Ok guys and Gals! This story only goes up to chapter 12!
Three left after this!
Rated R
Disclaimer: I only own the Andersons, Anderson Manor, Anderson Hotels and Sealin's flat . . . and Lacy and Saturn and most of the kids talked about.
Warnings: Course Language, Sexual Situations, Violence, Uncomfortable Settings, male/male, oral sex, anal
Pairings:, Seamus/Colin (Colin/Seamus), Fred/Alex (Alex/Fred), Alex/Colin (Colin/Alex), Mike/Ginny, Fred/Mike, Draco/Harry, Ron/Hermione
. . . Enjoy . . .
"Why the hell not? They aren't related right? RIGHT?" Colin glared. "Why does Josh have green in his eyes Colin?" The blonde's orbs widened. "Why is he so fucking smart when we're average, me at best? Why is he taller than both of us and around Alex's height? Why is his voice so deep like Alex's Why does he have more in common with that fucker them with me?"
"Because you're not his father Seamus!" Colin yelled. He froze and his eyes started to water. "H-he's Alex's." Colin yelped and whimpered when he landed on his side, grabbing his jaw. He looked up at the taller shocked, angry blue eyes boring into him.
"You lied to me? For seventeen fucking years Colin! When were you going to fucking tell me that you cheated on me for that long, that he wasn't mine?" He yanked the smaller up and slammed him against the wall, the smaller's lip trembling. "You weren't were you?"
"No!" He sobbed and looked away.
"When did you sleep with Alex? Where?"
"I-It was at your birthday party." He whispered, looking away. "Y-you were drinking with Harry and Draco and I wanted to see how things were going with him and Fred because I hadn't talk to him since we stopped the weird relationship we had. One thing led to another and well . . ."
"You fucked." Seamus said with a dry laugh. "At my own birthday party? You're fucking twisted Colin!" He bit back the tears and shoved off. "Don't talk to me for a bit."
"But Seamus-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP COLIN!" he snapped. "Don't fucking speak to me! Be glad I'm not going to throw you out on your fucking ass!" he slammed his bedroom door and Colin let out a sob sliding down the wall. He sat there for a while before going to the closet and getting a pillow and some blankets making up the couch.
"Did you kick pappy out onto the couch again?" Josh teased stepping through the fireplace, Bridget heading to her room. Colin shook his head and Josh stiffened. "Daddy? A-are you alright? Is everything ok?" It was a fairly regular thing where Colin would get mad at a comment Seamus made and kick him out, making him sleep on the couch, mind you he was always let back into the room later on, but never once had the blonde slept there. He cleared his throat.
"Daddy fucked up big time and has to sleep on the couch for a while." Was all he rasped out. However, Josh didn't miss the rapidly growing bruise on his dad's jaw.
"P-Pandora and I have most of the plan worked out now."
"That's good" Colin smiled at him, yanking his shirt off and climbing under the blanket. "You should eat and head to bed. It's late."
"It's nine at night dad." Josh said nervously.
"Oh. Guess it's just me that's tired then. I'll talk to you about the plan some more tomorrow sweetie."
"O-ok."
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Colin stared nervously as he walked into his home, hanging up his hat and coat, putting his briefcase down from work. Seamus barely gave him a second glance.
"Wh-where's the kids?"
"Longbottom's." He muttered. Colin bit his lip and nodded.
"D-did you have a good day off?" Seamus flipped through the channels on the TV, ignoring the smaller. "Seamus?"
"What?" he glared at the smaller and Colin flinched, looking away, his eyes welling.
"I'm sorry." He whispered, walking towards his husband. He missed his Shay. The man he used to love so damn much. He crawled onto the taller's lap and Seamus let out an annoyed breath.
"Get off me Colin."
"Shay-"
"I SAID GET OFF!" He shoved the smaller and Colin gasped when his head collided with the coffee table. Seamus looked worried, but only for a second. Colin got up and sniffed, a hand on his head. He started to his room but arms wrapped around his waist, small kisses being placed along his neck. His eyes slipped closed and his lip trebled as he leaned back into the gentle touch. It had been so long since he was held like this by the brunet
"Love you."
"No you don't." Seamus whispered. "You wouldn't have hurt me the way you did if that statement were true."
"I'm sorry." Colin turned in his grasp, placing his hands on the broad chest.
"Only because I made you feel sorry." Seamus stated. Colin's eyes watered. He knew what would happen next. He stepped back and pulled his shirt off followed by his bottoms. He braced his hands on the wall and spread his feet, the taller rubbing a slick substance on his back.
Colin clenched his teeth and waited. A crack sounded followed by a scream, a stinging pain hitting the smaller. He hated it when the taller did this. Another assault was sprawled along his back and he gasped in pain. The third hit came and his knees gave out, sobs falling from his lips uncontrollably. Seamus dropped the whip and walked over, forcing the smaller to lay with his stomach upwards, the carpet digging into his bloodied wounds.
Colin whimpered and the brunette glared down at him before pressing his lips gently to the shorter's.
"Get washed up and get your ass in bed. I'm not done with you yet." Colin carefully pushed himself up and wobbled into the bathroom, closing the door. He checked his back and flinched at the long bleeding gashes. Fuck that last one really hurt. He casted his glamour and wet his face, drying it off before leaving and heading to his bedroom, the older already starkers and sitting on the edge of their bed, a hard look in his eyes.
