Family, Part 5 / 7+

Rate: PG
Disclaimer: Just borrowing.
Summary: Scotty offers a suprise when first meeting Kevin.
Thanks to: Sueli for beta reading.


Scotty gladly accepts the beer Jordan offers him. When he returned to pick Jeremy up, he was already sound asleep, and Scotty didn’t want to wake him up.
“So you’re really going to see him tomorrow?” Jordan asks, his voice filled with hesitation.

“I have to, it’s about the case,” Scotty answers.
“Yeah right,” Jordan says. “He’s already told you that the case is over, and just when you have told him off, he needs to see you, with,” Jordan lowers his voice, “an offer you can’t refuse.”

“Kevin isn’t like that. He takes his work very seriously,” Scotty says, to convince himself more than Jordan. “Besides, I can tell him off again if needed.”
“Or date him and see what happens,” Jordan suggest, expecting Scotty to react like he always does when Jordan suggests anything related to dating and sex.

“And what about Jeremy?” Scotty replies, more fiercely than he planned.
“I’ll take care of him,” Jordan simply says. “He loves his uncle Jordan, and he wants his daddy to be happy.”

“But I already barely ever see him, and just in a few months he will start kindergarten, and that will take even more time,” Scotty says, searching for more and new arguments in his head.
“And I’m gonna be there for you then too.” Jordan puts his hand on Scotty’s shoulder across the kitchen table. “Just because he is your first priority, doesn’t mean you can’t live a life for yourself.”

Scotty exhales. He knows that Jordan is right, and eventually he has to do things for himself again.
“Or just get laid. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” Jordan says, interrupting his thoughts.
“Yeah,” Scotty quietly says. “A while.”

Since Megan there has been one guy, and just barely. They had met when Scotty and Jeremy had just arrived to California, when Jeremy had been at Jordan’s for one of the first times ever. Scotty had decided to follow that guy home just for a few hours that night, and has regretted it since.

“So if he asks you out again, make it a baby free appointment, and leave Jeremy with me. You know my working hours,” Jordan says. “This is not up for negotiation anymore, mister.”

Scotty nods, but actually feels pretty pleased with the sudden turn of events. Now he can do whatever with Kevin and not feel bad about it. He can’t say no now, because Jordan has told him not to. He nods to himself. That seems like a good plan.

“Daddy,” comes a thin voice from the door. Jeremy stands in it, wearing his PJ’s. His eyes are narrow and swollen from sleeping, and his cheeks are rosy.
“There’s my favorite,” Scotty says, lifting him up and giving his brown hair a kiss. “We’re going home now, but you can sleep in the car, can’t you? We’ll be home and in bed in only twenty minutes.”

Jeremy nods and leans his head against Scotty’s chest, his eyes shut. Jordan hangs Scotty’s bag on Scotty’s other shoulder and kisses him goodbye on the cheek.
“See ya tomorrow, champ,” he whispers and strokes Jeremy’s face.


Kevin has read the e-mail from Scotty at least one hundred times, trying to read between the lines. Is Scotty upset that he has to go back to the office, did he understand that it was all a hoax and that it’s just a bad excuse for Kevin to meet him again?

Kevin nearly jumps off his chair when his secretary announces Scotty’s arrival.
“Send him in,” he buzzes back, and straightens his tie a last time. He stands up in front of his desk, casually leaning his hand on it, but deciding it looks too arranged, and manages to remove it before Scotty appears in the hallway.

“Hi,” Kevin greets, not sure if he should extend his right hand to say hello. After all this is a work meeting. Scotty nods a nervous “hi” back and Kevin suddenly panics.

It’s a job meeting, and he has no idea what he is going to say. Instead of coming up with a believable reason for Scotty to return, he re-read Scotty’s e-mail a million times. Good job, he thinks to himself.

“Sit down,” Kevin offers with an unsteady voice. “So glad you could come in again.” He says when returning to his own chair.
“Me too. I’m glad you asked me back,” Scotty says, rather surprising. “Before we start, maybe I could say something.” Scotty says before Kevin has time to think of his next line.

“I’m sorry about that call. I should at least have told it to you in person, but I chickened out and I’m sorry for that. Maybe we could try again. Lunch. Dinner,” Scotty says. His voice reveals that he has practices his words more than once, but is a bit insecure about asking Kevin out again.

Kevin opens his mouth to speak, but can’t find the words. His brain is still trying to come up with a task for him, a reason to have Scotty there, and now Scotty wants to give them another try. His whole dating experience screams ‘no’, knowing this checkering will only lead to pain and sorrow. In contradiction to all this, he hears his mouth say “I’d love to.” His hands pick up his cell phone, and just a minute later he has ‘Dinner w Scotty’ planned at 9:00 tomorrow.

