After Class 5/? - The Visit
Sorry it took so long but here it is. Thanks to looking4tarzan for being an awesome beta.
xoxox
Tazzy
Part 5 - The Visit
John was very glad that he started at St Jefferson’s on a Friday. He was now able to spend a whole weekend with Ella. After making it through the rest of the day blocking out the remarks from the pupils, he felt he deserved the two-day break.
John awoke at ten on Saturday to the sound of his little girl crying. He climbed from under the duvet of his king-sized bed and walked over to his baby. Her little face was scrunched up in aggravation and she had balled her little fists, and was currently shaking them in the air. He smiled down at his little angel and picked her up and her screams quietened almost immediately. He took her downstairs and began heating up a bottle, with Ella staring up at him with wide eyes. He tested the heat of the bottle on his arm before giving it to her.
“Is that good, Princess?” He leaned down to kiss her forehead and continued to feed her cradled close to his chest. John was startled by a knock at the door.
“Are you expecting anyone, Angel?” Ella gurgled in response and clapped her hands together.
“I didn’t think so. Let’s see who it is,” John opened the door to reveal a very casually dressed but very nervous looking Rodney McKay.
“Hi, John,” Rodney was shifting from one foot to the other like a nervous schoolboy.
“Hi, urm, Rodney. What are you doing here?”
“Well, you just kinda took off yesterday, and I was a little worried about you, so I found out your address and, well, here I am.” John’s heart swelled. He couldn’t believe Rodney was so concerned.
“Well, come on in. Would you like a coffee?” Rodney followed John into the living room and took a seat on the sofa.
“Yeah, a coffee would be brilliant. Thanks.” He looked at the little girl who was happily murmuring away to herself in John’s arms.
“Is this Ella?” John smiled. Rodney had remembered and for some reason that had surprised John.
“Yeah. Would you like to hold her?” Rodney nodded and John carefully placed the little girl in Rodney’s waiting arms. John watched as Rodney slowly rocked her, smiling down, while she reached out to grab his nose. John laughed.
“She usually doesn’t like strangers. She must like ya.” This was rewarded with another delighted gurgle from Ella and yet another nose pinch for Rodney. John giggled and walked to the kitchen to make coffee.
“How do you take your coffee, Rodney?” Rodney was currently making faces at the little girl lying in his arms.
“Urm, black, one sugar please.” Several minutes passed before John came back into the living room holding mugs of black coffee. He passed one of the mugs to Rodney before sitting down on the sofa next to him.
“Do you want me to take her? Are you okay with her like that?” Rodney could tell John was nervous. Even though Rodney had looked after his little sister when she was this age, he decided to humour him.
“Urm, yeah, here ya go, go to your daddy,” Rodney slowly passed the little girl to her father, who placed her in a pink bassinet that stood next to the couch.
“I really appreciate you coming around, it means a lot to me, ya know.” John seemed to be smiling a genuine smile, for the first time since yesterday morning.
“Well, I just thought I’d check up on you. I know yesterday was rough, and I kinda understand what you’re going through.” John looked at him surprised and started vigorously shaking his head. He took another sip of coffee before talking.
“Urm, no offence, Rodney, but I doubt you know how I’m feeling. I came out to my class, and I’m being discriminated against by the whole school. Somehow I don’t think this has happened to you.”
“I may not have announced my sexuality to the school, but I know how you feel. I’ve been going through exactly the same torment since high school. I’m… well I’m bisexual, John.”
John couldn’t believe it. Cute, lovely Rodney McKay was bisexual. John didn’t know whether to laugh, cry, or jump his bones.
“I had no idea.” John said, causing Rodney to laugh.
“Good. I kinda don’t want everyone knowing my sexuality; I’m not as brave as you are.” John shook his head and he could hear Ella’s breathing even out, signalling her drifting to sleep.
John smiled shyly, “I’m not brave, I’m stupid,” Rodney placed his hand on John’s, causing John to gasp. He wasn’t expecting physical comfort, even a small gesture like this.
“You’re not stupid.” Rodney moved dangerously close to John, so close John could feel Rodney’s breath on his face. “I admire you.” It came out as a whisper, and John didn’t mean to move closer. He didn’t mean to place his lips over Rodney’s, but he did.
Both men groaned at the initial contact and Rodney used his tongue to separate John’s lips. John placed his hands up to Rodney’s face and smoothed his fingers over the strong cheekbones. Tongues sought refuge in the warm caverns of the other’s mouths. John gently bit down on the soft flesh of Rodney’s lower lip, causing a moan from the older man. Rodney pushed John backwards so he was now lying on the sofa, never once breaking the kiss. John smiled against Rodney’s lips as he felt the older man slowly peel off his pyjama shirt. Rodney slowly plucked the exposed nipples and John pulled back.
“No, Rodney, not here. Ella, she could…and I don’t want her to.” Rodney placed his hand over the dark-haired man’s mouth.
“It’s okay. I understand. I was probably going too fast anyway.” Rodney slowly hoisted himself from the sofa and straightened out his shirt. He stared at John’s bruised, swollen lips, and couldn’t help but bring his fingers up to his own lips and smile.
“I should probably be going anyway. Thanks for the coffee and the…everything else.” He grinned and moved towards the door, secretly waiting for John to ask him stay. When the plea didn’t come, he opened the front door and mumbled a `Bye John` while running his hands through his hair and slamming the door behind him. John groaned.
