For Prior
Scotty's hands haven't shaken this badly while he was making a cake since the very first time he was allowed to make a cake all by himself. And he wound up spilling the bowl of batter and getting eggs all over himself. So far today there haven't been any major disasters except for flour on the counter, but that doesn't really make him feel any better. That just makes him worry if the disasters are going to pop up elsewhere.
Like when he finally delivers the cake.
Before the Valentine's Day fiasco, Scotty had been having thoughts about Prior -- not dirty thoughts, but just... thoughts. Like how Prior's pretty cute, or how much he likes Prior's company, or how strangely... strange, but also nice those awkward New Year kisses were. And he'd been thinking about the few comments Jack had made about Scotty and Prior, and about how Maureen was pushing them together. They were just thoughts, or so he believed, and maybe he was a little... concerned about them, but that was all.
Then he woke up the day after Valentine's Day and... was implicit in his own... violation. It had taken him a little while to get over the fact that the island did that to him. The island made him lie, made him have sex, and then just made it all go away. Once he'd gotten over that part, though, he realized what else was really bothering him about the whole thing. He'd really liked it. He'd really liked Prior; he'd liked having sex with him. He liked being with Prior.
And since the whole thing happened, and after he's had some time to heal, he's really started to miss Prior.
Talking with Alcuin had made things... as better as they can be, even though they're still wildly complicated. He loves Alcuin, who loves Giles, and Scotty likes Prior, who the island made him fall in love with for a day.
At the very least, there's one thing Scotty still knows, and knows well. He finishes icing the cake and looks over it, pleased with his work, shaky hands and all. The only problem is... now that it's finished, he has to deliver it. He shuts his mind off for this part of it, finding a cover for the cake and then starting out for Prior's hut. As he gets nearer, his face gets redder, his heart starts beating faster, and he starts reconsidering everything. A couple times he's sure he's about to drop the cake but he makes the save at he last minute.
And then he's knocking at Prior's door.
Maureen better not be there.
Like when he finally delivers the cake.
Before the Valentine's Day fiasco, Scotty had been having thoughts about Prior -- not dirty thoughts, but just... thoughts. Like how Prior's pretty cute, or how much he likes Prior's company, or how strangely... strange, but also nice those awkward New Year kisses were. And he'd been thinking about the few comments Jack had made about Scotty and Prior, and about how Maureen was pushing them together. They were just thoughts, or so he believed, and maybe he was a little... concerned about them, but that was all.
Then he woke up the day after Valentine's Day and... was implicit in his own... violation. It had taken him a little while to get over the fact that the island did that to him. The island made him lie, made him have sex, and then just made it all go away. Once he'd gotten over that part, though, he realized what else was really bothering him about the whole thing. He'd really liked it. He'd really liked Prior; he'd liked having sex with him. He liked being with Prior.
And since the whole thing happened, and after he's had some time to heal, he's really started to miss Prior.
Talking with Alcuin had made things... as better as they can be, even though they're still wildly complicated. He loves Alcuin, who loves Giles, and Scotty likes Prior, who the island made him fall in love with for a day.
At the very least, there's one thing Scotty still knows, and knows well. He finishes icing the cake and looks over it, pleased with his work, shaky hands and all. The only problem is... now that it's finished, he has to deliver it. He shuts his mind off for this part of it, finding a cover for the cake and then starting out for Prior's hut. As he gets nearer, his face gets redder, his heart starts beating faster, and he starts reconsidering everything. A couple times he's sure he's about to drop the cake but he makes the save at he last minute.
And then he's knocking at Prior's door.
Maureen better not be there.