“I’m really looking forward to that,” Kevin says while he escorts Scotty back to the front door of the firm. Scotty gives him a nervous wave before pushing the elevator button and minutes later Kevin is back in his office, staring out into the room.

His forehead wrinkles and his mouth twitches.
“What just happened?”

Dave & Luke: The South Africa story

I was inspired and suggested to write this story, so here it is, finally. Enjoy!

Note that this is a real person story, so don't click below if you're not prepared and aware. If you do read it, please leave me a comment with your thoughts on this piece. Thank you.

Rate: R
Disclaimer: Just borrowing.
Summary: Luke and Dave are sent to South Africa to promote B&S.

Word count: 1486


[Dave & Luke: The South Africa story]

Family, Part 4 / 7+

Rate: PG
Disclaimer: Just borrowing.
Summary: Scotty offers a surprise when meeting Kevin.
Thanks to: Sueli for beta-ing.

“His nappies is in the bag, he needs it when he’s going to sleep, or he just gets cranky…”
“I know, Scotty.” Jordan interrupts. “I’ve done this, like, a million times. Go to work.” He pushes Scotty out of the door with a wide hand movement, a smile and a wink.

Scotty stands in the hallway with the closed door in front of him. Jordan is right, he takes care of Jeremy more or less every day, and thank god he does. If he hadn’t, Scotty would have to leave him playing on the highway when he left for work. He walks to the elevator, is about to press the button, but decides to take the stairs instead. That is healthy, he hears. Maybe they didn’t mean when going down, but whatever.

He drives to work, his brain still in a haze. He will never forget the day when Megan told him she was pregnant. Now, with the answers at hand, he knows that Jeremy has been the single most important thing in his life. He was the motivation to break free from the grasp that his parents and all of Mississippi had of him.

Loud grandparents had objected when he had left with his son, only a few months old, to go to California. He still let them come and visit whenever they want, but he’s made it very clear that Jeremy is his, and not for any grandparents to claim. He is a good father, give or take.

Through the years, he’s gotten quite the routine to deal with parenting issues. Jordan has been there since day one. He doesn’t know why he isn’t in love with Jordan, because it would be excellent. That thought has never been between them. Jordan is happy to take care of Jeremy during the afternoons when Scotty works, and sometimes for even more time when Scotty finds the odd job.

There hasn’t been much dating, or anything else either, for that matter. Scotty thinks about the numerous guys he’s met since he came to California. He doesn’t go out much, but that is not needed for guys to find him and try to pick him up. The grocery store, at work (especially when he’s cater waitering), in the park and in the streets.

Scotty chuckles when he thinks about the reactions he’s received when letting people know that he has a child. Most guys make up excuses and leave right away, some are more polite. But so far, none have been truthfully interested in him after learning that he is a 26 year old single father of a 5 year old.

He’s been to children’s groups and met other single parents, but as nice as many are, it seems difficult to find someone who understands him. He’s got a very unique situation, and he has no time or energy to waste on things that might jeopardize his role as a father.

It hasn’t been said out loud, but he knows that Megan’s parents keep an eagle eye on him, and are ready to take over at any minute. Scotty’s stomach turns at the thought. He will never allow that to happen. Jeremy is his child, and nothing can change that.

His mind wanders to Kevin Walker. The uptight lawyer he just couldn’t resist flirting with. Kevin was so cute, and it was a pure pleasure to tear down his cold wall. He didn’t plan on meeting Kevin outside the office anyway, so what was the harm?

When Sarah had asked him to the poor party he had agreed, but later e-mailed Sarah and said that he couldn’t come, because he had a son and no baby sitter. Sarah had insisted, saying it was a great idea for Jeremy to come along and play with her son Cooper, who is the same age.

It had been priceless to see Kevin’s face, but then painful when Kevin had actually asked them out on a play date. Not that he had a child to provide, but he really tried. He knows that he wouldn’t have worked out. Kevin clearly has issued, and he is nowhere near ready for a relationship, and definitely not one with someone who has a child.

He pulls in at the parking lot outside the restaurant where he is waitering tonight. He’s so glad he got this job at San EstephÈ. It’s just a short drive from Jordan’s, so he gets to spend more time with Jeremy now, and he gets more stable hours. The job might not last long, but he’s happy for the few weeks he might get there. Stability rocks.


Scotty is worn out when he finally gets his break. Only two more hours before he can leave, and now he has a few minutes to inhale a salad and check his mail. He checks with George, the head chef, if he can borrow the computer for a while, and gets a friendly nod in return. George is the reason he got this job in the first place. Scotty explained his love for cooking at the interview and signed the papers an hour later.

