conversation with interest.
"Jon, open the door, close you eyes and walk in."
"Yes ma'am." he said saluting at the door.
"Oh for cryin' out loud." he muttered. He closed his eyes, opened the door and took one step in. Sam grabbed his arm and took the bottle of shampoo.
She pulled him closer and said "Thank you. I'd be lost without you." he smiled and Sam grabbed his ear and pulled his head down. She kissed his forehead before turning him around and pushing him out the door.
"Oh shit." he muttered when he saw Jake leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Err...explain." Jake said menacingly. Jon visibly gulped.
"Sir...Well...It's simple...Honest...Sam couldn't...Err, find her shampoo...She didn't check before...She err...Got in ...And...Well Janet stole it again...So she asked...Me if I knew...Err...Where it was...And well...I...Err...Had to take it to...Her...Err...Sam help!!!!" he called.
"You leave my daughter out of this Airman" Jake yelled. Jon leapt to attention. The look of absolute horror on Jon's face caused a small smile to cross Jake's face. Suddenly Jake couldn't help it and he burst out laughing.
"God you're so easy to wind up Jon" Jake said his hands on his knees.
"Dad, have you been terrorizing Jon again?" Sam said to her father as she came out of her room.
She sighed and said "If you wanna shower you'd better move it fly-boy."
He snapped a salute at her before pulling his cummerbund off and undoing his dress shirt, leaving his chest bared to the elements. He ignored Michelle's gaze but turned to Sam and said "Tá tú go h-álainn" he smiled before turning back to go for his shower.
Sam growled and said "I have to learn that language, he says all this stuff and I can't understand a word of it." Sam berated her father while Jon showered. He was in there for all of thirty second when there was a yell
"Kowalski where's my shower gel? God I am so gonna kick your ass." Jon stormed out of his room, naked apart from a towel held in place around his waist. He was dripping wet. Sam's jaw dropped when she saw him. Due to the naked torso she was able to finally see the two tattoo's on his biceps. 'Éireann go Brách' was at the very top of his left arm with a small green shamrock underneath and on his right bicep a cheeky dancing leprechaun.
Jon looked at Sam and winked before saying "Sam...jaw."
"Huh? What?" Sam asked confused.
"It's on the floor, muirnín." Kowalski threw his shower gel at him. Jon stormed back into his room and continued to shower. Sam had noticed the looks that Michelle had been sending Jon and was suddenly very protective of the shy Irishman.
When Jon emerged he had pulled a pair of jeans on. The rest of his fiends had gone into the kitchen. Sam saw him first and smiled, having got used to his normal state of undress. When Michelle saw him she stood and walked up to him, not saying a word. She ran and hand over his bare chest and down to his groin. Jon was so angry he couldn't move. He hadn't exactly spelt it out that he was with Sam but the casual playfulness and flirting between the two over the last few weeks was a pretty good indication. Charlie, who had frozen when his girlfriend stood and caressed his best friend stood and grabbed her arm. He was just as angry as Jon.
"You slut. I can't believe you've just done that. My God. Jon and Sam are my fiends, and you have the audacity to touch Jon in front of...get out!"
"Charlie, please." she said. Jon was still standing shocked. Sam stood and touched his face gently and he came out of his state of shock. He smiled at her and Charlie stormed out of the room dragging a protesting Michelle with him. Michelle smiled saucily at Jon as he caught her eye, she then winked at him. He grabbed Sam round the waist as she looked like she was about to go for Michelle. Sam didn't struggle as Jon held her tight against his chest. Both of their breathing was heavy and laboured. Sam buried her face in the fuzz on Jon's chest and he rubbed her back. Jon was quietly grateful that Charlie went straight to his room.
"I am assuming that you want the rest of the evening to get ready for this thing. It starts at seven-thirty so we'll leave here at seven. That gives you an hour okay." Jon said. Sam grinned up at him and kissed his cheek, they walked out of the room talking quietly. Jon's hand was at the small of her back, causing Jake to smile.
Muirnín = Sweetheart
Tá tú go h-álainn = You're Beautiful