The Hot Babysitter [2/??]
anonymous
August 23 2011, 07:28:24 UTC
The next day, Arthur walks in on Al and Peter sitting down to tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches. Al grins at him when he walks into the kitchen and pours him a bowl. It’s canned, of course, but he’d heated it on the stove and made the sandwiches in a frying pan.
“Thought you’d be getting home soon, so I went ahead and made you some,” Al explains as he put two sandwiches on a plate and sets it by the bowl. Arthur smiles and goes to get a beer from the fridge while AL and Peter go back to their conversation - something about the university Alfred’s going to in a few months, because he’s almost done with sixth form and he’s legal now fuck-
Arthur twists off the cap with his palm and drains a third of it in one go, leaning on the island facing away from them and pulling himself together. Although people had accused him of it, he’d never thought of himself as perverse until now, when the bright-eyed boy he’d watched grow up was suddenly making his blood rush just by being alive and present.
He pushes off the island and joins them at the table, listening and watching as Al goes on about his future major, smile eternal and Peter in enraptured, completely in love, and Al makes a comment for older ears and winks at Arthur in shared humor. Arthur smiles weakly and dips his sandwich in his soup.
After dinner is over and Al leaves, Arthur shoos his brother to his homework and takes a very, very long shower.
“Thought you’d be getting home soon, so I went ahead and made you some,” Al explains as he put two sandwiches on a plate and sets it by the bowl. Arthur smiles and goes to get a beer from the fridge while AL and Peter go back to their conversation - something about the university Alfred’s going to in a few months, because he’s almost done with sixth form and he’s legal now fuck-
Arthur twists off the cap with his palm and drains a third of it in one go, leaning on the island facing away from them and pulling himself together. Although people had accused him of it, he’d never thought of himself as perverse until now, when the bright-eyed boy he’d watched grow up was suddenly making his blood rush just by being alive and present.
He pushes off the island and joins them at the table, listening and watching as Al goes on about his future major, smile eternal and Peter in enraptured, completely in love, and Al makes a comment for older ears and winks at Arthur in shared humor. Arthur smiles weakly and dips his sandwich in his soup.
After dinner is over and Al leaves, Arthur shoos his brother to his homework and takes a very, very long shower.
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