Scotty signs in to check his e-mails and finds one from Kevin about returning to the office for some kind of post-case thing. He thought they were all done with that, and was glad to never think about the Mangopean case ever again.

He exhales loudly and lets Kevin know that he can swing by the office tomorrow, but just for half an hour or so. He isn’t sure if Kevin actually needs to see him about the case again, or if Kevin just eagerly wants to see him again. Scotty shakes his head. Now why would he? He was just given the perfect excuse to get out of any kind of relationship with him, so why open it up again? Was Kevin perhaps pissed off because he hadn’t been the one to end it? No, that couldn’t be it, Kevin had been the one to ask him to the park.

Scotty is lost in his thoughts when he is called back from his break. He quickly signs out and gets up. Kevin needs to see him – fine. But then that’s it. After tomorrow, he will never meet Kevin Walker ever again.

Family, Part 3 / 6+

Rate: PG
Disclaimer: Just borrowing.
Summary: Scotty offers a surprise when meeting Kevin.
Thanks to: Sueli for beta-ing.

“Kevin what is it?” Sarah asks. “You sounded terrible on the phone.” She puts her bag on the back of the chair and sits down opposite of her brother. “Have you ordered yet? I’m famished.”

She takes a menu and starts browsing, expecting Kevin to start telling his story.
“You know Scotty,” Kevin begins. Sarah nods, not looking up. "I went with him to the park, and before I had a chance to tell him how incredibly okay I am with his fatherhood, he completely blew me off. Or actually, he did over the phone, on the answering machine, later that day.”

Sarah looks up and puts down her menu. “Stop ranting,” she says, taking Kevin’s hands over the table. “Tell me exactly what happened.”
Kevin does his best to collect his mind, telling Sarah about the trip to the park yesterday and the message he received later on.

“He totally opened up to me. Why would he do that and then just change his mind?”
“Kevin,” Sarah says. “Scotty is what? 26? He’s got a kid, he’s gay, he takes minor jobs to support them and he’s got no one. No family here.
I have kids, so let me tell you this: Without mom and you and Tommy to baby-sit, it never would have worked out. And I have Joe.”

Kevin nods, trying to let Sarah’s words sink in.
“But why would he then open the door to let me in, and shut me out? I could… help.”
“And what? Baby-sit?” Sarah snaps back.

“No, you know what I mean.” Kevin whines.
“I do, but you’re not getting this. Scotty is too vulnerable to let himself into a relationship of any kind. I don’t even know him, and yet it’s so obvious. You don’t see it, because this is unexplored territory to you.”

“So basically, he, and apparently you, think I will be there for him for a week or so, play with his kid and then be gone, leaving the two of them a little heart-broken,” Kevin states.

“I have to stick to the odds, Kev. You’re a good guy, you can totally do this. But you need to grow up.” Sarah waves at the waiter to come to them.
“I am grown up! I have a solid job, a place to stay and… routines,” Kevin defends himself.

“That is not the same. You can date all you want and not really care what happens, but the second you ask Scotty out or do anything with him, you are also adventuring that little boy’s safety.
I’ll have the salmon.”

“And for the gentleman?”
Kevin looks up at the waiter, two deep brown eyes looking into his. He’s done this before.
“Anything you recommend.” He smiles, giving the menu to the waiter.
“My pleasure,” the waiter replies, subtly licking his lips before taking Sarah’s menu and leaving to place their order.

“Eh…” Sarah regains Kevin’s attention. “I thought we were here because you had fallen for this guy, and now you’re trying to score with the waiter.”
“I have not fallen for him,” Kevin objects. “He’s just… nice.”

“This is exactly my point, Kevin Walker. You spend all this time obsessing about a person and you can’t even admit you like him. How do you expect someone to go for you when you can’t even make the tiniest of commitments.”


“Scotty. I’m sorry you feel like we can’t see each other anymore. I was very upset when I got your message. I hope you change your mind, and when you do…” Kevin reads his e-mail out loud, then highlights the whole thing and deletes it.

“I hope we can start over,” He says while typing. Start what? He thinks. It’s not like they had anything to end, so how can they start something again? He should do the easy thing and forget about Scotty, but after several sleepless nights, indiscreet nudging from Sarah and walking into an old woman because his mind was pre-occupied, something tells him that he needs to act.

“Scotty, I need to see you once more for the case, just to check all the data in the file. Let me know when you can come in to the office.” He knows it’s a lie, but he can’t do the personal thing, it’s just impossible. He does the work thing, and it has to work this time too. He adds his letter ending with his name and the word ‘lawyer’ in big letters, followed by telephone numbers and visiting information.

