A lot of swearing in this chapter, sorry. And just… sorry in general; this one ain't as fluffy as the last couple of one-shots I'm afraid.

XOXOXOX

As a kid, Brendan and his father had never been close. Mr Brady had always been harsh, stern, pressurising. Brutal, manipulative and violent when the occasion called for it. And yet he was sickly sweet and ( Read more... )

I’ve been getting a lot of messages regarding updates for ‘Like a Drug’ and ‘the Art of Trying’. I promise they’re coming!! I just got distracted by this story, so had to get it down, but I promise I won’t keep you waiting long.

XOXOXOXX

Meet me at bus stop, 7:00 tonight. BB.

Ste stared at the text, unable to fight the curiosity creeping up his gut. ( Read more... )

Ste was used to staying out of the way, and keeping his eyes and his ears closed. He ought to be by now, what with all the dodgy blokes and dodgy deals Brendan constantly had going on right under his nose. Countless times he’d found himself spending a night at Brendan’s place, only to walk in on some sinister-looking bloke handing over a wad of ( Read more... )

It’s a shame this fic is taking a slightly darker turn, because what with recent events on the show I really would like to be writing something a little more gushy. If I get time I’ll write a gushy one-shot.

Anyway, sorry this has taken SOOOOO long! I haven’t had any time recently at all. But here you go. Better late than never, eh? xx

xoxoxoxo

Ste ( Read more... )

Steven was going on a date. A fucking date. And not just any date either… no… this was somebody he’d met online. Yeah. Actually logged onto the internet, created an account, went about his merry business describing himself as ‘ambitious’ and ‘fun’ with the generous help of his new little sidekick, Douglas, and watched as the hundreds of sex-hungry ( Read more... )

Warning: Sexual Content.

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It felt so natural, being together like this. Even in the way they moved; legs wrapped around tightly and lips pressed against skin and fingers tangled in one anothers till the sweat was covering them head to toe. Their bodies interlocked and moving rhythmically… instinctively. Stephen’s pants were building up; his ( Read more... )

I WAS going to cram more drama into this chapter, but I figure there needs to be a little bit of breathing-space to establish feelings and relationships etc. So in some ways I guess this is a bit of a filler-chapter, but hopefully will still keep your interest. :)

XOXOXOX

Ste felt so exhausted and lethargic he could have no doubt slept all day and ( Read more... )

Brendan awoke the next morning feeling stiff and achy… aware as soon as he clicked into consciousness that Stephen’s breath was against his neck… Stephen’s arms were slumped across his shoulders, and Stephen’s legs tangled up in his own.

He’d wasn’t used to sleeping like this; with another body draped over his. He’d done it with Stephen before, in ( Read more... )

His stomached jittered with nerves. He perched on the edge of the hospital bed, his feet tangling around one another and teeth biting down on his lip uncomfortably as he waited for Brendan to arrive. 4:00 he said.  They’d planned it all out: Amy had picked all Ste’s stuff up from the B’n’B and had (begrudgingly) taken it to Brendan’s (she’d made a ( Read more... )

Woaaahhh, look at this, a quick update! ;)

XOXOXOX

“Wh… what did you say?!”

Brendan turned from Stephen’s sleeping figure to Cheryl, fixing his eyes on his sister seriously. “I said I want him to move in with us.”

Cheryl blinked, momentarily struggling to find the right words. “A…are you sure that’s a good idea, I mean… after everything that happened ( Read more... )