Title: With a Long Board Too [Shelter]
Title: With a Long Board Too
Word Count: 1,012
Challenge: smallfandomfest: snowrose Shelter Zach & Gabe "He's my brother. Hurt him and I beat you to death with a shovel."
Rating: PG-13, Language
Characters/Pairings: Shaun and Gabe
Series: Companion piece to With a Long Board
Summary: It’s time Gabe has a talk with Zach about him and Shaun.
“Nice place.”
“Gabe? Dude It’s great to see you,” Zach shouted at Gabe, setting down his brush and palette to grab the other man in a hug with a smile, “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me you were coming?”
“That would have meant planning it Bro. And that so didn’t happen,” Gabe answered grinned back as he returned the hug. “So come with me and let’s get some beers Dude it’s been too long,” Gabe proposed.
“That sounds like a great idea Gabe but I need to finish this up,” Zach said with a frown glancing at the canvas he had been working on.
“And what is this? You have homework already, man your school must think art fags don’t have any lives. It’s only been a week,” Gabe complained as he stepped around the canvas stopping dead in his tracks, “Fuck I didn’t know you did…you do people?” Gabe asked looking at Zach.
“I don’t, not normally, but the fucking class is called the human form,” Zach answered as he took his place in front of his work again, “and it’s not done so I know it fucking sucks.”
“Don’t be so fucking harsh it doesn’t suck it’s…its good,” Gabe said still looking at it, “Damn fucking good. Is that how you see him?”
“I…yes. When I look at him, he’s the most handsome man in the room. Any room I don’t see why anyone would look anywhere else,” Zach answered quietly as he just looked at the painting.
It was Shaun, His sun bleached hair and skin all but glowing as he looked off to the side his face in a smile, his eyes seeming to be alive with the same smile. It was a striking image of his brother, “You really love him,” he said more to himself them Zach, but Zach answered away.
“I do. I really think I do,” Zach said with a smile as he blushed and looked down, “I hadn’t planned on anyone seeing it, other then my class but…”
“I’m glad I got to see it. But fuck it looks done to me,” Gabe said unable to take his eyes away.
“It’s just a head, I need to at least get his upper body, I’m not sure if I should go for his wet suit or just his chest, or maybe a shirt…the gray one with the red hoodie? Zach asked as he tapped his table studying his work.
“No one is going to be looking at his fucking body. Not with those eyes, that grin of his. Fuck! It looks so alive… you’ve got talent man,” Grinning Gabe punched Zach’s arm.
Zach just grinned as he shoved Gabe back before giving the painting on last look, “You know, it can wait. Let’s get that beer. And you can tell me how your school has been,”
“That’s the spirit dude,” Gabe cheers as he raps a hand over Zach’s shoulder and starts leading him toward the door. “So I saw this place like two blocks over.”
“The Bull Dog, yeah Shaun and I have been in their a couple times.”
“The Bull Dog, who the fuck names this shit.”
***
“We don’t talk enough, we haven’t in two years,” Zach complained as he finished off his third beer as Gabe finished the story of his latest conquest back at school.
“We stopped living in the same city,” Gabe joked back as he signaled for two more drafts while finishing his own beer.
“You should come by more often Gabe. See both your best friend and brother. It’s been almost six months and this is your first visit,” Zach chastised his friend lightly.
“I wanted to stay out of it, just in case,” Gabe answered, “I’m glad it turned out to be a waste of my time.”
“In case? In case what Gabe,” Zach asked unsure as two new beers were slide before them.
“You’re my best friend,” Gabe said looking at the new beer before him, “and Shaun’s my brother. A brother I’m close to.”
“Yeah I know that but you didn’t answer my question-“
“What if something happened,” Gabe said cutting Zach off, “don’t get me wrong Zach, I’m fucking grateful it’s working out. Fucking grateful that you two are the fag couple of the year but the last few months, shit I’ve fucking jumped every time one of you two called.”
“What? Why,” Zach asked even more confused then he had been.
“Who’s side do I take, my best friends or my brothers?” Gabe asked point blank before downing half his beer.
“Oh,” Zach said getting it at last.
“Yeah. So no one is more fucking happy that you two are great together then me,” Gabe said clinking his half empty glass on Zach’s.
“Well that’s not going to happen. We’re going to last. And even if we didn’t…we’d understand you not picking sides,” Zach told Gabe before taking a drink from his own beer.
“Good, because I really don’t want to have to beat you to death with a long board,” Gabe said back.
“Long board? Shouldn’t that be a shovel?” Zach asked with a smile.
“Do I look like a red headed witch? Fuck no. I’m using a damn long board, the only thing that they’re good for because they aren’t good for surfing,” Gabe informed Zach grinning.
“We’re going to get you on one Gabe, between Shaun and me I give it two years,” Zach said grinning back.
“Fuck no,” Gabe rejected. “But now down to what’s really important,” Gabe said as he leaned in close glancing both ways as if to make sure it was clear. “I’ve wanted to ask this since you two started fucking.”
“What?” Zach asked as he too leaned in, “Dude out with it,” when Gabe seemed to take too long.
“What I’ve always wanted to know…is my bro a bottom? Who fucks who, come on, a guy wants’ to know,” Gabe asked grinning, breaking out in laughter as Zach leaned back stuttered and turning red as he tried to glare at Gabe.