The mail suddenly looks very intimidating, and he erases it again, just ending the mail with his name. He pushes send before he has time to change his mind. For several minutes he just sits and stares at his inbox, hoping for the ding noise and reloading of the page to see the new mail. But Scotty doesn’t reply right away. And why should he, really? It’s in the middle of the afternoon, and he is probably working. Or doing the father thing.

Kevin leans back in his chair and curses himself for this obsession, as Sarah calls it, that he’s trapped with. He never knew that parenthood would allure him, and especially not in this way. He doesn’t know what it is, but there is something about Scotty Wandell that just makes him impossible to get out of his mind. The computer makes a small noise and the inbox reloads.

Family, Part 2 / 5+

Rate: PG
Disclaimer: Just borrowing.
Summary: Scotty offers a surprise when meeting Kevin.
Thanks to: Sueli for beta-ing.

The Walker family gather around Scotty and his son like flies in jam, not allowing Kevin to even one word in private. He knows exactly what that word would be, too: "How?"

Instead Kevin tries to mingle with his siblings and the other friends his mother has gathered, not managing to devote himself to it as his eyes constantly searches for Scotty.

Just a few hours ago, Scotty was that quite annoying witness in a case, the guy who was alluring him in a way he had never experienced before. Now Scotty was a father, but still gay as the day is long and if possible alluring Kevin even more, and definitely in a way he has never experienced before.

He sees Scotty talking to Julia by the pool where Cooper and Jeremy are throwing a beach ball around. He nods to Mrs. Anderson and excuses himself. He approaches Julia and Scotty slowly, and Julia seems to excuse herself. When he reaches Scotty they are finally alone.

They look at each other in awkward silence before Kevin says, "It's a pretty name."
Scotty looks at him for a few seconds before understanding what he's getting at.
"Oh, right," He nods. "I like it a lot. I didn't decide it, thankfully. My mother would have managed to make it our family name: Walther, commonly known as Wally or dad."

"There's a Wally Wandell?" Kevin asks with the laughter in his throat. Scotty nods, him too not far from the laughter.
"You're close with your parents?" Kevin asks.
"Not really..." Scotty says. "Sorry, I..." He says before excusing himself to stop Jeremy and Cooper from throwing food in the pool. Kevin sees Sarah run from across the lawn to do the same thing.

It takes Kevin three more conversation attempts to ask Scotty out to something other than a family gathering, ending up with a play date on Sunday, in the park.


Kevin is on a bench by the park ten minutes too early, and just as if he's prepared to take a walk to avoid looking like a lone man by the playgrounds, Scotty and Jeremy show up. Jeremy runs straight to the grounds where some children are already playing.

"He loves it here," Scotty says when greeting Kevin.
"Me too. I should really be outside more... and breathe," Kevin says.
"I'm glad you decided to come, this meeting grown up people isn't really in my area of expertise these days," Scotty says in an excusing voice.

"Mine neither," Kevin says, matter-of-factly. "But I have no excuse, really. How old is he again?" Kevin asks, not sure he's even heard it in the first place.
"Five." Scotty replies, feeling himself relax a bit. He keeps a protective eye on Jeremy when he turns to Kevin.

"I guess I should explain all this before we get to know each other. It will save time," He says.
Kevin nods in surprise, not knowing what to say when Scotty is so straight forward. Yes, he desperately wants to know, but being the lawyer he is, he thought he would have to do some kind of cross-examination with trick questions to get anything out of Scotty.

"If you wanna tell me..." Kevin stutters.
Scotty looks back at Jeremy, seeing him on the swings, talking to some other kid. He is so glad Jeremy has turned out to be so social and easy with other kids, it's not like he's had the best choice ever.

Scotty takes a deep breath before starting to tell.
"I grew up in this small town, Oxford in Mississippi. Only child, mom active in the church..." Scotty's voice fades out. "I came out to them when I was 16, and that was like... my mom interpreted it as she had to work harder on finding me a nice girl. I was all alone..."

Kevin doesn't dare to look at his side to Scotty. His eyes are fixed on the clique of children running around, kind of wondering how parents can keep track of which is theirs.

"... and I kind of started dating this girl, Megan. She was really nice and I liked her a lot. Just not in that way. I tried to force myself to liking her, and we eventually did that thing that can lead to..." Scotty gestures at the playgrounds. "And it did. Ironic isn't it? I had to think of guys and we just barely managed, and yet, this wonderful person came out of it."

The both of them stay quiet for a while, Scotty to let the information sink in with Kevin, and Kevin because he doesn't want to pressure Scotty to any more. Something in the way Scotty tells his story shows that he hasn't told this many times before. Kevin feels a sudden urge to put his hand on Scotty's, but he doesn't really dare.

