Dating Advice | By : RikuRocks Category: CSI > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5865 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Norwegian Translations: Kjære = my beloved/my dear/darling.
Nick sighed and nuzzled Greg‘s hair. “Hey baby…?
“Hmm?” Greg kissed the older man’s neck. He was still straddling Nick and both men were only wearing their underwear; the skin on skin contact was intoxicating to the Texan.
Nick moaned softly and then squeezed the blonde‘s shoulder. “Hey, no distractin’ me. There’s been a change of plans about Texas.”
Greg pulled back to look at his boyfriend. Instead of appearing angry or upset, the willowy youth looked sympathetic, if a little put out. “Don’t think it’s such a good idea anymore? It‘s okay, I-”
“No, Greg,” Nick interrupted with a small smile as he stroked the slender man’s arms. “I haven’t changed my mind about bringin’ you.” The brawny man nodded toward the cell phone on the counter, “I just called my dad and- What?” Nick frowned slightly at the bewildered yet amused expression that crossed Greg’s features.
“You called your dad,” the younger man could barely suppress a grin. “…Again?”
The Texan arched an eyebrow and drew out a slow, “Yeah…?”
Greg was obviously suppressing the urge to giggle. To his credit, he looked slightly ashamed of his amusement. “Do you always call your dad after sex or am I just special?”
Nick blinked and stared at the willowy youth for a moment as he decided whether he had heard that correctly. Greg was still obviously suppressing a chuckle, only he looked more remorseful now. Realizing the truth behind the blonde’s question, he laughed.
Seeing that his boyfriend was not offended, Greg finally laughed as well. “You have to admit, it is a little strange.”
“Yeah, I admit it babe.” Nick smiled and stroked the slender chemist’s hair. “This is a special case…I’ll prove it later. Right now, can I explain the change in plans? …And then maybe we can eat something; I’m starvin‘.”
Greg chuckled again faintly. “At least your train of thought has a predictable pattern…work, sex, family, food.” He kissed the older man and smiled. “How about I cook while you explain what’s going on?”
Nick grinned, “Sounds perfect.” He turned as Greg walked around the counter and into the kitchen. “And you know I fit you and sports in there too.”
“Ah, I’m flattered,” responded Greg as he opened the refrigerator. “How do polish sausages and vafler sound?”
Nick had no idea what vafler was but he was willing to eat anything Greg cooked. “Sounds great babe.” He leaned forward to rest his elbows on the counter. “I decided to bring you to the weddin‘…uh, if you don’t mind.”
Greg -who had started cooking- now turned to look at the older man in surprise. “When di-? You-” He blinked and stood, starring at Nick and holding a batter coated whisk. “You want me to come now? What changed your mind?”
“Well, like I said, I talked to my dad-” Nick shot Greg a stern look when the blonde’s lips quirked into another grin. The younger man wisely remained quiet and the Texan continued. “He wanted me to call if I decided…to label how I feel about you, so I called to tell him that I’m in love with you”
Greg had returned to his cooking; he did not turn around to see Nick, but slowed his movements upon hearing that declaration. “How did-?”
“He took it fine, G.” Nick grinned widely, and then looked slightly ashamed. “He didn’t see why I wouldn’t want to bring you to Jennie’s weddin’ though, since she’s on board and all.” The brawny man studied his lover’s slender shoulders. “And he’s right…so were you. I was scared and actin’ stupid.
“Cisco and my mom are gonna talk to their folks before the weddin’, so we‘ll know how they‘re takin‘ it by then and they should try to keep from causin‘ a scene.” Nick took a deep breath; “So…do you wanna come to my sister‘s wedding with me?”
“Of course I want to come,” Greg turned to smile at Nick lovingly. Then, he bit his lip. “Are you sure you don’t want to wait to hear from your parents after they speak to everyone else first?”
“No,” Nick hesitated a moment, swallowed, and then smiled weakly. “No, I want you to come; Jennie and my dad are onboard…we’ll deal with everyone else as we go. So what do you say?”
