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first time.

first time they met.
first time they fight.
first Christmas.
first time they do something together.
you catch my drift.hopefully.

( first sight..... )

Title: Do you believe in love at first sight
Author: foreverbm
Words: 350
Genre: General
A/N: I actually wrote this for my Michael Musing's challenge, but thought and hope it fitted the prompt so am taking the liberty of posting it.

( Do you believe in love at first sight )

Title: Hunters First Christmas
Author: foreverbm
Timeline: Season 3
Character: Hunter

Hunter sneaked quietly out of his bedroom, the light from the moon shone through the window as he tip toed towards the Christmas tree in the corner of the room. Michael and Ben must have decorated it after he’d gone to bed. It was huge, almost to the ceiling and was surrounded by presents. He’d heard Michael badgering Ben that he wanted the biggest tree ever and had come home last night with bags full of decorations.
He’d had Christmas’s before but none like this. He somehow knew that this would be what he would always call his first Christmas.

Title: I Am Sure
Author: foreverbm
A/N: I think you will all become very sick of me with this challenge :)

I watched Michael as he slept and thought about how many times we must have made love over the last three years. Too many to count; but all of them special in their own way. But the first time stays with me to this day. I had knelt above him, his eyes locked with mine, no fear or doubt showing in them, just want, need and more than anything love. We had made love slowly, savoring every minute of that first time and I felt as if I had come home. We became one that night and always will be.

Title: The Unknown
Author: foreverbm
Timeline: Hunter's childhood

My mother led me towards the bedroom door. I knew he was waiting for me, to do what, I didn’t know. I couldn’t remember his name, there were so many of them, in the end they blurred together to become faceless.
“Just do what he tells you Jimmy.” She said. “And I’ll buy you something tomorrow.”
I hesitated but she pushed me harder, opening the door.
He was sitting on the bed, a smarmy smile on his face, his bare chest white and hairy.
“I don’t want to”
“It’ll be ok Jimmy, trust me.”
She closed the door behind her.