Ashes and wine part II

My Saints are in the finals :D Yay!!

"I'm sorry...for getting angry"
"I thought you were joking when you said...I didn't think you meant it"
"I meant every word"
"Brendon..."
"I wouldn't lie about something like this"
"I'm sorry you thought I was ignoring what you said"
"You believe me now?"
"Yes but...Dal?"
"It was just sex. We weren't together"
"Dal knew this?"
"Yeah. I've...we've broken it off. It's over. Lenny, go out with me?"
"On a date?"
"Yeah"
---
"What the fuck have you done?"
BJ didn't know but he didn't much care for facing a very angry Justin.
"What are you talking about?" he saw Lenny straighten up as he stood up to face Justin.
"Dal"
He felt his heart sink. Oh no.
"Dal?"
"Yeah Dal! You know what he did last night? Got drunk. Dal who almost never drinks, got so drunk that he thought he could walk through a glass door. But he didn't care about the cuts or the blood, all he could talk about was you. He's in love with you. Goddamn it BJ! What have you done?"
"I..."
"Is he alright?" he hadn't realised when Lenny had come over. He could hear the concern in Lenny's voice but couldn't look at him. This was his mess. He'd thought he had made a clean break. He thought Dal had understood.
Dal was in love with him.
"Nick's with him at the hospital. It's not serious" Justin's voice was calmer addressing Lenny.
"They're gonna keep him overnight for observation"
BJ fought the urge to step back when Justin looked at him.
"Fix this, BJ. Whatever you have to do, fix this!"
---
Nick gave him a look before leaving the room. There was no anger in those blue eyes, just...disappointment. He'd take Justin's anger any day.
Dal was asleep. His arms were wrapped in gauze and there were a few cuts on his face. He tied the giant Thomas the tank engine balloon he'd bought on the bed and sat down on the chair Nick had vacated, resolved to wait.
He wasn't sure when everything had gone wrong. He'd been so focussed on Lenny that he'd forgotten Dal was a part of it too. It wasn't that he didn't love Dal, it was just that Lenny held his heart. He didn't know when Dal had fallen for him, hadn't realised it when they'd been together. But he should have. He should have.
"BJ?" It broke his heart to hear the sleep laced joy in Dal's voice. How many times had he heard that and thought nothing of it?
"Hey"
"I tried to walk through the door!" there was a grin in Dal's voice as he recounted his adventure.
"You scared everyone"
"Even you?"
"Yeah" Especially me.
"Nick said I had to come to the hospital"
"He loves you"
"I'm sorry"
He looked up at the seriousness in Dal's voice.
"I don't want to ruin everything for you. You weren't supposed to find out that I...I couldn't help it, I'm sorry"
"Don't apologise. Dal, this is not your fault"
"It is...just a bit" Dal said with a smile.
Dal was so beautiful. He didn't deserve this.
"Dal...I can't...don't..."
"It's okay. You don't have to say anything or do anything. Just give me sometime to get over it" The quiet sadness in Dal's voice made his heart ache.
"I'm sorry Dal. I should never have involved you"
"Don't say that! I don't regret it. I'm glad to have had that time with you"
BJ reached out and touched Dal's fingers on the bed, the palm was wrapped in white gauze.
"I do love you"
"I know. But not enough"
He held those sad blue eyes but couldn't deny it. He would do anything for Dal but he couldn't love him the way he deserved.
He leaned forward and kissed Dal on his forehead, running his fingers through the dark blonde hair.
"Don't walk through any doors again okay?"
"Sorry, can't make any promises" he was glad to see Dal smile.
"Will you stay until I fall asleep?"
He sat down on the side of the bed, hand still in Dal's hair.
"Go to sleep. I'll stay"
---
When he walked out of the room after Dal had fallen asleep, Nick and Justin were waiting for him. Nick looked tired, Justin looked angry. Time to face the music. As he made his way towards them, Nick touched Justin's arm and said a few words that made Justin glare but walk away towards the hospital cafeteria. Nick probably wanted to talk to him alone before Justin could pommel him to death.
"He's asleep" he said before Nick said anything.
Nick nodded.
"We'll take him home tomorrow"
We. Dal had always been the baby of the group. Everyone loved him and were very protective of him. Especially Nick and Justin.
"I've made such a mess" he sighed sitting down on a chair.
"Yeah, you have" Nick said, sitting down next to him.
"Thanks, Nick"

To be continued...

Went to see the Saints play on Saturday, Justin had a really good game :D Couldn't really think of a title 'cos it's so short.

“Ow! Ow! Oh hell that hurts!” He felt Justin’s fingers tighten around his head as he tried to move away from the source of the pain.

His nose was being straightened and he had to keep his head still. But it hurt! He was glad Justin had decided to come.

“We’re almost there,” the doctor said.

He squeezed his eyes shut. He felt Justin’s lips in his hair.