The End
Word Count: 1,012
Challenge: smallfandomfest: snowrose Shelter Zach & Gabe "He's my brother. Hurt him and I beat you to death with a shovel."
Rating: PG-13, Language
Characters/Pairings: Shaun and Gabe
Series: Companion piece to With a Long Board
Summary: It’s time Gabe has a talk with Zach about him and Shaun.
“Nice place.”
“Gabe? Dude It’s great to see you,” Zach shouted at Gabe, setting down his brush and palette to grab the other man in a hug with a smile, “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me you were coming?”
“That would have meant planning it Bro. And that so didn’t happen,” Gabe answered grinned back as he returned the hug. “So come with me and let’s get some beers Dude it’s been too long,” Gabe proposed.
“That sounds like a great idea Gabe but I need to finish this up,” Zach said with a frown glancing at the canvas he had been working on.
“And what is this? You have homework already, man your school must think art fags don’t have any lives. It’s only been a week,” Gabe complained as he stepped around the canvas stopping dead in his tracks, “Fuck I didn’t know you did…you do people?” Gabe asked looking at Zach.
“I don’t, not normally, but the fucking class is called the human form,” Zach answered as he took his place in front of his work again, “and it’s not done so I know it fucking sucks.”
“Don’t be so fucking harsh it doesn’t suck it’s…its good,” Gabe said still looking at it, “Damn fucking good. Is that how you see him?”
“I…yes. When I look at him, he’s the most handsome man in the room. Any room I don’t see why anyone would look anywhere else,” Zach answered quietly as he just looked at the painting.
It was Shaun, His sun bleached hair and skin all but glowing as he looked off to the side his face in a smile, his eyes seeming to be alive with the same smile. It was a striking image of his brother, “You really love him,” he said more to himself them Zach, but Zach answered away.
“I do. I really think I do,” Zach said with a smile as he blushed and looked down, “I hadn’t planned on anyone seeing it, other then my class but…”
“I’m glad I got to see it. But fuck it looks done to me,” Gabe said unable to take his eyes away.
“It’s just a head, I need to at least get his upper body, I’m not sure if I should go for his wet suit or just his chest, or maybe a shirt…the gray one with the red hoodie? Zach asked as he tapped his table studying his work.
“No one is going to be looking at his fucking body. Not with those eyes, that grin of his. Fuck! It looks so alive… you’ve got talent man,” Grinning Gabe punched Zach’s arm.
Zach just grinned as he shoved Gabe back before giving the painting on last look, “You know, it can wait. Let’s get that beer. And you can tell me how your school has been,”
“That’s the spirit dude,” Gabe cheers as he raps a hand over Zach’s shoulder and starts leading him toward the door. “So I saw this place like two blocks over.”
“The Bull Dog, yeah Shaun and I have been in their a couple times.”
“The Bull Dog, who the fuck names this shit.”
***
“We don’t talk enough, we haven’t in two years,” Zach complained as he finished off his third beer as Gabe finished the story of his latest conquest back at school.
“We stopped living in the same city,” Gabe joked back as he signaled for two more drafts while finishing his own beer.
“You should come by more often Gabe. See both your best friend and brother. It’s been almost six months and this is your first visit,” Zach chastised his friend lightly.
“I wanted to stay out of it, just in case,” Gabe answered, “I’m glad it turned out to be a waste of my time.”
“In case? In case what Gabe,” Zach asked unsure as two new beers were slide before them.
“You’re my best friend,” Gabe said looking at the new beer before him, “and Shaun’s my brother. A brother I’m close to.”
“Yeah I know that but you didn’t answer my question-“
“What if something happened,” Gabe said cutting Zach off, “don’t get me wrong Zach, I’m fucking grateful it’s working out. Fucking grateful that you two are the fag couple of the year but the last few months, shit I’ve fucking jumped every time one of you two called.”
“What? Why,” Zach asked even more confused then he had been.
“Who’s side do I take, my best friends or my brothers?” Gabe asked point blank before downing half his beer.
“Oh,” Zach said getting it at last.
“Yeah. So no one is more fucking happy that you two are great together then me,” Gabe said clinking his half empty glass on Zach’s.
“Well that’s not going to happen. We’re going to last. And even if we didn’t…we’d understand you not picking sides,” Zach told Gabe before taking a drink from his own beer.
“Good, because I really don’t want to have to beat you to death with a long board,” Gabe said back.
“Long board? Shouldn’t that be a shovel?” Zach asked with a smile.
“Do I look like a red headed witch? Fuck no. I’m using a damn long board, the only thing that they’re good for because they aren’t good for surfing,” Gabe informed Zach grinning.
“We’re going to get you on one Gabe, between Shaun and me I give it two years,” Zach said grinning back.
“Fuck no,” Gabe rejected. “But now down to what’s really important,” Gabe said as he leaned in close glancing both ways as if to make sure it was clear. “I’ve wanted to ask this since you two started fucking.”
“What?” Zach asked as he too leaned in, “Dude out with it,” when Gabe seemed to take too long.
“What I’ve always wanted to know…is my bro a bottom? Who fucks who, come on, a guy wants’ to know,” Gabe asked grinning, breaking out in laughter as Zach leaned back stuttered and turning red as he tried to glare at Gabe.
The End