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Tweak says, "Oh my God... I'm a Chav!"

Sam Hanna (sam_hanna) wrote in omega_reality,
@ 2012-02-22 20:19:00

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*complete, 2012 02, character: g callen, character: sam hanna

RP: Sam and G
Who: Sam and G
Where: their home
When: February 22, 2012
Summary: Sam is still finding way to make it up to G

Sunday night had been a lot better than the rest of the weekend, and Sam had done his best to make it up to G. Not with words, because he knew that those would be useless, but with touches and kisses, but he wasn't done. He just got creative.

Good thing about overnight shipping and online ordering, because that was the only way he pulled this off.

He waited until after dinner, and then went to their spare room, and came back. "I got something for you. I thought you deserve it for being so patient. After all, we know who the patient one is in this partnership, but since rewarding good behavior is supposed to encourage behavior in the future...." He trailed off as he put a box on the coffee table. Inside, there was a bear, with camo briefs and a uniform. Sam had gotten a rifle, then he had drawn tattoos with a sharpies and finally he had cut the stomach and sewed it back together. "See if you like it."

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g_callen
2012-02-23 01:43 am UTC (link)

G looked up from the evening news posts online as the box made contact with the coffee table, eyebrows drawn together in a confused frown. Gifts on special days was still unnerving, but logical. Sam making it up to him when he spent days in a bad mood, normal and taken care of in bed two nights prior. But, gifts for bad moods? This was new.

"So, it's a bribe for future patience?" he teased, nevertheless.

When he opened the box, he didn't even bother to hold back his laughter. Pulling the bear out he took his time examining it. That Sam had actually tattooed it and added the knife scar across his stomach just made G grin. "Am I subjecting myself to those disbelieving looks that came with the knowledge I'd never gotten a birthday card if I say I've never owned an actual teddy bear?"

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sam_hanna
2012-02-23 01:49 am UTC (link)

"Bribe is such a dirty word. I'd say it's something more like an incentive," Sam answered, smiling a little.

He sat on the couch next to G. "You'd get a more disbelieving look if you told me you had one, because then you'd know the difference between a teddy bear and me, and obviously you don't. Now you can look at it and remind yourself of the difference." He reached over and pulled down the pants and shorts. "For starters, they are missing parts. More importantly, the rifle is a fake. I know that completely ruins your day, but I couldn't lie to you."

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g_callen
2012-02-23 02:03 am UTC (link)

"Incentive, hm? So what do I get if I keep up this good behavior?" G smirked at his partner as he sat down.

Raising an eyebrow as the bear was bared, he pulled the stuffed toy out of Sam's reach. "Hey now, that's my secondary teddy bear you're on the way to molesting there." Picking up the rifle, he thoroughly 'examined' it before trying to fit it to the bear's paw. "That's just tragic. He's going to need a brilliant partner to watch his back if his weapon won't fire."

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sam_hanna
2012-02-23 02:15 am UTC (link)

"Different accessories for the bear," Sam said with a smirk. "Or you could trade them in for something with the more lethal teddy bear in the house."

Sam laughed, although it was kind of adorable to see G with a teddy bear, not that he would tell his partner that. "I can't possibly molest your primary one." His fingers moved gently down G's scalp and neck, while he stared at his lover. "Maybe he's lucky and he'll find a partner as brilliant as mine, but I doubt it. It's very hard to find that one person that completes you both on the field and at home."

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g_callen
2012-02-23 03:09 am UTC (link)

"Now you just want to turn my teddy bear into a bear who does 'stuff'. I see how it is," G returned with a laugh. "I'll just have to see about those trade-ins, instead. Lethal is more my speed."

He shook his head. "No, that's my privilege."

One of these days, G kept telling himself, the gentle way in which Sam touched him was going to break him. He just knew it. And, yet, it hadn't happened so far. G had come near to breaking several times over the last year and the quiet care of his partner had always put him back together, never broken him down further, not even those frequent times when G felt stripped bare and exposed as he never had before. "If he's even half as good as the original, his partner will be the lucky one."

