WARNINGS: This is total slash, so if you have a problem with it turn back now. AND if you are UNDER 18, naughty, naughty.
Beta: None. WILL have spelling and grammar mistakes. (Please don't complain as I've just warned you.)
Sex: Yes - Male/Male
Swearing: Absolutely. (This is sons of anarchy) Along with some derisive terms that aren't meant to offend.
I'm still having a bit of trouble with Word at the moment, so if there are more Spelling and Grammar mistakes than usual, forgive me.
It was five in the morning; the sun was barely up, unlike Kozik. He'd been awake half an hour and taken a shower, checked his bags and had breakfast. Now he sat on the edge of the bed, fully dressed pulling his boots on. Behind him Tig lay staring up at the ceiling, one arm behind his head, the bed sheets barely covering his naked form. He watched the blond out of the corner of his eyes, frustration eating away at his insides.
"You know if I didn't know better I'd say Clay was doing this on purpose." Tig grumbled; his throat still rough from sleep.
Kozik turned a questioning look on the slightly older man. "Huh?"
"Sending you on all these runs. It's almost like he wants you out of the way." Tig reached for his cigarette packet.
"You think he's trying to keep us apart?" Kozik frowned.
Tig ran a hand down his face and heaved a heavy sigh, scratching at the night's growth on his jaw. "I don't know. But he could send someone else for a fucking change. Chibs, Opie. - Hell it wouldn't kill Jax to go once in a fucking while."
"Opie's just got married; Jax has spent a year and a half away from his family…"
"Hey, I wasn't exactly sunning ourselves in Bermuda." Tig snapped, glaring at his lover.
"You don't have a newborn you didn't get to see born, and a one year old that hadn't long been back after being kidnapped."
Tig rolled his eyes, hating that Kozik was right. "Fine, what about Chibs? Clay could send Chibs. - He could send him and Juice, you know they wouldn't complain if he sent them together...and keep you here."
Kozik had no reply for that. Chibs really could go in his stead. He turned his attention back to his boots. "I guess it just makes sense for me and Happy to go. You know, us being the biggest toughest badasses and all." he said to the floor with a grin.
Only Tig wasn't in the mood for joke. The thing with Clay was really getting to him now. They'd barely gotten back from Tucson before the president was ordering Kozik out of town again. He'd at least given them a couple of days to rest, and they'd made the most of it. Tig had to admit, he'd even began openly flirting with Kozik just to piss Clay off. Maybe even trying to push him into saying something to his face. Instead Clay just locked himself in the chapel and ignored him.
"You think he's got a problem with us?" Kozik asked, turning to watch Tig.
"I don't know. I suppose he could just be having trouble readjusting to life outside, and with all this Cartel bullshit." Tig shrugged.
"Maybe it's that. - Cause he was fine with us before."
Tig glared at him. "Fine? Have all those drugs screwed up your memory; he was far from fine with us."
"He didn't kick me out."
Tig sighed. That was true. "That doesn't mean he was cool with it. - But it was ten years ago. People change. Maybe now, he's even less fine with it."
"Now we're living together, everyone at the club knows what's going on with us. It's not an secret anymore." Kozik added thoughtfully.
"Exactly."
Kozik bit back a smile at Tig acknowledgement to their living arrangements. "If you're that worried, why don't you talk to him? He's your best friend after all."
"Is he?" Tig murmured more to himself that to Kozik. "I can't and you know it. I'd sound like some whiney fucking old lady."
Kozik snorted a laugh at the through and received a kick to the ribs for his trouble. "Then I guess your just going to have to put up and shut up." he smirked, getting to his feet and shrugging on his cut. "And just keep in mind its doing wonders for our sex life."
Tig gave him a narrowed glare.
"I got to go." Kozik whispered, leaning forward and pressing a kiss to Tig's lips. When he pulled back the man was staring at him.
"Did you just fucking kiss me goodbye?"
Kozik swallowed hard. "Uh, I…sorry. Instinct. Didn't mean to…."
Before he could finish what he was saying Tig's fingers were gripping tight to his hair, yanking him down into a hot open mouthed kiss. It only lasted a few moments before Kozik was pulling away.
"If you're going to start kissing me goodbye, at least fucking do it right. Pussy." Tig said with a grin.
Kozik was more than tempted to kiss him again just to show him how right he could do it, but instead straightened up, walked over to the dresser and grabbed his gun and knife, before heading for the door. "I'll call you tonight." when Tig gave him a nod of agreement, he walked out of the room.
"Hey moron." yelled after him.
Kozik's head popped back around the door. "What?"
"Ride safe." he said with a sharp nod.
"Always." Kozik smiled.
Tig lay on the bed alone, listening to the sound of Kozik's engine starting up and pulling away from the house. Completely convinced that Clay was sending him away on purpose.
~TIKOZI~
"Everything okay?"
Tig leant back against the side of the warehouse, a cigarette between his fingers. "Not really. Shit's hit the fan." he glanced back to where everyone was standing.
"Why what's happened?"
"A bricks missing." Tig sighed warily. "That's why I'm calling. Jax wants Happy back here. ASAP."
"Hey, Hap! V.P wants you back in Charming, like yesterday! - He's hitting the road now. Any idea who took it?"
Tig shook his head even though there was no way Kozik could see him. "Not a Goddamn clue. My money's on one of the Mayans."
"It has to be. Can't be one of ours. - How's everything else?"
Tig took a long draw on his cigarette before answering. "Stressful."
"You talk to Clay?"
Tig's gaze shifted to the warehouse. "What do you think?"
"Is he still being weird?"
Tig grunted an answer, stabbing out the bud with his toe. There was a long silence where the pair just listened to each other breathing.
"How's things up there? - Enjoying yourself?"
Kozik groaned. "Hardly. I left Tacoma for a reason you know."
"Yeah. - You seen her?"
Kozik was quiet for a long few seconds before letting out a long breath. "Yeah. Bumped into her in town."
"Huh. - And?"
"And….it was awkward."
"I bet."
"She asked if I planned on coming back at any point. And if I was seeing anyone?"
"And you said?"
"I told her the truth. That my place was in Charming now. - And yes I was. I didn't go into details. She doesn't need to know that."
Tig grunted; his heart skipping a beat at the news Kozik had run into his ex and told her he was seeing someone else.
"She figured it was you through. I mean not you, you. She doesn't know your name or anything. She just asked if it was 'just that good'."
Tig felt his stomach tightened at the reminder of Kozik's tattoo. He couldn't help the cocky self-assured smile that spread across his face.
"You grinning aren't you?"
"What do you think?"
"I think you're a jerk."
"But you love me anyway."
"Good thing I do."
There was a sudden awkward silence at the revelation settled between them like a lead weight. Tig swallowed hard three or four times but couldn't quite get the lump to shift from his throat. The discomfort was broken by his cell beeping indicating another call coming through.
"I've got a call waiting, I'll call you later."
"Tig, I…."
"Later."
Tig cut the line before Kozik could say anything else. His head spinning as he hit the button and answered the other call.
A/N: Sorry the chapters so shot. It's getting a little harder to write as I get closer to the...you know what. That's why I'm posting two tonight.