Scotty used to be that flirty kind of annoying witness in his office, and Kevin would have known how to flirt back with him here on neutral grounds, but now that Scotty is a parent, he has no idea how to communicate.

"She decided to keep the child and our parents decided we should live together and get married," Scotty stifles a sob. "We were going to get married after the birth, against both our wishes. We liked each other and she knew about me. We could kind of imagine living together, knowing that we would never have a real romantic relationship together."

"Anyway, she didn't want to get married pregnant, so it was all planned to a month after..." Scotty wipes his face and takes a deep breath. "The birth was very complicated... she didn't make it."

Scotty wipes his face with his sleeve again and Kevin moves a bit closer, reaching his hand out to softly stroke Scotty's thigh. Scotty turns to him, and in a low voice he says, "Thank you. If we were somewhere else I'd take your hand."

"I'm glad you told me," Kevin says. He offers to get them all ice creams and Scotty happily accepts, glad they can change the subject. They take Jeremy to a nearby kiosk and sit in the grass talking about school and sports.

Scotty laughs when Jeremy tries to explain the rules of rugby to a dumbfounded Kevin. When they go separate ways a few hours later, Kevin feel much more at ease then he has been lately, especially after anything resembling a date.

He gets home and sits down on the couch. He kicks off his shoes and falls asleep just minutes later. He wakes up from deep sleep three hours later and decides to go out and get some groceries to make himself some dinner.

When returning back to the apartment he sees the answering machine blink to tell him there is a new message. He presses the button to play it.
"You have one new message: Hi Kevin, it's me." Kevin starts smiling when he hears Scotty's voice. He feels a little tingling in his stomach and sits down on the chair by the desk to listen to the message.

"Thank for today, it was very nice. The thing is..." Scotty makes a pause and takes a very loud breath. "I have to focus on Jeremy and stuff now. I'm so sorry. I don't think we should see each other anymore."

Family Part 1 / 5+

Rate: PG
Disclaimer: Just borrowing.
Summary: Scotty offers a surprise when meeting Kevin.
Thanks to: Sueli for beta-ing.

Kevin splashed his face with water, looking up at his reflection in the mirror, staring at the man looking back at him.
"You're pathetic," he says to himself, glad he has the office restrooms all to himself.

"He's almost ten years younger than you and much too good-looking, don't get any ideas," he says. He stands up and takes a deep breath. Sarah is waiting in his office, probably indiscreetly looking through his calender, just to keep track. She claims it's her duty as big sister to know what he's doing, and he can't use any argument against her when she pulls the big sister one.

"I see you have another date with the guy with the good taste," Sarah says, sitting on his chair with one finger in his calender. She looks down on it. "Tomorrow."
"Get lost," he says, waving her away from the chair. "Speak!" He orders.


Kevin again splashes his face with cold water. He doesn't usually have to do this after meeting with his clients, but this one had been particularily difficult. Not only had Scotty Wandell been incredibly attractive during their session, he had also gotten invited to the family pool party tonight, since Sarah had just happened to swing by his office just when he was here today. Such a coincidence.

He splashes more water onto his face, this time managing to wet his shirt, looking like he had experienced trouble drinking. He sighs heavily and wonders how his family will interrogate and frighten Scotty while at the same time embarrass Kevin.

It's not like it's a date, and Scotty won't even be there as his guest but as Sarah's, but everyone will know that Sarah lured him there as both revenge for the Tommy fight and for him to flirt with. If he only could... Scotty is incredibly charming, but for another two weeks or so, he will be a witness, and after then he'll just become the regular out-of-his-league kind of guy.

One more splash and Kevin might be able to work for a couple of more hours without interruptions. This is, of course, before he returns to the office and finds the Mangopean case file on his desk, with a photo copy of Scotty's ID card on top, keeping him glued there for over half an hour.


"Kevin!" Nora calls when Kevin enters the kitchen. "I'm so glad you're here. You can help me with this. She hands him two mangos and a knife. "Cube it," she orders. Kevin shares a look with Julia, working on a dozen peaches next to him.

"Tell me about your guest!" Nora then says, quickly working with the rest of the food.
"He's not my guest, mom," Kevin whines. "He's Sarah's guest. I don't even like him. He's..." Julia and Nora looks at him. "Obnoxious," He finishes.

Nora and Julia smile at each other before continuing to their respective choppings.
"Okay. Tell us about Sarah's guest that you have met," Nora corrects.
"Not much to tell, barely know him," Kevin says, putting his neatly cut cubes in a bowl Nora has placed next to him.