Leaning over, he kissed Sam and whispered words he rarely said. "I love you, Sam Hanna." Pulling back, he grinned. "And I can't believe you bought me an actual teddy bear."

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sam_hanna
2012-02-23 03:29 am UTC (link)

"Or you can do stuff to the bear if that's more your speed," he said, trying not to laugh. "Or you could do that, if you don't like perving over a stuffed animal."

Sam nodded. "Always and forever, and I wouldn't want it any other way." He squeezed gently. "It's time we stop this one argument. We've never going to agree on who's the lucky one, so let's agree that both partners are equally lucky to have found the right one."

He didn't need words. Everything they did told him how much G cared, but maybe it was because G said it so rarely that the words always had a strange effect on him. Suddenly thanks weren't enough. HE wanted to make life perfect for his lover. "I love you, too," he answered back, just as softly, before shrugging. "First card, first birthday party, first gift, first real relationship, first marriage... No, someone beat me to that one," he said with a smirk. "Lots of first, G. Who else was going to get you your first teddy bear? Who else could without suffering any injury?"

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g_callen
2012-02-23 04:54 am UTC (link)

"Oh, I plan to do 'stuff' to my teddy bear, alright," G teased as he set the toy bear aside and turned to more fully face his partner. Smirking softly, he moved to straddle Sam's lap. G couldn't even remember how that had started. But, it seemed to have become his favorite way to sit and talk.

"I can agree to end that argument so long as I'm still allowed to wonder how I got this lucky." He smiled, warmed as always by the fact he knew Sam's words were true, even if G couldn't say the same words as often as he should. "First marriage that wasn't a cover," he interjected helpfully. "Well, I probably wouldn't hurt Savannah if she tried it. But, you're the only one who would." And he wouldn't say it, but he already knew that bear was going into his duffel along with the very, very few things he wanted to keep.

"I don't need incentives to let you have time to deal with things, though. You more than do the same for me all the time. I'd be no kind of partner if I didn't do likewise."

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sam_hanna
2012-02-23 05:07 am UTC (link)

Sam laughed, just as he put his arms around G, holding him close. "You can perv over me all you want and leave the poor stuffed animal alone. He already had surgery for the day. He needs to rest."

He nodded. "For now. Like it or not, you're getting a full family who's more than happy to tell you that you deserve it." Sam leaned closer and kissed him. "First marriage that wasn't a cover, but the one that's not legal either. So I'm not sure how that works." He knew that it was true about Savannah. "Because you deserve a teddy bear to go with the first card."

Sam rested back. "We both do, but I put you on the spot when it happens, because you are in charge and because people always assume that you'll go along with what I say, even if we know better. Do you wonder? If it'd make a difference if they knew? It's like-" He stopped and licked his lips. "They see us as a package. One unit. I don't know if it says something about them or us."

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g_callen
2012-02-23 05:41 am UTC (link)

G's smirk deepened. "The stuffed bear can rest. I'll take the O.G. Killer Teddy any day."

Meeting Sam's kiss, he added his own, drawing it out, before leaning back to speak. "They can tell me all they like. It doesn't make it easier to believe weighed against past history." He wasn't sure he'd ever really, consciously believe he deserved all this. There would always be that thought in the back of his mind that he wasn't good enough for his parents, couldn't be good enough for anyone. But, when Sam said it, he came as close to believing as he ever had. "Only marriage that matters, legalities or not, teddy bears or cards or not."

Sighing, he settled back and thought about what Sam was saying. Then he shook his head. "No, I don't wonder. If anything, it would make that belief worse. You and I know we don't work that way. The family knows we don't work like other people. But, to most people that's how it would work. They would make that assumption and believe it even more strongly because they believe that's how couples work." He shrugged one shoulder. "Maybe both. It says they make assumptions without paying attention to the facts and that we are what we always have been. Even at home people saw us as a unit because of how well we worked together in the field."

G studied Sam for a long moment. "Are you thinking you don't want to keep us a secret any more?"

