This is a collection of drabbles that I've written based on AU prompts. They are unedited and some are incomplete, mostly they're just little blurbs that I do for a warm-up, but I hope you enjoy them anyway!
Characters: Cain, Abel
Prompt: Car breaks down in the middle of nowhere and hot local comes to fix it
"God dammit!"
Cain gripped the steering wheel of his '96 Accord with both hands, squeezing it until his knuckles turned white. The temperature gauge had entered the red zone miles ago, but he had refused to stop, determined to get to the next town. Now he was paying the price; smoke poured out from under the hood, blocking his vision and probably ruining the engine. He clunked over towards the shoulder of the narrow two-lane road, pulling all the way off and out of the way of any oncoming cars. There weren't many on the back road, but as he pulled over, a small red car whizzed past his, leaving dirt and dust flying up in its wake.
Turning off the car and shoving the door open to get out, Cain stepped up out of his low vehicle. The car was a piece of crap, but it had served him well for many years, and he was reluctant to get rid of it. Walking around to the passenger's side, he opened the door and popped the button to open the little compartment built into the dashboard. Digging around in it for a moment, he finally pulled out a folded up road map. Mumbling swears to himself, he unfolded it and scanned it with his dark eyes, trying to pinpoint where he was and where the nearest town was. He let out a loud groan as he realized that he was at least two miles away from any help. Wiping sweat away from his brow, he suddenly realized just how hot it was outside, and he frowned.
Sighing, Cain popped the hood, and raised his arms to shield his face as the trapped smoke rolled out in waves. Coughing, he waved his hands in the air to try and clear it away a bit quicker. For a moment, all he could do was wait for the smoke to clear. Hell, he couldn't even see the car through the wall of smoke. Damn, I probably should have pulled over hours ago, he thought to himself, letting out a short and bitter laugh.
He'd been stranded for about 20 minutes when he spotted the outline of a man walking towards him. Giving a quick glance at the map, Cain noticed that the direction was the same as the closest town, but surely someone all the way out there couldn't have known he needed help? As the stranger got closer, Cain was able to recognize more features; forest green hair, a lean figure, and a confident, long-strided walk.
The stranger was about 10 feet away when he spoke for the first time. "Need help?" He flashed a grin that showed off pearly white teeth. Deep dimples formed in his cheeks when he smiled, and he stared at Cain with soft green eyes.
Cain felt his heartbeat speed up slightly. The man had a very handsome face, and somehow he didn't seem to have broken a sweat even after his long walk in the heat. Returning the smile, Cain rubbed the back of his neck, a bit embarrassed. "Yeah," he admitted, glancing at the old car that was still letting out small puffs of smoke, the black fumes dispersing in the air.
Coming closer, the stranger raised his hands, and Cain realized that he was holding two large jugs of water. He offered one, and Cain took it graciously. Popping the lid off, he raised the jug to his mouth and gulped down a couple mouthfuls, welcoming the cold and wet feeling on his scratchy throat. Wiping his mouth with his arm when he had finished, he lowered the jug in time to catch the stranger staring at him with interest in his eyes. He moved his gaze away immediately, but Cain could swear that he saw a bit of color rise into the green-haired man's cheeks.
"What's your name?" Cain asked curiously.
The stranger brushed his hair out of his eyes with one hand. "I'm Abel," he introduced himself simply. "I live in a town down the road, a couple miles out from here." He stuck out his right hand.
Nodding in response, Cain gave his name as well and accepted the invitation to shake hands. When he gripped the hand of the green-haired man, he was surprised at the softness of it, yet his handshake was firm. He lingered for just a moment, feeling a bit reluctant to let go, although he didn't know why.
After a moment of hesitation, Cain asked the question had been on his mind since he first spotted the stranger approaching. "How'd you know I was out here?"
Abel flashed him that charming smile once more. "A nice fellow in a red car stopped by, mentioned that someone had broken down. It's uncommon, so I decided to see if I could offer any help."
"I see." Cute and sweet? That's unfair… Cain let out a laugh, and gave his green car a light kick on the front tire, setting his half-empty water bottle on the roof. "Well, let's see if this mess is salvageable."
Readjusting the hook that supported the hood, Abel set the other jug of water down on the ground and then waved away the small line of smoke that still rose from the engine. He leaned in to get a closer look as he examined the inside of the car.
Cain felt his breath catch in his throat. As the stranger bent, his shirt rode up slightly, and Cain was able to catch a glimpse of a muscled back as tan as the rest of his skin. Moving his gaze a bit lower, he found himself staring at Abel's perfectly round backside. After a moment, he realized that Abel had looked over his shoulder, catching him in the act of staring. Instead of being angry, he gave Cain a sly smile and turned back around, his waist moving ever so slightly.
Cain moved from the front of the car to the side, passing around where Abel was leaning. Feeling mischievous, he stuck his arm stuck a bit further than it needed to, and he 'accidentally' brushed his hand against the other man's rear as he moved. It was a quick, subtle movement, but it lasted long enough for Cain to feel Abel's surprised jump at the sudden touch. The redhead leaned against the side of the car, crossing his arms over his chest as he watched Abel inspect the engine.
Straightening back up, Abel placed his hands on his hips. "Well, the engine's shot for now," he explained with a shrug. "There's not much to do except just wait for it to cool off." Leaning down, he grabbed the other jug of water and twisted the cap off, dumping about a third of it onto the boiling engine, creating a wave of steam that escaped into the air with a loud hiss. Moving around to the side of the car that Cain was leaning against, he flashed a playful smile. "Why don't you come back to town—"
That sultry, seductive tone was the invitation that Cain had been waiting for. He suddenly moved in front of Abel, using his broad structure to his advantage. His hands rested on the car, his arms on either side of Abel's head; the green-haired man's back pushed against the side of the car and he let out a short breath.
Cain stared into Abel's captivating gaze; the stranger had been hard to read at first, but now his soft green eyes were flooded with interest and excitement. Glancing downward, his first thought was how soft Abel's lips looked, and how badly he wanted to feel for himself. He hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether or not to continue, but any thoughts of doubt were erased when Abel made the first move, leaning up to connect their mouths and planting a light kiss on Cain's thin lips.
Responding quickly, Cain pressed his mouth against Abel's, one of his hands lowering to slowly trace across the other man's jawline. They separated for a moment and Cain should see a strong shiver run down Abel's spine. He let out a short laugh, suddenly finding the situation funny. Out in the middle of nowhere, kissing a stranger next to a broken down car; it was something straight out of a cheesy romance novel.
"What's so funny?" Abel's gentle voice reached Cain's ears, and he reached his arms up and wrapped them behind the redhead's neck, pulling him a bit closer.
"Nothing," Cain shrugged, grinning, somehow comfortable with the weight of Abel's arms resting on his shoulders. "Just… is this really happening?"
Returning the smile, Abel pulled Cain's head down toward his and gave him a quick kiss on the nose. "You're cute when you laugh."
Feeling color rush to his cheeks, Cain escaped the embarrassment of his blush by reconnecting his lips with Abel's.