Birthday Drabbles

It is a glorious day of the birth of the founder of this magical place! Happy birthday to the lovely Yellowleaf :) There is so much love in my heart that I can totally put in to words...because that's what I do! Here's birthday pressie fic.

Birthday drabbles

He would never have gone to the Dragons. Never. He doesn't think they understand even now why he'd turned them down. They don't understand about Glenn. They don't understand about how Brett cannot exist without Glenn. How Glenn is the best of them both. It doesn't matter. It was their loss anyway.

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"I missed you"

Joel grins when Max raises an eyebrow.

"Did you now?"

Joel dances away from Max's reaching hands.

"Hmm...not so sure now" he says letting Max trap him against the couch.

Max kisses him, hands on his face and Joel sighs in to it. He'd missed this more than breathing. They'd always be like this, if they could.

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Cooper wakes up. The room smells like...bacon?

What?

He turns over and frowns at the empty spot next to him on the bed. He could have sworn he hadn't gone to bed alone. He absently scratches at the bruise on his neck. No. he definitely didn't go to bed alone. Then he hears singing coming from the kitchen.

"I'm not sayin' I'm soooorrryyyyy"

Cooper smiles. Oh.

Brett is shirtless. And cooking breakfast. In Cooper's kitchen. Brett is wearing a pair of pink boxer shorts (where did he get those?) and poking at something on the stove that is smoking a lot. Cooper would be worried about that if he isn't incredibly distracted by the first fact.

"Are you trying burn down my house?" is lamentably the first thing that comes out of his mouth.

Brett grins at him.

"What are you doing out of bed?" Brett asks waving a spoon in his general direction.

"Making sure you don't burn down my house?" Cooper is not sure whether he should have phrased that as a question.

In answer, Brett turns off the stove and divides the bacon in to two plates that are already half filled with scrambled egg and -

"Is that meringue?"

"No Australian breakfast is complete without it!" is the haughty answer he gets.

Brett takes the two plates to the dining table. There are two cups of steaming coffee already there.

Cooper stares. It's not everyday he wakes up to find a hot guy in his kitchen cooking him breakfast. It should be everyday. But Cooper is not complaining. He'll take what he can get.

He blinks back in to reality when he feels Brett's knuckles rapping against his head.

"Earth to Coop"

"Hi" Cooper can't help it. He loves this boy.

Brett smiles, not with his lips but with his eyes like he does when something truly makes him happy. And it is perfect. Finally his life is how he wants it.

Cooper kisses him, tangles his fingers in the golden hair and just kisses him.

He wouldn't change a single thing.

Have a gorgeous day :D