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sam_hanna
2012-02-23 05:55 am UTC (link)

"I guess I can let you manhandle me this once." One comment had turned into another one of their inside jokes that no one else got. So many of them through the years, and that was how they had gotten to this point.

"It's all right. I'm still here and still reminding you, but maybe just this once, your brother can convince you better than I can." Sam would never stop trying to get G closer to Robert, just like he had done with Savannah. He'd seen something there and hadn't been wrong. "What marriage would it be if I didn't give you the bear, the cards and everything else? It's my job to make you happy."

Sam ran his hand over G's back as he listened. "Maybe. I don't know. It's feels like it doesn't make much of a difference." The question surprised him, because he wasn't thinking about that at all. "Mine was more an intellectual curiosity." The way the question was phrased made him pause. "I don't think we are keeping us a secret. There's nine of us, John and Kinney. No way that Vance doesn't know. Three profilers know. That's fifteen out of twenty-eight, twenty-nine with Liam. If you take out the kids who probably don't care one way or another, there aren't that many people who don't know. Do I feel the need to go out there and kiss you in front of everyone. Sometimes. Generally, I'm good for now, not because I want to keep you or us a secret, but because I don't see the need to tell them."

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g_callen
2012-02-23 05:49 pm UTC (link)

"Just this once." G agreed, still with that little smirk that barely hinted at the myriad of things going on in his mind at any given time.

"Maybe I don't want to believe it? When I start to believe it, I'll start taking this for granted, expecting what right now is still an unbelievable gift." Smiling softly, he ran his thumb over Sam's lip before kissing him with the tenderness Sam himself had been the one to teach him was okay. "It'd be the marriage I want. I don't need the stuff, Sam. It's nice and I like that you do things to try to give me some of the normal I've missed. But, it isn't the cards or the bear that make me happy."

G couldn't help snorting. "Fifteen of twenty-nine. We used to be a lot better at this." The idea Sam wanted to kiss him in front of everyone, even sometimes, stirred up a mess of emotions from pleased surprise to straight out fear. It went against everything that made G who he was to think about letting others see into his private life, to give them access to what and who was most important to him. But, at the same time, the part of him that needed to belong and craved Sam's possession, wasn't disappointed. "There is no need for them to know. The family knows. We know. But, you're good for now? Implying later this may change?"

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sam_hanna
2012-02-23 07:04 pm UTC (link)

"Just this once," Sam repeated with a very similar smirk. They both knew that it wouldn't be the first or the last time., and neither would mind.

Sam nodded. "You've said that before and I'm not telling you to take anything for granted. You never really do, even when you believe that you deserve it. I could never take you for granted." Sam closed his eyes, letting the kiss do the talking. "No one needs the stuff, but the reminders are still nice. I might not fix the past, but I can make our future better."

He chuckled. "We were much better. More than half know. It's a horrible track record." Sam stared at G, trying to guess what was in his lover's head, knowing too well that what G said often hid a lot more and he wanted to be very specific about this. "I love you, G and I don't want to keep you or us a secret, but our lives are made of secrets and I know it's hard to let go of that instinct that tells us to hide. I also know that the reasons for keeping us a secret don't really exist anymore. As I said, I don't feel the need to tell people, but I'm not going to worry if more people or everyone finds out. It's only a matter of time anyway."

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g_callen
2012-02-23 08:34 pm UTC (link)

"Feels like I would," G replied with a shrug. He knew too much of what it was like to live without all these things most people took for granted. Questions, holes, a lack of something at pretty much every level, it was what made him who he was. What if he began to believe and stopped being who he was? Who would he be then if he forgot all the things that shaped him, the few pieces of himself he'd been left? "Just be in my future as long as we have one."

Hiding was hardwired into G, went beyond simple instinct to survival at it's most primitive. Just the thought of being open about things made him twitch. But, in the end, would it change much? They were more relaxed with the family, but even their relaxed was miles away from the sort of openness people like Savannah or Sean indulged in, or even Dom and Jenna. And, still, there was that other voice that welcomed the unasked for confirmation of Sam's claims upon him.