“Hang in there, Dal”

He reached up and grasped Justin’s forearm as the doctor moved in. He knew he was probably leaving bruises on Justin’s skin but he couldn’t help it. He hoped Nick wouldn’t mind.

But there was a light at the end of the tunnel. Matt was in town. He hadn’t seen him for weeks and his whole self was keening, desperately for Matt.

“Done”

He opened his eyes cautiously. His nose still hurt but atleast it was now in a straight line. Justin was grinning as he stood up.

“Looking good, Dal”

He smiled. Ow. Shouldn’t have done that.

“This sucks!”

Justin wrapped an arm around him as they walked out.

“Come on! Matt should be here by now, you’ll forget about your nose in no time”

After the Win

Max Rooke, Joel Selwood and Corey Enright are AFL players and play for the Geelong Football club. Max and Joel are two of my very favourites. Don't like AFL? Don't read it!


'Corey's going to kill you' Joel whispered. Max locked the handcuffs, one around Corey’s leg and the other around the bed post.
'Shh!' Max hushed Joel and slowly back stepped his way towards the door.
'You have the keys to those right?' Joel asked making his way down the stairs.
'Hope so' Max laughed.
'Anyways how did you get those in the first place?' Joel questioned, suspicious of Max.
'They're Coreys. Sex shop' Max said smiling.
'You went to a sex shop?' Joel was shocked.
'Boris was bored one day. So we decided to go' Max said not sounding like it was a big deal.
'You ever use those?' Joel asked, an eyebrow raised.
Max turned to look at Joel. Joel was smiling. Max smiled back. He loved how Joel made him smile. He was very beautiful. Max threw his arm around Joel and got Joel under a headlock. Ruffling his hair, Max tried to take Joel down on to the couch.
'Ahh Max fuck!' Joel tried to get free.
'Don't fight it Sel' Max said throwing his arms around Joel, half lifting Joel off the ground. Joel fought back pushing Max against the couch. The force of both pushed the couch away and they both ended up on the carpet. Joel rolled on to his side so he was facing Max.
'Well done!' Joel said. 'Let's try not to break anything before preseason'
'Joel. Joel. Joel' Max smiled, his eyes on the boy with the transparent blue eyes.
'Shut up Max!' Joel laughed trying to get up. But max held him back. Joel looked at him.
'Corey’s tied up' Max whispered. 'In case you are scared'
'I’m not scared' Joel said his eyes on Max. Max smiled at him. Joel lied down on the carpet next to Max. His eyes on the ceiling 'How much did Corey drink last night?’ Joel asked.
'A bit' Max said thinking back to the previous night.
'I guessed' Joel said taking a sideway glace at Max.
'Have you packed?' Max asked his eyes focused on the high ceiling.
'For the trip? Not really. But I will' Joel smiled.
'Fuck Max!' Corey's voiced roared from upstairs.
Max sat up and broke into laughter.
'What the fuck did You do? Maxy!' Corey's voice continued to alarm.
'You gonna get that?' Joel asked turning to Max.
'I think i should' Max said getting up. 'Before he goes nuts. But maybe i should let him be for while' he added nearing the steps.
'You better go. You know how Corey is like when he is upset'
'Yeah… worse than you' Max smiled. He stepped few steps up and ran back down. Joel watched as Max leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.
The words 'love ya' were whispered in Joel’s ear before he took off up the stairs.
'Come on. You got to see this Sel' Max called out as Joel stood up. Smiling, he ran up stairs to watch the spectacle unravel.

Sunshine

A small part from my long fic titled 'Beginnings and Ends'


'I've just got a headache' Brett said getting up from the couch and moving to the window.
'Have you taken anything?' Cooper's voice sounded a tad worried over the phone.
'yeah. I took a couple of panadol' Brett said watching the streets below.

'good...i'll be there soon Ok?'
'Coop?'
'Yeah?'
'you driven'?'
'yeah'
'get off the phone!'
Brett heard Cooper laugh. With that, Cooper switched off.
Brett sat on the carpet and watched the cars go by. He was waiting and searching for Cooper's car. Which he now knew was coming over. Within 15 minutes he was here. Cooper parked his car next to Brett's blue one. Brett waved when Cooper looked up. Cooper waved back smiling.
Brett let him in. He greeted Cooper with a hug, while Cooper kissed him on the cheek.
He was about to kiss him on the lips when Brett back out.
'You might catch what ever i've got' Brett explained.
'Don't care' Cooper said pulling Brett towards him.
'Thought so' Brett said smiling. Cooper's lips lingered on Brett's lips.
'Hows your head?' he asked.
'Now that you are...' Brett took Cooper's lips with his. '...here. It's a diffrent story'

