An Unwelcome Visitor
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Runaways
Characters: Steins
Prompt: Filling Five Senses
Notes: For 30sexyfics
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
Summary: Janet wakes up in the middle of the night and goes to check on her son.
03: Filling Five Senses
He was up quickly, not used to her body beside him being gone. But cold air took her place and he dragged himself out of sleep to see what the matter could be.
He wondered how long she’d been gone, where she was. Was that a note? He slid his glasses on. No, it was a letter from her sister.
Victor stumbled out of bed and groped in a drawer for underwear, then went to the closet for pants and a shirt, just in case. He sighed and stepped into the bathroom. He was unpleasantly hard and it showed no signs of going away. Not something his teenaged son needed to see.
He heard a thunk in the general vicinity of the kitchen, decided it must be Janet. Finished his business and headed downstairs.
“Jan?” he called. “Is everything all right?”
When she didn’t answer, he got suspicious. He pushed the kitchen door open and was greeted with a most interesting sight.
His wife sat at the table, with Chase, which was nothing unusual. The young lady with them, however, was.
“Erm… Hello?”
She made an impatient noise and rolled her eyes. Janet glared at her. Chase glanced guiltily at his father. Victor waited expectantly for a moment, and, when nothing was forthcoming, he made an impatient noise and rolled his eyes.
“May I ask why we have a visitor at,” he checked his watch, “three-thirty in the morning?”
All of them answered eagerly and at the same time. With dead silence.
“Janet, what is going on here?”
She sighed. “I Miss Clavelled and walked in on Chase and this… thing getting busy.”
Victor looked the girl up and down. She was rather attractive and blonde and dressed garishly, from her overly made-up face to her too-high stilettos. She had to be a prostitute.
“I take it you were hired?” he asked her.
“Yeah,” she snapped. “And I ain’t been paid yet, which is why I’m still here.”
“Uh-huh.” He pulled his wallet from the drawer at the end of the counter. “And you’ll just cause trouble if you don’t get your way.”
He tossed a couple of bills on the table. She snatched them up and got out of her chair.
“I’ll be going,” she said sweetly. “Thanks, Mister.”
“Yeah, whatever. Get out.”
She left and Victor took a seat across from his wife and son. He took a very deep breath.
“Chase.”
The boy panicked. “I know I’m in trouble, and I’ll do whatever you want! I’m sorry!”
While his son apologized, Victor’s nose alerted him to a strange scent. A very familiar scent. He sniffed the air, then sniffed his wife. She glared at him.
“Was she wearing perfume?” Victor asked.
“Yes.”
“Oh. She was in my physics class last semester.”
Janet gave him an odd look. He didn’t explain, just turned back to his son.
Fandom: Runaways
Characters: Steins
Prompt: Filling Five Senses
Notes: For 30sexyfics
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
Summary: Janet wakes up in the middle of the night and goes to check on her son.
03: Filling Five Senses
He was up quickly, not used to her body beside him being gone. But cold air took her place and he dragged himself out of sleep to see what the matter could be.
He wondered how long she’d been gone, where she was. Was that a note? He slid his glasses on. No, it was a letter from her sister.
Victor stumbled out of bed and groped in a drawer for underwear, then went to the closet for pants and a shirt, just in case. He sighed and stepped into the bathroom. He was unpleasantly hard and it showed no signs of going away. Not something his teenaged son needed to see.
He heard a thunk in the general vicinity of the kitchen, decided it must be Janet. Finished his business and headed downstairs.
“Jan?” he called. “Is everything all right?”
When she didn’t answer, he got suspicious. He pushed the kitchen door open and was greeted with a most interesting sight.
His wife sat at the table, with Chase, which was nothing unusual. The young lady with them, however, was.
“Erm… Hello?”
She made an impatient noise and rolled her eyes. Janet glared at her. Chase glanced guiltily at his father. Victor waited expectantly for a moment, and, when nothing was forthcoming, he made an impatient noise and rolled his eyes.
“May I ask why we have a visitor at,” he checked his watch, “three-thirty in the morning?”
All of them answered eagerly and at the same time. With dead silence.
“Janet, what is going on here?”
She sighed. “I Miss Clavelled and walked in on Chase and this… thing getting busy.”
Victor looked the girl up and down. She was rather attractive and blonde and dressed garishly, from her overly made-up face to her too-high stilettos. She had to be a prostitute.
“I take it you were hired?” he asked her.
“Yeah,” she snapped. “And I ain’t been paid yet, which is why I’m still here.”
“Uh-huh.” He pulled his wallet from the drawer at the end of the counter. “And you’ll just cause trouble if you don’t get your way.”
He tossed a couple of bills on the table. She snatched them up and got out of her chair.
“I’ll be going,” she said sweetly. “Thanks, Mister.”
“Yeah, whatever. Get out.”
She left and Victor took a seat across from his wife and son. He took a very deep breath.
“Chase.”
The boy panicked. “I know I’m in trouble, and I’ll do whatever you want! I’m sorry!”
While his son apologized, Victor’s nose alerted him to a strange scent. A very familiar scent. He sniffed the air, then sniffed his wife. She glared at him.
“Was she wearing perfume?” Victor asked.
“Yes.”
“Oh. She was in my physics class last semester.”
Janet gave him an odd look. He didn’t explain, just turned back to his son.