Chapter Forty-Two: The Perfect House

Renly's Point of View

Willas and I arrive at the address on the card. The house is three story with an attic, it has four bedrooms. The third story can be converted into bedrooms but the previous owner had it made into a weight room, and library.

The outside is huge. They about twenty-five acres. The front yard has a wonderful flower garden in the spring, and a swing hanging from a tree. The backyard has enough space to grow our own vegatables. Its far enough out of town that we wouldn't be disturbed.

"Its lovely," I tell Willas.

I stand in the snow and stare at the front door. I imagine a scene ten years from now of Loras hollering for our daughter to come in and eat. I just got off work. He greets me with a kiss. The image fades away.

"Do you want it?" Willas asks.

"This is our home," I say with tears in my eyes. Loras and I will grow old here. This is where we are meant to be. I have to have this house.

"Alright. I think Loras will love it. Let's make a deal."

Willas leaves to talk to the realtor while I walk around the inside of the house. In the kitchen I see myself about thirty-five wearing an apron and cooking with my little girl who is ten. Loras puts his arms around my waist from behind and tells me how much he loves me.

The image dissolves when Willas brings the Realtor over. I sign some papers. I must have this house. This is the third time I have looked at it. Its the best of the twelve I have seen.

"I want to raise a family in this house," I tell Willas when we walk upstairs while the realtor fills out some papers.

"Its nice. Really nice. My parents approve."

"How do they know?"

"Who do you think told me to show it to you?"

"Its wonderful. Our daughter's room will be here. I will paint the walls purple. She'll have a canopy bed, bay windows with a seat right here where she can stare out at the garden."

"Sounds nice."

"Oh, Willas, this my home. This is the home Loras and I will build a life together in."

We leave. I am so excited. I decide not to tell Loras yet. I want to wait until the wedding. I want to design the interior of the house first and reveal it to him the way we did Robb.

Willas takes me to Robb's house. We park and go in. Margaery is taking a nap on the couch. I watch Robb put a blanket over her. Meera is holding Torrhen. Loras is doing homework at the table. He is concentrating hard. He looks so cute.

"Hey," says Willas going to Robb's fridge. "You don't have any beer?"

"I have a baby," Robb says. I guess its easier than saying he doesn't drink. Loras looks up from his homework. He smiles at me.

Margaery is making noises in her sleep. She does that sometimes.

"She's so cute when she's sleeping," says Willas.

"So is Meera," says Robb staring at her lovingly. He must be out of the dog house. Loras comes over to kiss me. I twirl him around. I make him give me a kiss for the number of days we have been apart. Which is two.

"I missed you," Loras says, "Do you have a present for me?"

I wrap my arms around his waist and squeeze his ass. I love this ass. I grab his hip and pull him close. I tilt his head upwards and attack his mouth.

"Not one I can give you in front of people."

"Why aren't we like them?" Meera asks.

"We can be." I don't look, but from the sounds they're making I assume he does what I am doing. Willas gives up and goes outside.

"You're going to squish Tor," Meera says.

They stop whatever they are doing. Loras stops. He sucks on my neck. I am starting to experience problems below. Loras grabs it and squeezes it.

"I want you."

I carry him to the guest bedroom, but we don't make it to the bed. We do it against the door. Hard and rough. Loras hits his head on the door. I release my seed inside him. He is panting.

We put our clothes back on. I tickle Loras and we fall onto the bed. He lays on top of me. He licks my chin, my neck, my lips.

We get quiet and hear Robb's bed hitting the wall. Loras frowns. I pet his hair and kiss his forehead. "What is it?"

"He's trying to stop himself from crushing on Margaery."

"He has a crush on Mags?"

"He says he doesn't, but his pupils did dilate when he spoke of her. I told him they didn't. He persists that he doesn't."

"What difference does it make?"

"None. He would never make a move. He may like Margaery, but he loves Meera."

"Margaery!" Robb screams. Loras claps his hand over his mouth.

"Holy shit," I say.