"But he's playing on your team, right?" Julia asks.
"Much more than I am," Kevin says. "He practically accused me of being closeted!" He says, sounding just as offended as he still feels.
"Oh honey, I'm sure he didn't mean any harm. He sounds like a lovely boy from what Sarah has said. You should get to know him better, Kev," Nora suggests.

"Thank you mom," Kevin says sharply, hoping his mother won't continue on to discussing proper ‘protection' with him like she had done prior to every date she had ever heard about him having.

"Here, done," Kevin says. "Now if you excuse me, I will go bicker with my big sister."
"Which one?" Nora asks him on his way out of the kitchen.
"Either," Kevin calls over his shoulder.


Kevin will never admit it, but he is on needles and pins for an hour after the party visitors have started collecting to when the door bell rings after he's seen Scotty's car park outside the house. He practically knocks Tommy in the head from behind to beat him to the door, opening it to find a smiling Scotty on the other side, holding up a plate with beautiful cupcakes on it.

"Hi!" Kevin says. "Welcome..." His greeting becomes a mumbling when he sees the small person standing next to Scotty. "Who...?"
"This is Jeremy, my son," Scotty says, ruffling the blonde hair on the boy's head. "Sarah said I could bring him."

Kevin doesn't know what to reply, but if he could, it would be something to explain the most amount of surprise any person has ever experienced. Scotty sees this and looks rather entertained.
"And these are some red velvet cupcakes that we baked earlier today. My own recipe," Scotty says, handing the plate to Kevin.

Kevin takes the plate and moves out of the way, to leave room to enter the house.
"Scotty!" Sarah says, arriving from the dining room. "This must be Jeremy. Let's go meet Paige and Cooper," she says, ushering Scotty and his son to the garden. She puts her hand on Kevin's shoulder and leans close to him.

"Close your mouth honey, you're drooling," she says and leaves.
"He... has... a... child," Kevin stutters before managing to close the door and follow Sarah to the garden. "A child," he repeats when he sees Scotty's back by the pool.


Rate: PG
Disclaimer: Just borrowing.
Summary: Married life, takes place during season three.

"What's this?" Scotty asks, leaning over the big plastic bag Kevin put on the floor when he entered the loft.
"Some new pillows," Kevin answers casually.
"You're really on a shopping spree, aren't you?" Scotty asks, peeking at the colorful fabrics of the new pillows.

"Well, you know. I haven't really put that much time and effort into making this place look decent lately, and now that you're here..." Kevin says, not finishing the sentence. He didn't really know if he would be able to tell Scotty that it was because of him that he suddenly felt the need to buy new stuff throw out old stuff and clean the whole place.

"That's nice," Scotty says. "I know I can't shop because I have no money, but I like new things. Too much." He squeezes the pillow Kevin hands to him. "When I have money I tend to find and buy stuff I don't need."
"You?" Kevin asks, entertained. "The most practical man walking on the face of Earth?" He gives Scotty a kiss on the cheek. "I can't believe it."

It's only been two weeks since the lobster and the whole Jason story and it wasn't until a few days ago that Scotty decided he would stay in the apartment. He hadn't thought it would be a good idea to start a new relationship with Kevin living with him, but being the practical man he is, he knows he can't afford anything else, and he knows that they have both grown, relationship wise.

"I love this one," Scotty says, holding up a blue pillow with some shiny green fabric on it. "Where will these live? There are already many pillows both here and in the bed. We need room for us, you know."
"Maybe we should throw some old ones out. This has seen better days," Kevin says, holding up a plain green one from the couch.

"Do I dare suggest moving Liza? You don't let me use her to sleep on anyway," Scotty says.
"Move?" Kevin asks.
"To more of a place of display, like the window?" Scotty suggests, knowing that the subject of Liza is thin ice.

"I don't know. I like having her here," Kevin says. Scotty smiles behind Kevin's back. Kevin is if anything practical and concrete. The fact that he refers to a pillow as her instead of it is remarkable.

"Maybe we should get new pillows and duvets for the bed as well," Kevin says. "And some new kitchen equipment. The stuff I have now is what mom gave me when I moved away from home. We need some new stuff for your cooking. Better stuff," Kevin finishes and sits down on the couch, leaning against the mountain of new pillows, as if to see if they are good enough.

"I'll take you shopping tomorrow, honey," he says and gives Scotty another kiss on the cheek before leaving for the bedroom.
"Sure, I'd love to," Scotty says when Kevin leaves. "I'd love to go on a nesting shopping trip," he adds, quietly.

"What?" Kevin asks from the bedroom.
"I'll make some pasta," Scotty calls back, chuckling to himself as he enters the kitchen.

