GAY ANGELS

[plotluck]

[It's the middle of summer and they're stuck house sitting. Their dad is away for the whole month.... Not really that unusual, he's always away on business. And their mom has been gone for a long while now. So it's just him, in charge of taking care of things, and his brother.

And the heat. Noel flops on the couch next to his little brother and groans, passing over a soda. It's already evening but the heat just doesn't let up. It really saps the strength out of Noel, but what it also does is... Well.

It's difficult being a teenager and gay and alone in a house with your brother who is actually really hot and you absolutely should not find attractive because he's your brother, and so as usual Noel slides his eyes away from his brother quickly after passing him the soda. Dinner was about half an hour ago so there's nothing left to do but sort of melt together in this heat.]

It's too hot to live. Revive me when it's November.

Comments

[amurdermostfowl]

The wards. I fucked up the wards. That shouldn't have been able to find us at all. [but he leans into his brother's touch, needy in a way he isn't really processing, too busy hating himself for this happening in the first place.]

[plotluck]

[He strokes Rowan's cheek, comforting and also being comforted by Rowan being solid.]

We can fix that later then...

[He's forcing himself to stand, wincing, tugging Rowan gently up with him. He even manages a smile that doesn't seem fake.]

You were pretty dashing, though.

[amurdermostfowl]

How was I dashing? You're the one who saved our asses. [then, winces, because that's a little on the nose, isn't it. but he's standing too, only sort of letting Noel tug him up.]

[plotluck]

Well from my point of view... [That was on the nose though. But He's guiding Rowan to the shower and turning it on.]

[amurdermostfowl]

[leaning against him while Noel does productive things I guess, letting himself be taken care of a little.]

I need to redo them. Just... after the shower. Don't let me forget, okay?

[plotluck]

Yeah.

[He tests the water and gently pushes Rowan under the water.]

Let's get this gunk off.

[You know the gross aphro goo coating them both.]

[amurdermostfowl]

Yeah. It's no good to be exposed to it much longer. [reaching to tug Noel under with him, to help scrape the worst of it off with a washcloth so the water can penetrate it better.]