They apparated back to Oliver's flat and he held Fred a bit longer than was necessary once they materialized. "Did I say thank you for tonight?" he asked, completely content. He'd been worried, after last night, and especially after how things had started out, that he'd ruined things ( Read more... )

Fred bribed the gate guard and snuck up into the stands. He had a strange yen for Mexican food and he'd decided to come grab Oliver and spirit him away. After practice, of course. Seeing Oliver on a broom was always a good thing. He counted more than once and came up with only six players. He mastered his expression and took a seat near one of ( Read more... )

Fred had made himself a sandwich, made one for Oliver, and plopped himself down on the sofa to eat and watch his wall. It was still raining softly over his head, stopping just out of reach. He thought the colors were relaxing, and the bit of moment combined with the bit of buzz was terribly lovely. "Don't know why no one likes this.." he

Oliver turned the music on soft and tossed the towel that he'd been using to dry his hair onto the bed. Fred would be there any minute and he was late getting dressed. He'd worked his arse off during practice again today and had a few more bruises to show for it. At least they were going out with some of the team, so he'd not be the only one there ( Read more... )

Fred shifted slightly, kissing the warm skin under his cheek. He shifted slowly, disentangling himself by inches. He could tell from the light in the room that it was still very early. Fred tiptoed from the room, grabbing his jeans off the chair and snagging a T-shirt out of the open bag on the floor ( Read more... )

Fred fell asleep in his arms, under the stars, and Oliver dozed for a while as well. He couldn't have asked for a bettr start to their weekend ( Read more... )

Oliver straightened his shirt and jacket and looked in the mirror again. It was entirely silly to be nervous because it was Fred, and he knew Fred, but he really wanted to do something nice for him. There had been way too much tension lately and Fred deserved a nice night out. He patted his pocked, making sure the weight of the package was still ( Read more... )

Terence was tired. It had been a very long day and he'd worked nonstop since he went in at 6am. He'd been productive, though, and had managed to get quite a bit done ( Read more... )

They'd awoke late, almost noon, and Terence couldn't remember the last time he'd slept until noon. His work had remained untouched, and he knew he would regret it come Monday, but Charlie looked really fucking good lounging against the pillows, and he couldn't be arsed to care about work ( Read more... )

They apparated back to the flat after lunch and Oliver pulled Fred close for a kiss. "Thanks for taking me out to eat. That was nice. Higgs is a bit stuffy, not real sure how the two of them seem to get on so well, but as long as Charlie's happy..." He smiled and slipped his fingers into the waistband of Fred's jeans. "And I was so very good. I ( Read more... )