-1Pogue/Tyler, Aaron/Tyler - Unwanted Kiss

It was a quiet Wednesday night; the four Sons were supposed to meet at Nicky's at 6:30, or more like Tyler was supposed to meet up with the other three because, unlike them, he had obligations

Well, he only had one. And it was because of his mother. Who was convinced he needed some more volunteer work on his resume.

So she signed him up to be a tutor.

Joy.

Luckily, the girl he tutored today wasn't a complete idiot, so they ended a bit early. It was only 6:00 when Tyler made it to the bar. He gave a sigh of relief at that; he needed some time to collect himself if he was going to face Reid and his stupid remarks all night.

"Baby boy."

Tyler wanted to let head fall to the table; what could Aaron possibly want from him?

"Tyler, Tyler, Tyler," Aaron grinned as he took a seat next to Tyler. That was supposed to be Pogue's seat. Pogue wasn't going to be pleased with that.

"What do you want, Aaron?" Tyler sighed. "Reid's not here so we can't play pool. I'm not in any of your classes which means I can't give you any homework. And… there's no other reason you would wanna talk to me."

"I just wanna talk, man, no need to go over-analyzing it like that."

"Yeah okay, what do you want?"

Aaron laughed and leaned forward on his arms, getting closer to Tyler. "I'm serious. I just wanna talk."

"You never 'just wanna talk' when the other guys are here."

"Because they're dickwads. You're different than them."

That had Tyler internally freaking out. He shot Aaron a weird look and pushed his chair away from the table a bit.

"I actually like you."

Tyler was just seconds away from getting up and running away.

"And I mean like you."

Okay, that was Tyler's cue to leave, but as soon as he got up, Aaron grabbed his arm and pulled him into a kiss, a sloppy one at that.

"Abbott!"

Aaron let go of Tyler and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, all the while smirking at the other Sons as they came closer. Poor Tyler stood there stunned and speechless.

"Don't fuckin' touch Baby boy," Reid growled, cutting in between Tyler and Aaron and shoving the latter.

"It's not like he didn't like it," Aaron shot back and smirked at Tyler, who was currently blushing and covering his face with his hands.

"Fuck off, Abbott." Reid shoved the other boy again. Aaron was about to shove back but Caleb pulled Reid back.

"This isn't your fight, Reid," Caleb murmured and kept a tight grip on Reid's arm.

"It's mine," Pogue cut in between Reid and Tyler to deliver a mean right hook to Aaron's jaw, which sent him stumbling to the ground.

"What the fuck?"

"He's taken, asshole." Pogue glared at Aaron, who shot him an angry but confused look, then pieced it together.

"And here I thought he was Garwin's piece of ass," Aaron muttered and got up, rubbing his jaw.

"Fuck off, Aaron," Pogue growled, squaring Aaron up with a death glare. "If you know what's good for you, that is."

"Come see me, Parry," Aaron challenged and stepped closer to Pogue.

"Outside, now."

Tyler shook out of his stunned state just in time to hear that--he really didn't like the thought of Pogue fighting.

"Pogue, don't," he objected softly and put a hand on his arm to try to pull him away, but Pogue shrugged him off.

"See, Tyler, you deserve someone who actually listens to you," Aaron said in a mocking, sweet voice.

That earned him a punch to the gut and Pogue grabbing him by the shirt to drag him to the door.

"Pogue, stop it, come on," Tyler sighed and tried blocking the way out, but Reid came to Pogue's aid and pulled Tyler away.

"He's only defending your honor, baby boy," Reid teased as he glared at Aaron's retreating back.

"Caleb, do something!"

"I.. don't think I can, Ty. He seems pretty pissed," Caleb shook his head and held his hands up in defeat.

"And he should be! Aaron kissed you, Tyler, I'd be gagging if I were you."

Tyler groaned and smacked a hand to his forehead; he could gag later, right now, he wanted to go stop Pogue from fighting.

"Hell, you're lucky I'm not out there with him. No one touches our baby boy and gets away with it, especially not Abbott."

"That's touching, Reid. Now let go of me so I can go stop Pogue."

"A little too late for that," Caleb murmured and gestured over to Pogue coming back in.

"Baby boy," Pogue said with a small smile as he approached him and wiped the blood away from his lip. "You okay?"

"Don't," Tyler shook his head and stormed out.

Pogue watched him leave, confused and a bit surprised; all he did was defend Tyler and this is what he got?