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[gredisfred]

They'd fallen instantly asleep after returning from the Burrow. There had been biscuits, tea, more discussion, a tour of Fred's old room, and Dad's shed, random discussions of muggle items and then more tea. When Fred woke he couldn't actually remember what day of the week it was

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[reservekeeper]

"Hey, I know that smile by now. That smile tells me somethings wrong." He reached up and touched Fred's face. "It's all right love. I'm not upset, okay?"

[gredisfred]

Fred, frankly, couldn't understand why he wasn't upset. But he wasn't likely to say so. "I'm glad. I don't ever want you to be upset. Never want you hurt." He turned his head to kiss the fingers on his cheek. "So tell me what I can do for you."

[reservekeeper]

Oliver smiled. "Course I'm not hurt, babe. And I told you what you could do for me. Make me purr more." He leaned up and kissed him. "Seriously, it's no big deal, love. She'll think you're handsome and she might even be happy for me. Who knows."

[gredisfred]

Fred didn't know what to say. He'd distract the man, send the thought out of his mind. Fred's chest ached. He'd never broken up a family before. "I can do that," he whispered, sliding down Oliver's body, kissing his nipple, his chest, running his hands over acres of smooth skin and firm muscle. "I get the cream though," he said, licking into the dimple of his navel before rubbing his cheek against Oliver's groin. "May have to get you interested first."

[reservekeeper]

Oliver looked down at him, feeling badly. He hadn't meant to upset him, in fact he thought he'd be making him happy by agreeing.

"We can drop this, if you need... I wish you'd tell me what's wrong though. I didn't mean to upset you, love." Oliver ran his hand through Fred's hair gently. "And you never have to work to get me interested. I always want you."

[gredisfred]

Fred laid his head on Oliver's thigh and sighed. "This isn't about what I need. Don't you understand? I shouldn't have brought it up and I will, always, defer to whatever you need, want, feel like you should do regarding your family." He still hurt, but that wasn't Oliver's fault. He could only imagine what his mother would say if she knew that Fred was coming between his soon-to-be husband and his parents. "I love you."

He kissed his hip and then looked up. "So, shall we get back to making you purr?"

[reservekeeper]

"Love you can bring anything up to me that you want. Nothing is off limits with me, okay?" He smoothed his fingers over Fred's face. "We're going to be married. I want you to be able to talk to me, understand? I need you to be able to." He smiled. "I love you more," he said, carding his fingers through Fred's hair. "You always make me want to purr."

[gredisfred]

Fred sat up. "Okay. Tell me what you want."

[reservekeeper]

Oliver slowly sat up as well, watching Fred warily. "I... um." He ran his hand through his hair and rubbed the back of his neck. "I just... wanted you to talk to me. And I really don't want you to be upset anymore. I... I don't know what to say."

[gredisfred]

"Don't look at me like that." He frowned and moved back up the bed, settling himself between Oliver and the headboard, pulling his lover back against him and starting to work on his shoulders. "I don't know what to say. I love so much, but I hate that I'm taking your family away from you."

[reservekeeper]

Oh. Oliver nearly laughed outloud. "Ah, love," he said, smiling and settling back against Fred's chest. "That's not my family. You're my family. I thought I'd made that clear. I thought you knew that." He turned his head to the side feeling a hundred percent better. "I love you. I want you. I choose you. It's not a hard decision, in fact it's one of easiest decisions I've ever made. You're my heart, love."

[gredisfred]

Oliver was beaming and Fred was still confused. He simply didn't get it. He couldn't imagine not being surrounded by a million relatives. "I don't get it," he said, kissing Oliver's temple. "I'm... I believe you. You're my heart, too, but ..." He shrugged. "Different worlds. You have a family now, though, billions of redheads all with tempers and obnoxious opinions."

[reservekeeper]

Oliver relaxed against him. "You know how they are. How he is. I don't want them. And if I never had to see them again, it would be fine with me." He turned and brushed their lips together. "Can't you understand that? And well... I'm thrilled about the redheads. It's my favorite color, you know? How do you think your brothers are going to take this? George in particular?"

[gredisfred]

"So you aren't going? You're not going to give in to that letter where he wanted to see you? I feel bad about your mum, but now, as your soon to be husband, if he lays a hand on you...." Fred closed his eyes. "Just stupify me."

He kissed Oliver's nape and breathed him in. "George will be fine, although he'll be bummed that you're never going to fuck him."

[reservekeeper]

"Oh no, I'm going. It'll be the last time though." He smiled at the thought. "And mum... well, she... she made her choice. She saved herself. And I don't really blame her, you know? Cause I know how he is. But... I can't feel too bad. Maybe that makes me a bad person but... well, hey. I don't think she'll be too upset."

Oliver turned quickly and looked at Fred. "He what?"

[gredisfred]

"Can I come?" he asked very softly, so much so that Oliver could choose to ignore him.

"You seriously never noticed? The boy flirted his arse off. He wiggled and teased and suggested." Fred laughed. "Seriously? This surprises you?"