Then again, if he admitted those reasons for keeping the secret didn't exist anymore, he'd have to admit that he was never going home, would never find the answers he still desperately needed. And if he did that...?

"What do you want? To not hold back when those 'sometimes' arrive? Relax hiding without telling anyone, just letting them find out? I'm not sure where you're going with this."

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sam_hanna
2012-02-23 08:44 pm UTC (link)

"I doubt it. I know you too well, G," he said. "I know this feels like a radical change, but it's not. It's just sudden. People take years to build these ties. You've had them basically over night, just little a year, and it can be overwhelming, but you're never going to take them for granted. That's not who you are." Sam nodded. "I'll be with you, right there, every step of the way. That's not even a promise. That's just the way it is."

Sam sighed. "You know that question was not meant as a subtle way to ask you to come out, right? I was just curious on why people seem to think of us as one, but not Morgan and Prentiss, or even Savannah and Deeks."

That wasn't an answer, though. What did he want? He never bother to think about it. "I wasn't going anywhere, G. Things can stay like this for as long as- well, forever, really. I'm just saying that with Vance knowing and Hetty- There's no reason. Even if we go back, we're not going back to our jobs. Don't Ask, Don't Tell is gone. I just... I don't know, I guess with time I wouldn't mind if people found out, not because I care what they know, but because that means that we can show what we mean to each other, and I'm not talking about holding hands or kissing every minutes," he said with a smirk. "But you know, hugging you after something happens, that wouldn't be unreasonable."

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g_callen
2012-02-23 11:49 pm UTC (link)

One of these days, they were going to have something normal, they'd do something everyone else did take for granted, and it wouldn't trigger another conversation about how fucked up G was and how much it bothered him that he couldn't just adjust to these things when they happened to him and not one of his covers. But, if there was anything he believed in, it was Sam. So, as long as Sam planned to be there, G would figure it out...eventually.

G shrugged. "Because we're better at what we do? We've spent five years working at being so good we can move like one in the field and make it look easy even when we disagree. Remember when I said in the beginning an order from you as my second was as good as an order from me? They think it means we think alike, agree on everything. The truth is, we just can anticipate each other so well, even if we disagree, we know what the other one needs ninety-nine percent of the time. They misinterpret the evidence in front of them."

And all of that was a good way of delaying having to think about subjects that made him twitch.

Except, as usual, Sam had a way of saying things to stop the twitching.

Mostly.

"We can't hold hands every minute. Too hard to get to our guns that way." G smirked, thinking of an afternoon more than a year ago when they'd realized they had left room for each other to reach their partner's gun in an emergency while still making out like teenagers on the floor of the basement. "With time. But, are we ever really going to come out to everyone? We came out to Dom and Kensi because we were keeping it a secret and they were family. But, no one else really needs an announcement, do they? They'll know or not as their own observation provides? So, isn't it really just a matter of when we feel comfortable doing any of that we do it? Unless you're thinking you want to kiss in the middle of the club for everyone to see, of course," he teased.

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sam_hanna
2012-02-24 12:21 am UTC (link)

"I guess you're right. It happens on occasion," he said, with an amused smile. "Thing is that we didn't spend five years. We clicked, as partners. Not that we don't train, because we've always had, but we clicked right from the start. We just knew what the other was thinking, even when you were trying to be a smartass," he said, laughing. "It's rare, and it's quite amazing. They still don't get chain of command. Sure an order from me is as good as your, but I'm not going to give an order that goes over your head or what I know you'd do, no matter what I feel like doing. Last Thursday was the perfect example. It doesn't matter what we are in here. You are the lead agent."

Sam snorted. "We can still hug so we're close to the guns," he said, changing the subject once again. He still wasn't sure how or why they were discussing this. "No, we don't need to announce it. I wasn't picturing some coming out party, if that's what you mean. Are we coming out to everyone? If you're comfortable with it, then yeah, I don't mind kissing you in the middle of the club, but it's not even the kissing. It's the touching, the looks. I know Savannah and Sean say that we're obvious, but we have relaxed around them. There was always some reason why someone found out, and I'm not considering the profilers. That's their job. We are still very much aware of how we act. So being able to kiss you? It'd be nice. It's not something we need though, not if you won't sleep for days at the mere idea. It's something that both of us should want, and if you're happy this way, then we're good."