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Colin sighed and stepped out of the car, Seamus next to him. He had a party that he was supposed to attend to and bring a date or your significant other. Seamus was, for once, rather sober. It was for Colin's work though.
They walked into the place and smiled and nodded.
"Hey Colin! How ya doing?" one co-worker asked. He smiled.
"Alright thanks!" He continued on, his hand holding onto his husbands forearm.
"Looking great Finnigan!" Another co-worker clapped Seamus on the back.
Jake, a good friend of Colin's raised his brow. Some thing was off, something was wrong . . . dead wrong about this situation. Colin turned to share a quick kiss with his husband and that's when Jake noticed the finger marks on the pale neck. He flinched and looked away.
It wasn't his business anyways.
"Hey Jake!" Colin grinned at him and he smiled back.
"Alright there Colin?"
"Of course! And you?"
"Fine as always." He grabbed a drink and started sipping it.
What the hell was going on at the Finnigan residence?
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"Hey." Colin smiled and stepped into the lovely home. "Wow you've done an amazing job!"
"Noah's the one who gets the credit! His house design and decorations. I just stood back and watched." Dennis grinned. The older smiled.
"So ah . . . everything between you two alright?"
"Of course!" He grinned. "He's an Anderson! He's always perfect!" he grinned at his husband who raised a brow from the couch, not even looking up from his book. Colin gave a small smile.
"Everything alright with you?" Noah asked finally glancing at the others.
"O-of course! Seamus just gets a bit . . . rough . . . when he drinks."
"Doesn't he practically have a bottle glued to his hand?" Dennis joked.
"No . . . he's not always drunk." He looked away and Noah's eyes widened. Was Colin being abused by Seamus?
"If something was wrong . . . you'd tell me right?" Dennis asked a bit concerned. Living with a genius for a long time really helped with bringing the other person's intelligence level up!
"You know I would." He lied. Dennis sighed and just nodded, letting the subject drop.
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"I'm getting worried." He muttered, sipping on his coffee.
"I figured as much, you don't usually ask me to come out to coffee." Dennis raised his brow. "Is it things at home? Why don't you leave?"
"Because . . . I can't leave dad alone there with . . . well my other dad!" Josh hissed.
"What do you mean? Can't leave which one alone?"
"Colin. Pappy Seamus has been . . . drinking a lot and . . . and he's been hitting dad. Uncle Dennis I didn't know who else to talk to! I think it's getting serious! And pappy Seamus has forbidden me from seeing Alex!" He stared at the older looking rather upset.
"Alright. I'll talk to Colin, see what's going on. No I won't tell him you came to me. Are you sure Seamus has been hitting him?"
"Positive." He sighed. After all, he'd seen it once even.
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"Colin!" Said man flinched and panicked, trying to hide his photos. Seamus stalked in and drew his arm back, hand balling into a fist. Colin turned to run and slipped on his pictures the taller grabbing the back of his shirt and yanked, the smaller falling hard onto his back, a cough leaving him. Seamus yanked him back up and tossed him at the wall, his head bouncing off it. He stumbled towards the door and yelped when he tripped, falling onto his hands and knees, the world still spinning.
He started crawling away but something hard was brought down on his back, a pained gasp leaving his as his head connected with the floor, a hand on the back of his neck.
"Why are there pictures of you two scattered around our bedroom?" He hollered. The smell of alcohol finally reached his senses as the world slowly returning to normal.
"Well?" He didn't have an explanation.
He had been looking through the photos they had taken on various random dates starting from when they first got together for that short period.
"I don't have a reason you want to hear!"
"TELL ME WHY!"
"Because I fucking miss him Seamus! I love him alright?" Seamus' face went red and he shook with fury.
"No it's not alright!" he barked. Colin slowly got up and yelped when he was shoved, his side meeting the door handle painfully. He whimpered and grabbed his side, the taller yanking him away and reaching down, grabbing the photos. He started ripping them up, a few at a time.
"Stop it!" Colin yelled out, eyes watering. "Stop!"
"No Colin!" Seamus shoved him back and the smaller let out a sob. He turned and darted for the door, He needed to get away.
"Where do you think you're going? He walked after the other who had the door wrenched open. "Get back here!" Colin started towards the stairs but Seamus pulled him back in before anyone else saw and slammed the item shut, his foot connecting with the bruise from the door handle. Colin screeched and doubled over, yelling out in agony.
"I'm fucking burning the pictures Colin! YOU HEAR ME?"
"Please." He gasped out, coughing and holding his side. Fuck it hurt! He whimpered out and bit his lip. It really fucking hurt! This couldn't be right!
"I'm going to work. When I get back in a few days, I don't want to see a single trace of him understood?" Colin nodded and coughed again. Could he taste blood? Seamus kicked him once more in the same spot and left. The smaller laid there for a while before getting up and limping. It hurt to move.
"Dad we're home!" He stiffened and closed his eyes.
"I'll just be in the bathroom."
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Colin hissed examining the new bruise on his side. There was a knock at the bathroom door and he yanked his shirt back down. "Yeah?"
"Uncle Dennis is here!" Bridget said happily. She wasn't stupid either . . . she knew something was going on between her dads. She too had contacted Dennis just before Josh had.
"Be right out." Colin flushed the toilet and washed his hands, pretending to have gone to the washroom. He opened the door and walked up to his brother. "Hiya Dennis!"
"Hey Cols! Can I have a word with you?"
"Sure!" He pulled the smaller into his room. "What's up?"
"Where's Seamus?" The older flinched.