“Bye, Rodney.”
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xoxox
Tazzy
Part 5 - The Visit
John was very glad that he started at St Jefferson’s on a Friday. He was now able to spend a whole weekend with Ella. After making it through the rest of the day blocking out the remarks from the pupils, he felt he deserved the two-day break.
John awoke at ten on Saturday to the sound of his little girl crying. He climbed from under the duvet of his king-sized bed and walked over to his baby. Her little face was scrunched up in aggravation and she had balled her little fists, and was currently shaking them in the air. He smiled down at his little angel and picked her up and her screams quietened almost immediately. He took her downstairs and began heating up a bottle, with Ella staring up at him with wide eyes. He tested the heat of the bottle on his arm before giving it to her.
“Is that good, Princess?” He leaned down to kiss her forehead and continued to feed her cradled close to his chest. John was startled by a knock at the door.
“Are you expecting anyone, Angel?” Ella gurgled in response and clapped her hands together.
“I didn’t think so. Let’s see who it is,” John opened the door to reveal a very casually dressed but very nervous looking Rodney McKay.
“Hi, John,” Rodney was shifting from one foot to the other like a nervous schoolboy.
“Hi, urm, Rodney. What are you doing here?”
“Well, you just kinda took off yesterday, and I was a little worried about you, so I found out your address and, well, here I am.” John’s heart swelled. He couldn’t believe Rodney was so concerned.
“Well, come on in. Would you like a coffee?” Rodney followed John into the living room and took a seat on the sofa.
“Yeah, a coffee would be brilliant. Thanks.” He looked at the little girl who was happily murmuring away to herself in John’s arms.
“Is this Ella?” John smiled. Rodney had remembered and for some reason that had surprised John.
“Yeah. Would you like to hold her?” Rodney nodded and John carefully placed the little girl in Rodney’s waiting arms. John watched as Rodney slowly rocked her, smiling down, while she reached out to grab his nose. John laughed.
“She usually doesn’t like strangers. She must like ya.” This was rewarded with another delighted gurgle from Ella and yet another nose pinch for Rodney. John giggled and walked to the kitchen to make coffee.
“How do you take your coffee, Rodney?” Rodney was currently making faces at the little girl lying in his arms.
“Urm, black, one sugar please.” Several minutes passed before John came back into the living room holding mugs of black coffee. He passed one of the mugs to Rodney before sitting down on the sofa next to him.
“Do you want me to take her? Are you okay with her like that?” Rodney could tell John was nervous. Even though Rodney had looked after his little sister when she was this age, he decided to humour him.
“Urm, yeah, here ya go, go to your daddy,” Rodney slowly passed the little girl to her father, who placed her in a pink bassinet that stood next to the couch.
“I really appreciate you coming around, it means a lot to me, ya know.” John seemed to be smiling a genuine smile, for the first time since yesterday morning.
“Well, I just thought I’d check up on you. I know yesterday was rough, and I kinda understand what you’re going through.” John looked at him surprised and started vigorously shaking his head. He took another sip of coffee before talking.
“Urm, no offence, Rodney, but I doubt you know how I’m feeling. I came out to my class, and I’m being discriminated against by the whole school. Somehow I don’t think this has happened to you.”
“I may not have announced my sexuality to the school, but I know how you feel. I’ve been going through exactly the same torment since high school. I’m… well I’m bisexual, John.”
John couldn’t believe it. Cute, lovely Rodney McKay was bisexual. John didn’t know whether to laugh, cry, or jump his bones.
“I had no idea.” John said, causing Rodney to laugh.
“Good. I kinda don’t want everyone knowing my sexuality; I’m not as brave as you are.” John shook his head and he could hear Ella’s breathing even out, signalling her drifting to sleep.
John smiled shyly, “I’m not brave, I’m stupid,” Rodney placed his hand on John’s, causing John to gasp. He wasn’t expecting physical comfort, even a small gesture like this.
“You’re not stupid.” Rodney moved dangerously close to John, so close John could feel Rodney’s breath on his face. “I admire you.” It came out as a whisper, and John didn’t mean to move closer. He didn’t mean to place his lips over Rodney’s, but he did.
Both men groaned at the initial contact and Rodney used his tongue to separate John’s lips. John placed his hands up to Rodney’s face and smoothed his fingers over the strong cheekbones. Tongues sought refuge in the warm caverns of the other’s mouths. John gently bit down on the soft flesh of Rodney’s lower lip, causing a moan from the older man. Rodney pushed John backwards so he was now lying on the sofa, never once breaking the kiss. John smiled against Rodney’s lips as he felt the older man slowly peel off his pyjama shirt. Rodney slowly plucked the exposed nipples and John pulled back.
“No, Rodney, not here. Ella, she could…and I don’t want her to.” Rodney placed his hand over the dark-haired man’s mouth.
“It’s okay. I understand. I was probably going too fast anyway.” Rodney slowly hoisted himself from the sofa and straightened out his shirt. He stared at John’s bruised, swollen lips, and couldn’t help but bring his fingers up to his own lips and smile.
“I should probably be going anyway. Thanks for the coffee and the…everything else.” He grinned and moved towards the door, secretly waiting for John to ask him stay. When the plea didn’t come, he opened the front door and mumbled a `Bye John` while running his hands through his hair and slamming the door behind him. John groaned.
“Bye, Rodney.”
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