"I am so sorry, its just that no one was here when I woke. I'm sorry."

"Oh," I say. Robb screamed Margaery because she walked in on them. I get it.

"I'm sorry," Margaery says. She comes into our room looking embarrassed. I smile.

"I walked in on Robb and Meera. He's got red hair down," Margaery makes a motion to her lower region. I grin. "I didn't know they looked like that." I remember when I saw my first penis, well one that wasn't my own. I had about the same reaction.

"Margaery, you've seen mine before," says Loras.

"This is different, he's a man."

I burst out laughing.

"What am I a girl?"

"No. You're my brother. He's different."

"What our embarrassed little princess is trying to say, my flower, is that since you're her brother she doesn't see you as a sexual entity. You are her brother. The same way her breasts don't affect you. Robb is a non-related, hormone driven male. Margaery discovered his good parts. Do you get it?"

"It was so," Margaery holds up her hands. Loras's lips pull up into a smile. He adjusts her hands to a more accurate length. Her eyes grow wide. "I-I-I," she is speechless.

"Yeah, its no wonder Meera likes it so much," I say. Loras slaps me in the chest for that.

Margaery leaves. Talking about Robb's girth killed the mood for me. Loras and I smooch then join Margaery in the other room. Willas is watching Tor. Robb and Meera comes out looking happy. Robb and Margaery make eye contact. They both turn as red as Tor's hair.

"I have to go. Call me," Meera tells Robb, "Bye, Margaery, see you Monday." Meera and Margaery exchange kisses the ways girls do. Robb avoids looking at Margaery.

"I have to leave too, my little flower."

Loras latches onto me. I kiss him hard. He doesn't want me to go. I must. I give him a tender kiss and leave. Willas meets me in the car. The first thing I do is tell him about Margaery.

"You let my sixteen-year-old sister see a penis?"

"No. She walked in on them. And Sansa is younger than Mags and she saw yours."

Willas grins.

"What was Margaery's reaction?"

I tell that story. Willas laughs. We arrive at my apartment. I ask Willas to come in. He declines but he agrees to poker night Wednesday. Gendry isn't home. Instead I find Peaches under the couch. I hold him on my lap. I stroke his fur and tell him how much I love my flower.

I make dinner for myself. Gendry comes home looking upset. The hockey team lost. He says they suck now without Robb on the team. Loras didn't join this year because of Robb.

Gendry eats with me. I ask him if he thinks Robb likes Margaery. His answer is surprising. "No. He would never do that to Meera. He finds Margaery attractive, but he doesn't have feelings for her."

"How do you know this?"

"He told me," Gendry says.

"When?"

"At the palace before she came over to play videogames with us. I asked him and that's the answer he gave me."

"Did his pupils dilate?"

"I don't know."

I don't know why it matters. Margaery would choose a girl over him. He would only end up heartbroken. Its best he stays with Meera. I get around for bed. With Loras on my mind I reach into my pants.

The next morning, I head over to Robb's to surprise my flower with breakfast. No one is awake when I get there. I use Loras's key and unlock the door. I took it while we were kissing last night. Robb doesn't have much in his fridge but I make due with what I find. I make omlets for everyone.

"What smells so delicious?" My flower asks. Loras comes in with his glasses on and his hair tousled. He has on a plain T-shirt and pajama bottoms. My heart hammers in my chest.

"Good morning, my flower."

"Renly?"

He looks tired, he gives me a kiss, yawns and takes a glass of milk to the table. Margaery comes in wearing nothing but a boy's T-shirt and her underwear. Robb comes in as Margaery is reaching in the cabinet for a glass. I watch him watch her. Her shirt comes up to reveal her pink polka dot panties. I shake my head and get the glass for Margaery. I move to block Robb's view.

"Why don't you go put shorts on," I whisper to Margaery.

Robb is blushing. I snap him out of it. He acts like nothing happened. He sits next to my flower at the table. Robb stares off into space.

"Stop ogling my sister," says Loras.

"I'm not," says Robb.

"Just admit you like her," I say.