Cooper sat down on the carpet with his back to the wall and signalled Brett to join him. Brett was about to lean against the wall when Cooper pulled Brett onto his lap. Brett rested his head on Cooper's lap, his eyes facing up, holding the green of Cooper's.
Brett smiled as Cooper ran his fingers through his hair.
'you have beautiful eyes' Cooper said, not taking his eyes off them.
'Thanks'
'So fucking blue'
Brett smiled not knowing what to say.
He gathered Cooper's left hand in his and placed them across his lips. He kissed them slowly.
They sat without words for a while. Cooper's soothing touch almost made Brett close his eyes. It made him want to fall asleep by Cooper's side. Brett stared at Cooper through his half open eye lids.
He could tell Cooper was taking him in. He didn't want Cooper to wander off. He didn't want to let Cooper be alone with his thoughts.
'you are my sunshine...' Brett began tightening his hold on Cooper's fingers.
'my only sunshine... Coops..You make me happy' Cooper was laughing. Brett was happy.
'When skies are grey. You'll never know dear. How much i love you'
'So please Coops kiss me before i fall asleep' Brett adjusted the ending. Cooper laughed out loud.
'That doesn't rhyme Finch'
Brett smiled. 'Well, Rhyming wasn't my fortay back in school'
'I can see that' Cooper said as he finally stopped laughing.
'well?' Brett said smiling.
Cooper leaned down as Brett leaned up. Cooper placed a hand underneath Brett's head to hold him.
Cooper's lips touched Brett's.

So please don't take my sunshine away...

First Time

Happy Birthday Brett Finch!

Cooper heard footsteps nearing. He turned slowly. His eyes landed on the blonde coming down the spiral staircase. Wearing a fitting white T-shirt and a pair of navy jeans, Brett's eyes landed on him. Cameron who was sitting on the couch looked up to find his halfback and five-eight lost in each others eyes. Cameron looked back down at the magazine wanting to give them some privacy. Because he knew there was something there.

Brett eyes, they were smiling at Cooper. They were welcoming Cooper into his home. Cooper smiled. He liked him. He knew they would get along.

Billy and JT continued

Greg will be a Bronco next year :( The end of the season is fast approaching and it's going to suck! And that's a giant understatement. Anyways I come with fic. I wrote this a while back, hence the presence of certain players that have since left the NRL.

Billy ran his fingers through his hair, trying to not let his anger show. Two hours. He’d been waiting for two hours. He sighed as his phone began to ring. Johnathan was so going to get a piece of his mind for making him wait so long. He frowned at the caller ID on his phone. Karmichael Hunt.

“K?”

“Hey Billy. Is Johnathan with you?”

Billy felt the world screech to a halt.

“No...I thought he was with you guys”

“He didn’t turn up for training. We thought he might be with you”

“No he...” Billy took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself “He was supposed to meet me...two hours ago”

“Maybe he didn’t feel like coming out today...he’s been like that recently” Karmichael said in a reassuring tone.

“Yeah...I’m gonna go check his place. See if he’s there”

---

Billy looked out the bus window. He was so tired. It has been days since he last slept properly. He felt a sharp pain as he remembered the last time he got a proper nights' sleep. He’d been wrapped in Johnathan’s arms. Everything had been coming back to normal after the whole newspaper scandal. And then Johnathan had just disappeared. It had been three days now. Billy had searched everywhere. Anywhere Johnathan might have gone. But nothing. No one had seen him. So Billy was now on his way to Elron. Johnathan’s grandparents had a farm there. If Johnathan wasn’t there then...Billy wouldn’t know where to look. He squeezed his eyes shut, fighting the tears. How could Johnathan do this to him? Just disappear without telling him? Didn’t he realise how worried he’d be? Billy tried to hold on to the anger. If he didn’t, then the desperate fear that he’d felt when he realised Johnathan was missing would uncoil and freeze his heart. He didn’t want to be afraid. If he admitted to his fear, he’d be admitting defeat that he might never see Johnathan again.

---

Billy looked around. This looked like the right place. At least he hoped this was the right place. This was the only farm for miles. He’d been lucky to hitch a ride with a couple of guys who were going the same way. He walked up and knocked on the door. The door opened and an old woman stood there with hair as white as snow pulled back in to a bun at the nape of her neck.

“Hi...I was wondering if...Is Johnathan here?”

The woman looked at him with sharp brown eyes.

“And who are you?” she asked.

“Billy. Billy Slater. I’m a friend of Johnathans’”

To his surprise, she smiled.

“Billy. He’s told us about you, didn’t say you were so handsome though”

Billy blushed and smiled “Is he here ma’am?”

She laughed.

“Call me Maggie. Yes he’s here, out back. Go around there. He’d be feeding the horses so you can’t miss him” she said pointing to the right side of the house.

