Fun Fic Friday!

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~Fun Fic Friday~

TGIF! It's the day before the weekend, and what better way to close out a long week than with a fun dose of ficlets and drabbles of Luke & Reid? Or how about some amazing icons or graphics of the guys? Don't be fooled by the name - Fun (Graph)Fic Friday just didn't have the same ring to it. Here's your chance to contribute a short

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THIS ISN'T WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE! PART I

Luke had never seen Reid like this before: Speechless for more than an hour, pale ,hurt, and helpless, yes Reid felt strangely helpless and watching his husband like this, Luke hurt, too. He hurt and got angrier with each passing minute. Reid refused to leave their hotel room for more than half of the day now, not leaving their triplet's side more than the minutes he needed to be on his own in the bathroom.
They spent the second day in New York, Reid attending a medical conference and since he was emotionally and physically incapable staying apart from Luke and his kids more than his working hours, they were with him, except Paolo. Their oldest wanted to stay at the farm with his granddad Holden and especially with Smoothwind, his beloved gelding. Paolo, who had inherited Damian's charms but had totally taken over Luke's love for a life in the countryside. Being dragged into a huge metropolis was sheer torture for their 10 years old, so they agreed with him spending some days with his favorite relatives, Holden and Emma. They knew, Paolo was safe there, additionally being watched by Ethan, his idol.
Luke pondered on what had really happened, while Reid played parcheesi with Eli, Debbie and Gioia (they were five years old now).
What he had pressed out of Reid was that - after breakfast - there had been some colleagues' wives at the hotel pool, where their triplet just had fun splashing each other and Reid had only mildly asked them to be more considerate, when he heard Mrs. "Dr." Hauser comment on the scene:
"This isn't what it looks like! - It's a farce, a pathetic copy of family-life. He's a queer and his 'missy', too. Poor kids!"
It didn't help, that another woman, obviously embarrassed, tried to shut her down, Mrs. Hauser wasn't finished, yet: "He should put them up for adoption, maybe they'll still have a chance in life then."
Reid only managed to answer: "Thank God, we're living in the land of freedom and justice", before he grabbed his kids and left the scene. He wouldn't do his children a mischief in getting into an argument with an apparently cretinous person. But the whole thing gnawed away at him. It wasn't only the stupid homophobic comment and misanthropic suggestion, it was the fact Mrs. Hauser hadn't only offended his values but his whole family AND because Reid knew Malcolm Hauser and he was actually a good guy. How could he be married with such a Xantippe?

At night there was the gala, they had enjoyed two years ago. This time Reid refused to show up.
"Reid, that's exactly what those morons want us to do - to hide and go back into the closet! Trust me, I'll make sure, that this ill tongue won't forget tonight!"
Identifying Luke's "Grimaldi-mode" in his husband's voice, Reid agreed to attend the "party". He never had been disappointed when Luke had let out "Luciano Eduardo Grimaldi" out of his inner cage. But when Luke finally got back from whatever and wherever he had done and been the last five hours, Reid was speechless again.
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Stupid, ignorant Mrs. Hauser--grrr!