One year anniversary of my fics, this blog and Olego in general

Just when you thought I was long gone, I return from my writing, with three new fics posted. These are kind of a teaser before the really good stuff comes. I'm working on an AU series at the moment, with 5+ chapters. The first will be published this weekend. I've been inspired by this teaser thing, so here is one for the first chapter:

Kevin will never admit it, but he is on needles and pins for an hour after the party visitors have started collecting to when the door bell rings after he's seen Scotty's car park outside the house. He practically knocks Tommy in the head from behind to beat him to the door, opening it to find a smiling Scotty on the other side, holding up a plate with beautiful cupcakes on it.

The AU part is not obvious, so let your fantasy work out the rest in the meantime.

I'm also working on two different RPS, we'll see where I land on those. I'm hoping to finish them shortly. Let me know what you think of these while you wait. :)



Rate: NC-17
Disclaimer: Just borrowing.
Summary: The rating explains it all.
Takes place: Season one, early in the K/S relationship.

Scotty rips off the blanket on Kevin's bed, putting it in a pile on the floor. Removing duvets from beds before having sex in them is a sometimes irritating evidence of Scotty's need to keep things tidy, one that sex partners maybe shouldn't know about.

Kevin doesn't seem to mind though, maybe he appreciates that Scotty spares him some laundry. Kevin pulls Scotty's t-shirt over his head and it lands on the blanket.

They crawl up on the bed and Scotty pull Kevin close for a kiss, giving him a mischievous smile, promising much with great intensity. Kevin smiles and kisses Scotty back, feeling a tingle down his spine in anticipation of what is to come.

They have had sex quite some times by now and have gotten to know each other well. Kevin knows that Scotty likes topping, getting his earlobes sucked and lots of kissing. Scotty knows that Kevin likes gentle biting, cuddling afterward and pretty much everything Scotty suggests to him or tells him to do.

In spite of some difficulties in their relationship so far, their sex life has been good from the beginning. They have been far more attentive of each other in bed (and quite frankly in Kevin's car, on the kitchen table in Scotty's apartment and in Nora's pool) then they have in other places, and their times together have been an important part of their relationship moving along, and it has given them both joy. And orgasms.

Kevin feels Scotty's hands move down his back, the index finger following the line of his spine. He knows where it will land, and that this is how Scotty tells him that he wants to be inside him. Kevin moves his legs a bit, giving Scotty more room to slide his fingers between his butt cheeks. Kevin moans loudly when a finger applies pressure against his asshole, pressing himself against it.

Scotty keeps the finger there for a few seconds, before sliding it in just a bit. He manages to get ahold of the lube bottle without removing the finger and he pours some of the clear liquid on his fingers before adding another finger. Kevin moans even more and with his mouth close to Scotty's ear, he sends a quiet wish to be fucked now.

"Only if you fuck me after," Scotty replies. Kevin nods in obedience and shifts on the bed, laying down on his stomach. It might not be the most romantic way to do it, but it's clearly easier. Scotty  rolls a condom over his erection and adds more lube, seeing Kevin's beautiful body under him. He strokes Kevin's back before moving into position.

Kevin winces when Scotty enters him, but his hand on Scotty's hips tells him to stay there, and to continue moving. Scotty moves slowly at first and more forcefully when Kevin moans quietly and pushes himself up towards Scotty.

Scotty rocks them both back and forth on the bed, holding on to Kevin's shoulders. Kevin feels Scotty's hands on his body, his legs against Kevin's and his cock inside him. Kevin's erection is moving against the bed, back and forth until he reaches his climax, knowing Scotty does the same in just a few thrusts.

Scotty collapses next to Kevin and offers an arm for Kevin to lay on when he rolls around and snuggles closer.
"You're very good at that," Kevin whispers in his lover's ear, so close the skin vibrates.

"Why, thank you," Scotty laughs in reply. "You did a good job too, sweetheart," Scotty says and winks.
"You're just trying to win me over so that I will return the favor as soon as possible," Kevin says. "I know you so well."

"Well, Kevin Walker, then I suggest you do return that favor ASAP, because I'm just aching for you," Scotty says in his best mock serious voice. He leans over to Kevin and kisses his mouth. "This time I want to see you when we do it." He pulls Kevin on top of him to show his preference of position, wrapping his legs around Kevin's body.

Kevin closes his eyes and feels Scotty's lips on his body, thankful for his boyfriend's long legs... warm tongue... able hands... 


Rate: PG-13
Disclaimer: Just borrowing.
Summary: Kevin helps Scotty in the kitchen.

"And how many eggs?" Scotty asks from the open refrigerator.
"Two," Kevin says, looking at the recipe in Scotty's own handwritten cook book.
"Alright. I put them out here before we start so they aren't so cold when we add them to the batter," Scotty explains, placing the two eggs on the counter.