"I don't like her. Why would like her? I have a girlfriend."

"Margaery is hot," I say. I may like men, but I'm not blind.

"She's not that hot. I don't get what the big deal is. I don't like her. The fact that she likes girls is a turn off. She's really into herself. Like she's too aware she's a princess. I don't like that."

"You're an asshole," says Margaery.

Robb looks upset. He didn't mean any of that. Loras knows Robb didn't mean any of that. Margaery thinks he's serious. Robb only said those things in a lame attempt to convince us he doesn't have a crush on Margaery.

"Mags, I didn't mean it."

"Too late," says Margaery.

"I like you, okay."

Margaery beams. She smiles as she looks at Robb. She squeezes his arm and leans in to hug him. He hugs her back. She breaks the hug and frowns.

"I'm flattered, but I don't like you like that, Robb. You're dating my best friend. Nothing could ever happen between us."

"Never?"

Margaery shakes her head.

"I'm not okay with that."

"You love Meera and she loves you."

Robb looks sad. He goes to check on Tor. Margaery sits down to eat. None of talk about the elephant in the room, but we are thinking the same thing.

After breakfast, Loras and I hang out on the couch while Robb plays with Torrhen. He watches Margaery braid her long hair as if he's entranced. He doesn't notice Torrhen crawl away. I catch the tyke and hold him on my lap.

Robb watches as Margaery's hands weave her hair into a plait. He licks his lips. I put my arm around Loras who is clearly jealous of the attention Margaery is getting from Robb.

"You have pretty hair," says Robb.

"Thank you," says Margaery, "Excuse me."

She goes to the bathroom. Robb is blushing. Torrhen is trying to crawl out of my arms.

"She is so dreamy," Robb whispers.

"You have a girlfriend," Loras reminds him.

"I know. I'm ashamed. But gods, that hair," says Robb.

I laugh. Loras doesn't think its funny.

"I think Margaery and I are moving out," says Loras.

"Why? I like having you around," says Robb.

"No, you like ogling my sister. You don't give a damn if I am here or not."

"Loras, that's not true."

"Yes it is."

"No it isn't. Why would you think I would choose Mags over you?"

"I see the way you look at her."

He's jealous. Loras looks like he is about to cry.

"Loras, I don't look at her."

Loras pushes Robb and walked away. Robb looks confused. I hand Tor to him and rub his back.

"I don't know what to do," Robb says.

"Let me talk to Loras. You can talk to Mags. Just talk."

Loras is curled up in his bed sobbing. Great job, Robb, you made him cry. Damn.

"What's the matter, my flower?"

"I don't understand. She looks exactly like me, but Robb likes her and he could never show that type of interest in me."

"I thought you were over him," I say.

If he wants sympathy he better say he's over Robb.

"I am. It just hurt to think that he could like someone who looks exactly like me, but doesn't like me."

"Honey, it doesn't work that way. I am attracted to men, not just pretty faces. Robb likes women. You can't make yourself like girls, can you?"

"No, but its still not fair."

"Life isn't supposed to be fair, my flower."

"So basically I'm jealous over nothing," Loras says.

"Yes, but you're so cute for it."

"Don't patronize me."

"I'm not. You are cute."

"Am I cuter than my sister?"

"No, but you're cuter than Robb."

"I'll take it."

We smooch. We walk in on Robb and Margaery dancing pretty innocently. I cross my arms and Loras stomps his foot. They stop. Margaery giggles.

"Nothing happened, I swear."

"Dammit, Stark, how many girls do you plan to impregnate?" I ask.

"Not this one," says Margaery.

"Mags, its not like that."

"You're such a boy," says Margaery. I laugh as she takes Torrhen and goes down the hall.

"Get out," Robb says.

"What did I do?"

"Just get out," Robb says.

"Wow, did you get your moon blood early?"

"Go."

"See you tomorrow, my flower."

I kiss Loras and leave. Oh Robb. You're going to torture yourself over this Margaery thing. Or maybe I will torture you.