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g_callen
2012-02-24 03:36 am UTC (link)

"Many occasions," G answered without modesty. The next moment he laughed as he considered what Sam was saying. "One or both of us wouldn't be alive right now if we hadn't. Either I'd have gotten us killed or you'd have killed me. And I was a smartass, you just have immunity because you're as big a smartass as I am in your way."

Sighing, he shook his head. "And that would be part of any hesitation I have in coming out to anyone. People aren't us. They don't get these things. They would never conceive of someone being able to do what you do, give the orders you know I would give or approve, whether it's what you would like or not. If they treat us as one unit now, it'll only get worse and add resentment on top of it, questions of judgement. Well, is he agreeing with him because he's right or because they're sleeping together? I don't want the fact we're together and people know we're together to undermine the authority you have."

For a moment, G just sat there, one finger idly tracing from memory lines of ink he couldn't see through the sleeve of Sam's shirt. "We've relaxed around them, but even then, I know I'm still conscious of how we act. The only time I'm not is here, when it's just us. I've lived with masks and roles for so long, kept everything of value hidden away, protected. There are times I want that, to be able to touch you or kiss you. I just...I don't know if I can. Not, I don't know if I can in the sense that I won't sleep for days. But, I honestly don't know if, given the opportunity, I would be capable of letting myself take it, no matter how much I want it." He huffed softly. "I'm not really very good at letting myself do the things I want to do. Not things like that, things that mean something."

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sam_hanna
2012-02-24 03:48 am UTC (link)

"A few occasions," he answered, because there was no way he was going to let G have the last word, even if they agreed. "Nah, we're still too good to die and I don't kill team members even when I want to. That's what they don't get. I would have never hurt that kid." He didn't have to convince G, because he knew his partner understood. "I'm not a smartass. I'm right. There's a difference."

Sam nodded. "Maybe that was why I was wondering. Does it make it worse? Does it even make a difference to these people? They never seem to get what we're doing unless we explain, in long words, with paragraphs, repeatedly, and even then, they don't seem to get it until something happens."

He ran his fingers under G's shirt, over his chest and around until they rested on the bare skin of his back. "I know you are, and we'll never touch like this, because no one needs to see this. It's ours, and yes, I'm possessive enough not to want to share it with anyone else. How comfortable and relaxed we are around each other is something that no one else needs to see." He kissed G softly. "I love who you are, G. If you feel better hiding it, then we do it. If you want to come out, but don't think you can, then we work toward it. Or I can just kiss you before a meeting and get it over with," he said with a grin.

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g_callen
2012-02-24 04:20 am UTC (link)

"More often than not." G was just egging him on now, pushing because he knew Sam would keep answering. "That was one thing I wasn't worried about." Egos could be hurt, but G knew how much Sam protected his team. He'd never worried about Green's fate at Sam's hands.

"It's like writing lines at school some days, only instead of a sentence written a hundred times, it's War and Peace recited a thousand times." G was pretty sure even Morgan, who undoubtedly was the most talkative of all of them, felt it. "I don't know. It might. Is it a risk we can afford to take?"

When had they become this comfortable with each other, anyway? The way Sam touched him now seemed the most natural thing in the world. But, it wasn't. Not really. Not when he was himself and not a cover. Just with them. "That's good because this no one will ever see." This was too vulnerable, too private. "I don't know, Sam. Like you said, my instinct is to hide." Hide, protect what was precious. If no one knew, no one could take it away from him. "But, at the same time, I know that instinct is flawed, a product of fear and the way I grew up, perhaps it's that even more than it's based in any real risk analysis. I guess what I'm saying is if it's something you want, I want to try. It's going to be out there after the first time we kiss or touch, anyway. From there it's just one more thing for me to get used to in that year of sudden connections, right?"