"You're so cute when you narrate," Kevin says, sliding one arm around Scotty's waist. "Why don't we just buy some cookie and go to bed?" He suggest, the last words muffled as he presses his lips against Scotty's neck while saying them.

"No, I promised your mother I'd make these for her," Scotty says, with great reluctance moving away from Kevin's embrace. "Help me and it'll be more fun," he says. "But not quicker," he adds under breath.

"Now we mix all the dry ingredients in one bowl," Scotty says, opening a cupboard and taking out a big dark blue bowl. "I say them and you do." He hands Kevin the bowl.

"I'm gonna get covered in flour," Kevin pouts.
Scotty smiles at his husband's semi-ambitious way of getting out of baking. "I thought you liked cooking."
"I do, but I prefer being naked in bed."

Scotty laughs and opens another cupboard, pulling out a flowery apron.
"Put this on." He holds it out in front of Kevin, who looks at with astonishment.
"Are you kidding?" Kevin says. "Why do we even own this? And why do you get to wear a black one when I get this?"

"No messing," Scotty says, unfolding the apron and pulling it over Kevin's head and tying it in the back. "Now one cup of sugar," he says, leaning against the kitchen counter as Kevin starts searching for the ingredient.

"Half a cup of cocoa powder, one table spoon of baking soda, a pinch of salt and one cup of flour," Scotty reads.
"Or I read and you do?" Kevin suggests, holding up a small can to look at the label.
"No, we don't need that here," Scotty says, replacing it with the cocoa powder. "Half a cup and I'll kiss you in your mother's pantry." Scotty winks.

Kevin mixes the ingredients together and beams with pride when Scotty tells him it looks great.
"Now the rest," Scotty instructs, pulling out a new bowl. "Half a cup of canola oil."

While Kevin searches for the oil, Scotty figures he should teach Kevin some trivia about oil.
"Did you know that the word Canola is from the word Canada and the Latin word for oil?" He says, just barely hiding the big smile when he sees Kevin roll his eyes.
Scotty figures that he must have been showering Kevin in these little trivia bits since Sarah gave him that ‘Trivia on cooking' book after she had managed to call about baby sitting while they were in the middle of something very far from just that..

"Yeah, that word didn't exist until the 1970s," Scotty finishes. Kevin has already poured the oil into the bowl, now waiting for Scotty to tell him what to do next.
"One spoon of  yogurt," Scotty says. "Not the strawberry one," he says when he sees Kevin's hand moving toward their breakfast, "the other one."

Kevin looks a bit foolish when he returns to the counter with the right one.
"Half a cup of milk, one spoon of balsamic vinegar, one and a half cup of the red beet puree and then the eggs," Scotty dictates, enjoying the sight of Kevin running around the kitchen in the flowery apron.

He had won that at a fair and had kept it for way too long, feeling in his guts that it would one day be useful. Now he watches Kevin crack the eggs very carefully, glad that day has finally arrived.

"Now mix it," Scotty says, overlooking the procedure to make sure the batter gets just right: dark, smooth and with no lumps. He turns on the oven and takes out his cupcake iron.

He helps Kevin pour some batter into each cup, motivating Kevin by drawing little circles just over the hem of his pants, pressing himself against Kevin's back.
They clean up the kitchen together and Kevin looks through the glass every ten seconds to see his masterpiece grow and get firm.

Fifteen minutes later he practically hangs over Scotty when he takes the cupcakes out of the oven.
"They look amazing. Some frosting on these and they're good to go," Scotty says, inspecting the pastries with a smile.

"We can't frost them until they're cold, so we have to wait and hour or so, and then we have to leave straight for your mother's," Kevin hears Scotty say behind his back. He looks up at Scotty with a smile.

"So then we have an hour and nothing to do?" He moves closer. "Now I think it's time for me to tell you what to do."
Scotty smiles and answers to Kevin's kiss, reaching behind his back to untie the apron.

"No, no," Kevin stops him. "Keep that on."
"Oh..." Scotty says in mock shock. "You're so kinky, Kevin Walker."
Kevin chuckles and kisses Scotty again.

"Alright," Scotty says. "I'll keep it on if you keep yours' on."
"And you call me kinky," Kevin teases. "Fine, it's a deal. But I think we should move to the bedroom so we don't accidentally do something on the cakes we will give to my mom. She might not ever talk to us again."

When they stumble out of the kitchen to continue on the bed, Scotty looks back the cupcakes on the counter, mumbling,
"Don't worry. My red velvet cupcakes puts a spell on everyone."

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