UTHOR: trista groulx (the dustytiger)
DISCLAIMER: kim, jimmy, bobby, carlos, lieu et al don't belong to me, they belong to NBC, their creator and the actors and actresses who portray them
RATING: R for sexual situations (not really anything really "r" about this one)
SUMMARY: so the cat's out of the bag with some people, they just need to talk to doc
AUTHORS NOTES: another little fluff part, i like it and i hope you do too... not much to say about this part other then i feel like i'm writing cliches my two tw fics have bobby making pancakes.. but they're such a yummy breakie! oh with the fic folks
Bobby had just gotten off shift. He was glad about Jimmy's shift change so that he would not have to try to avoid him as he was leaving that night. He quickly got changed, and knew he wanted to go see Kim. If everyone else knew, it would only be a matter of time before Doc found out. He figured it would probably be easier to tell Doc, and just get it out of the way so they would not be in any more trouble for keeping their new relationship under wraps.
He got into his car, and drove over to Kim's. He let himself in, and was surprised to find Joey on the couch watching TV. Joey seemed surprised to see him.
"Hi," said Joey.
"Is your mom sleeping?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"Why aren't you in bed?"
He shrugged. "It's not my bedtime."
"I know your bedtime is in five minutes, so how about you go brush your teeth and change into your pajamas?"
He looked at him quizzically. "I don't want to."
"Your mother is sick, and your father isn't here, so for right now I'm in charge. And I'd really like it if you'd just get ready for bed for me."
He shrugged. "All right, Bobby."
"When you're done I'll read you a story."
"Thank you."
Joey disappeared first into the bathroom, then his room. He came back out in his fire truck pajamas. Bobby went into his room to read him the book. Joey got under the covers, and Bobby sat next to him. Bobby read him the book and before he left the room Joey was asleep. He loved that kid, a lot, but he knew he wanted one of his own one day.
Bobby tip toed into Kim's room, carefully so not to wake her. He stripped down to his boxers and then crawled into the bed. As he was about to pull the covers over himself, he felt an arm on his chest.
"Bobby?" she whispered, groggily.
"Yeah, it's me Kim." He leaned over to kiss her, but she pulled away.
"What are you doing here? I'm sick."
"I know, when you wake up we need to talk, but for now I just want to be next to you."
She shrugged. "Why?"
"I sleep better when you're next to me."
She smiled at him. "I love you, Bobby."
"I love you, Kim."
She kissed him lightly on the lips. "Good night." The rolled onto her side.
He spooned up next to her. "Good night," he whispered in her ear.
He woke up the next morning feeling very well rested. Kim was still next to him, and he decided to stay where he was, and take in every part of waking up next to her. His arm was asleep from being pinned beneath her but he didn't care. He took a deep breath and took in the distinct smells of being in her room.
He was just about to fall back to sleep for a few more moments of rest when he heard the door squeak open. In the doorway stood Joey. He smiled, at Bobby, as Bobby carefully got up without waking her. "Morning," he whispered. "How about we go get some breakfast?"
"Okay, what about Mommy?"
"She's not feeling good, so we're going to sleep a little later."
He nodded. "Did she get my cold?"
"I think so."
The two of them went into the kitchen. Bobby started looking through the cupboards to see what was there. Joey, meanwhile was pulling ingredients out, and setting them on the table. Bobby turned around to see, flour, milk, eggs, sugar and syrup sitting on the counter.
"Are you trying to tell me you want pancakes for breakfast?" he asked
"Yeah," Joey replied with a laugh.
"I think you get pancakes too much when you know almost everything that you need to make them."
He smiled. "I like 'em."
"I know you do. Don't forget we have to be extra quiet."
"I know. Why were you and Mommy in the same bed?"
Bobby had been going to get a measuring cup and stopped in his tracks. This was not a question he should be answering, this was something she should be answering. But Kim was in bed, and Joey wanted an answer to his question. What was he going to tell him?
"What?" Bobby asked.
"Mommy told me that only married people sleep in the same bed, but you're not married, and you were in her bed. So why were you in there?" he elaborated.
"Sometimes, when two people have known each other a long enough time, and love each other like me and your mom do, it's okay."
"Oh," he mumbled, unconvinced.
"It's hard to explain, Joey. Most of the time, it's true, only married people should sleep in the same bed. But sometimes, people love each other just as much as people who are married but can't get married, so it's okay to sleep in the same bed with that person. I want to be married to your mom, Joey, but we can't do that just yet, but I like being able to go to sleep with her next to me. Kind of like you like to have your teddy bear on your bed when you're sleeping. Do you understand?"
"I think so. So does that mean you want to marry Mommy one day?"
"Yes, one day."
Joey was grinning from ear to ear. He watched as Bobby continued to make breakfast. He was very excited about hearing that Bobby wanted to marry his mother. He knew that it was a secret, just like them going out was.
Bobby then gave Joey a plate with two pancakes on it, then continued to make his own breakfast. He then covered the rest of the batter, and put in the fridge until Kim woke up. Before long it was time to bring Joey down to catch his bus to school. Bobby walked him down, and waited until he was safely on the bus to leave. He went back up to her apartment to wait for her to wake up.
"Shit!" he heard her scream from her room. She flew out of the bedroom. "Why did you let me sleep so late?" she demanded.
"What?" he asked.
"I have to get breakfast ready, and he's going to be late for school."
"Calm down, Kim. It's done, Joey's on his way to school in a big yellow school bus as we speak."
She sat down next to him, and kissed him lightly. "Thank you."
"No problem, now you stay here and I'll make you something to eat."
"I'm fine."
"You're sick."
"I'm felling better, I swear."
He laughed. "I bet you'd feel even better with a tummy full of pancakes."
She smiled at him. "You don't have to do that."
"I want to."
He made her breakfast, and just so she didn't have to eat alone he made another one for himself. They had both finished, and were just sitting at the table in front of their empty plates. They both wanted to bring up the topic of telling Doc what was going on, but neither knew how to tell the other.
"So you're going to go to work today?" Bobby asked.
"Yeah, I'm feeling a lot better, and these pancakes are agreeing with my stomach, so I think I'm fine," she replied.
"Good. I think we may have to talk to Doc today."
She nodded. "I agree, if that many people know it's only a matter of time before it gets to him."
"Yeah, and I'm sure he'd rather us come to him, then for him to find out through someone else, or a slip up."
"He'll be easier on us if we just tell him the truth."
He took her hand. "I have to agree with you there, Kim. So no going in at different times today?"
"No, I'll just go in with you."
He stood up, and kissed her lightly. "Good, I'd like that."
"How was Joey this morning?"
"Good, he asked me why I was in your bed if we weren't married."
"What did you tell him."
"I told him that sometimes when you love someone enough it's okay even if you're not married. Then I told him that I want to marry you, and he seemed fine with that."
She nodded. "Did you tell him I wanted to marry you?"
He shook his head. "That's not for me to tell. I know you said it, but I'm sure that your son finding out you promised to marry me is something he should hear from you."
She laughed. "Yeah, I'd say so. I'll clean up while you grab a shower."
"No, no, I'll clean up, and I'll join you in a few minutes."
tbc...
end notes: hello, i'm the fluff queen, yeeesh, i think i need some kind of drama, or to just end this fic on a fluff note... still got some more stuff i'd like to cover if you wanna read so pls tell me if you do