G laughed. "I didn't realize kissing in front of an audience was a trait of the Hanna men."

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sam_hanna
2012-02-24 04:37 am UTC (link)

"Less than fifty percent of the times." They could keep going for most of the night, or at least until they decided that sex was a better way to spend the night, so for now, he just kept bantering, as if they were really trying to determine G's ability to be right. "I know you weren't, but I'm a SEAL. Spencer was Special Ops. We do not harm with our team. We screw with members of our team to make them better, to teach them something, but we never harm them. He should remember that."

"I don't like to talk," he said, glaring even if it wasn't G's fault. "I don't see the reason to keep saying the same thing. If I'm saying it, it's what it is. The end. I still don't have an answer, because it feels that not knowing changes nothing."

Sam chuckled. "We can agree on something." They agreed on more than one thing, or even a few, but that went without saying. "There's plenty that I'd still want to hide anyway, because it's no one's business. We really don't have to rush into this, G. I know that a year is hardly rushing, but it is for now. Maybe we can start with something easier." He took G's hand and slipped the ring out. "It's out there without us having to do anything," he said putting the ring on G's left hand, before moving his own ring. "Let's get used to this first, and then we can talk about kissing and touching.

He snorted. "That wasn't a kiss. That was kids not knowing what they were doing. When I kiss you, everyone will know to back the fuck off, because anyone who so much as touches what's mine is going to end up with a broken wrist. And that's because I don't harm my team."

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g_callen
2012-02-24 05:07 am UTC (link)

"Minimum two out of three instances. Sometimes it just takes so long to prove, people forget." That last part was probably more accurate than he'd like to think, but G was getting used to people looking at him like he was nuts until circumstances proved him right. "Or, maybe he should stop hiding in that house with April when there isn't work or training and get to know the team itself. Whether he remembers or not, if he made an effort to know any of us, he'd have known you never would have harmed Green."

G met the glare with a smirk. "I know, Big Guy. I'd much rather leave the talking to Morgan, myself, except it takes him forever to be blunt enough to be effective about some things. But, I don't have the answer either, so maybe we should let it go and do what we do best when we're unsure of the outcome? Wing it."

Holding up his hand, he toyed with the ring in it's new position. "I was just getting used to it on the other hand," he mused aloud, thinking it was amazing he'd gotten used to it at all. G wasn't really a jewelry guy. Some days he was still amazed Sam had wanted him enough to put a ring on his finger in the first place. "It's a good start."

Leaning forward, he kissed Sam to seal the 'agreement' and laughed as he pulled back. "It's a shame Kinney probably knows. I don't have to pretend I don't want to pound him for touching you anymore. Although, I think, since we're feeling our way along here, I may need a demonstration of that kiss."

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sam_hanna
2012-02-24 02:56 pm UTC (link)

"Or sometimes you end up being right, because your partners fixes your mistakes and let's you take the credit." He could go along with G, since he knew just how good G instincts were, but if he gave him too soon, then he would just be humoring him, and that would start a new round of discussing about who was humoring who. They might as well continue on this topic. "Spencer has always found a reason not to engage. It has nothing to do with eyesight or April. He's a mercenary, G. You know my stand on these criminals."

Sam snorted. "Blunt? Does he know the meaning of the word? We might have to give him a dictionary as a gift." He nodded. Winging it sounds fine." Except this time, winging would require reading G a lot more, because he would not push G into coming out.

He pressed his hand against G's and looked at the rings. "And now you get used to this finger." He smiled a little. "If this is the first real marriage, we might as well do it right."

Sam rolled his eyes. "As if a ring would stop him. John has done more to stop him than him knowing. Now, speaking of demonstrations." He didn't know why G insisted on shirts, but at least they usually had the top buttons open which meant that he could pull the shirt up and take it off like a tee. He pulled G closer, hand behind his head and kissed, showing just how much this claim meant to Sam, and this was just the beginning. They wouldn't even have to move for Sam to prove his point.

One day, he'd have to talk Vance for these huge couches.

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