Title: It's A War (In Your Bedroom ( Read more... )

Steven looked over the file Harry had thrown on his desk hours ago and had increasingly buried underneath more papers and files. It was all about costs for this month and it wasn’t looking pretty. It meant he was going to be here for a few more hours or he could take it home and work but still be hunched over, crunching in numbers to his calculator ( Read more... )

Fernando bent over to stretch, pulling his hat a little tighter and shoving his fists further into the coat hoping to gather warmth. He loved the city, but he hated the cold. His body still wasn’t used to the rain beating down or the harsh winds.

As he bent over, he felt hands gently brushing his body. He didn’t even have to look up to know ( Read more... )

 Stevie realized Fernando liked to takes risks early on. Stevie never saw it coming; he always pictured the lad to think carefully before selecting his next move. Oh how he was wrong.

It was a cross-country trip back to Liverpool. Long stretch of highway ahead and very little light shining into the bus and Stevie figured he could catch some ( Read more... )

It’s as if time stops during a game. Its how Stevie feels. There is only the ball and the net and 21 other men on the pitch. The stadium lights glare down on him and he blinks the light away. The noise from the fans guides him and it fuels him. He’s not he who scores though. He watches as Fernando scores and his legs carry him to the striker. There ( Read more... )

Steve rests on the bed, his eyes slowly starting to fall as sleep hits him. He wants nothing more than to sleep and wait for Alvaro to join him but it seems Alvaro has other ideas.

Alvaro stalks across the room with a devilish grin on his face and Steve groans. He’s not in the mood and he wants nothing more for Alvaro to just sleep. But there ( Read more... )

Stevie does it because he thinks he can and to be quite honest, that’s about as good of an explanation as he can muster. He figures if everyone else can have fun, why can’t he.

So he kisses Fernando without thinking and it might have been the one time that it paid off.

Stevie doesn’t remember why he thought about kissing Fernando. There ( Read more... )

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If there was ever a time when things at Hombre seemed at peace, it was Christmastime. Everyone seemed in a cheery mood, even Stevie, and rarely fought. Plus it meant the yearly Christmas party held the week before Christmas. This meant drinking all night, shit gifts, and usually finding out that someone has kissed someone else.

They randomly ( Read more... )

Riise knocked on Stevie’s door, before opening it slowly. He never was sure if Stevie liked him or not and he wasn’t going to risk pissing him off.

“Hey Stevie. I just. I know someone that Daniel could interview.”

Stevie waved him in and gestured for him to sit down. He cleared his desk a bit, pulling out his PDA.

“All right Riise. He ( Read more... )