Billy dropped his bag and practically ran off the porch. He slowed down as the horses first came in to his view. They were fenced in with a wooden fence and he could see the shed behind it. The horses had congregated to the near side of the fence pulling apart a barrel of hay. Then the shed door opened and a figure stepped out carrying another barrel of hay. He was wearing a red chequered shirt and denim pants that were ripped at the knees. Seeing Billy he froze, slowly lowering the hay to the ground. Billy watched Johnathan for a moment. Feeling the emotions flowing through him. The anger, fear and the desperate love were all eclipsed by the immense sense of relief. Johnathan was okay. He was safe. He walked over and stopped in front of his lover.

“Billy...” Johnathan whispered as if he couldn’t believe that Billy was here, that he’d come looking for him. Billy didn’t let him say anything else as he crushed his lips to Johnathans’. He felt Johnathan’s hands grip his shirt as he kissed him. He pulled away and stepped back. “Billy...” Johnathan said as he stepped forward. Billy didn’t even realise he’d been so angry until he pulled his arm back and punched Johnathan in the face. Johnathan touched his face and looked at Billy in shock.

“What the fuck are you doing? Do you think this is going to solve anything? Running away? You just disappear like that and what am I supposed to think? Do you know how worried everyone was? You’re just feeding the fucking horses like it doesn’t even matter!”

“I’m sorry” Johnathan whispered.

“You’re sorry” Billy snarled. “That’s all you can say? After all this? I was so scared. So fucking scared that something had happened to you and...” Billy felt the tears in his eyes and found that he didn’t care. “Why would you do that to me?”

Johnathan reached out, eyes dark with pain but Billy stepped out of reach. It hurt to see Johnathan hurting but the memory of betrayal was still so close. Johnathan let his arm fall.

“I’m sorry I hurt you. Billy I didn’t mean to. You know I’d never knowingly do anything to hurt you. I just...” he looked away and Billy could see the tears shining in his eyes. “I was so sick of everything. All the rumours and the journalists and all the shit that people say. I just...wanted to get away from it all” He looked at Billy “I wasn’t thinking when I left....I should have told you. I wish I could change it...I’m sorry. I’d understand if you hate me”

“Would I come all the way out here if I hated you? Johnathan, you’re everything I love” Billy reached out and pulled Johnathan in to a hug. Johnathan slowly wrapped his arms around him and settled his head on Billy’s shoulder.
“Can we stay? Just for a little while? I don’t wanna go back just yet”

Billy pressed a kiss on to Johnathan’s dark head.

“Yeah. We can stay awhile”

Ashes and wine

The responsibility for this fic I lay at the feet of Yellowleaf, who wanted Dal/BJ :D

He watched Dal sleep. He'd never say it out loud but Dal looked adorable asleep, all curled up with his hair sticking out in all directions. He leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Sleepy blue eyes were watching him as he leaned back and the smile on that face made him almost forget he was not meant to get attached. There were no strings in this relationship.
He leaned in again and kissed Dal with more intent as he moved to straddle him. He didn't hear the door open, nor the gasp that followed but he knew when Lenny entered the room.
"Your front door was unlocked and I..."
He saw Lenny grasping for words and saw the moment when they failed him. He held Lenny's eyes for a moment before Lenny fled. He was off the bed and pulling on his shorts in a second. He paused for a moment for Dal who was sitting up in bed watching him. He took a breath and walked out the door after Lenny.
- - -
"Stop, Lenny!"
"I'm sorry I didn't know..." Lenny's brown eyes were wide as he tried to apologise.
"Don't, don't!" he didn't know why he suddenly felt so angry.
"Brendon..."
"You can't do this! Not when you know how I feel,"
"What?"
"You know. I know you know. And I know you don't give a shit but that doesn't give you the right to just come in and act like I've hurt you somehow. How can I hurt you when you don't give a fuck?"
- - -
He yelled in frustration. He had completely messed it up. Lenny had just left, hurt and betrayal etched on his face. He hated it that he felt guilty. He had nothing to feel guilty about. He punched the wall, satisfied at the pain lancing up his arm. He leaned his head against the wall and breathed. When he finally turned, Dal was standing at the bedroom door, a quilt wrapped around his waist.
"Do you want me to leave?"
He hated himself then. He had Dal, his beautiful, smiling Dal who he didn't deserve because he kept on reaching after something that was impossible.
He made it to Dal in three steps, kissed him with more force than intended but he didn't care. He pulled Dal back in to bed and battled to erase any trace of Lenny from his mind. Dal rose to meet every one of his thrusts without flinching and he loved him then, the darkened blue eyes, the wild hair, the simple fact that Dal was here. It was almost enough to make him forget. Almost.
At the end when he'd gotten his breath back, his mind clear enough to see the bruises he'd left on Dal's body, he felt sick.
"I'm sorry,"
Dal held his eyes.
"I'm not."
"Dal..."
Dal sat up, forcing him to look at him.
"I'm here. Whatever you need, I'm here."

To be continued...