“Yes, of course.” Greg smiled and turned back to his cooking. “I’ll request the days off at work tonight…under one condition.” He turned to look at his boyfriend again and grinned nervously. “You’re leaving here early, right? So you’ll be there a couple days before the wedding?”
“Yeah,” Nick nodded and looked at the younger man in cautious amusement. He wondered if that was something he should get used to for his future with Greg. “And I’m staying a few days after. I have nearly the whole week off.”
“So if I went with you,” Greg slowly began lifting what appeared to be thin, heart-shaped waffles from an iron; “Could I meet your parents before the wedding day?”
Nick frowned, wondering if that was the point Greg had been leading to all along. “That’s your condition?” He laughed softly when the younger man nodded as he pulled a jar of jam from the refrigerator.
“Well, what if they meet me and decide they don’t like me?” Greg voiced the question simply, as well as the next. “Or they realize they aren’t as all right with you being with me after they have to actually <i>see</i> us together? That can take some time to get used to, you know.”
“Oh, I expect it will,” Nick answered honestly. “But they just have to get used to it then -and they plan to try, so what difference does it make if you meet them before the weddin’ or at the weddin’?”
Greg set a plate of what Nick assumed was vafler on the counter, along with the jam and a tub of sour cream. While the Texan was pondering the sour cream, the blonde set out some polish sausages, tomato slices and sauerkraut.
“I don’t want them to be uncomfortable at their daughter’s wedding.” Greg stated simply and sincerely. He held Nick’s gaze for a few seconds to make sure his point was understood before turning around to grab some napkins.
Nick smiled and resisted the urge to ‘aw’ at the comment. Instead, he shook his head and chuckled silently. “Well I’m gonna see my parents and the gang before the weddin’ day and I’m sure Will, Ronnie, RJ, Beth, and Jennie will want to meet you anyway. So yeah, you’ll meet them before then.”
Greg smiled brightly as he sat down beside Nick. “Great! Then I’ll come…assuming Grissom approves my time off request.”
Nick frowned slightly as a thought occurred to him. “Are you gonna try for the whole six days I have off?” While he liked the idea of spending the time with Greg, the Texan knew it would look suspicious if they both happened to ask Grissom for the same days off.
“Nah,” Greg shook his head as he cut into his sausage. Then he glanced at his boyfriend innocently. “You’re going to want to spend some time alone with your family, right?”
“Well…” Nick shrugged; he had not really thought about that before. “Yeah, actually I do. Especially after what you suggested about spendin’ some time with ‘em after they found out…let ‘em see I’m still me and all.” He looked Greg over carefully, “You’re alright with that?”
“Yeah, I’ll just head back a couple days before you.” Greg dropped a dollop of sour cream on his vafler and then glanced at Nick. “Is that okay with you?”
The Texan smiled and began to pile food onto his plate. “Yeah, that’s perfect, Greggo.” Nick gave a small, appreciative moan as he ate the first bite of his food. “Damn, babe…I’m gonna have to hit the gym more often if you keep cookin’ for me.”
Greg snorted before taking a sip of his drink. “Are you going to freak if I tell Grissom I’m going to a wedding?” He rolled his eyes when Nick choked, and then patted the brawny man’s back. “That’s what I thought. I wouldn’t say it was my boyfriend’s sister’s wedding, you know…”
“I know,” Nick answered hoarsely before clearing his throat and grinning apologetically. “I’m sorry, G. I know you wouldn’t give us away to Grissom…and it wouldn’t be the end of the world if you did. It’s just-”
“Lab policies, prejudice, your reputation, yadda, yadda, yadda…I get it.” Greg rubbed Nick’s back and offered him a small smile to show he was not upset with him. He sighed and turned back to his meal. “I can tell Grissom that I’m going to see Papa and Nana or that I’m going somewhere with Drew. That’s usually what I do when I take a few days off…unless I’m taking a seminar or speaking at one.”
Nick arched an eyebrow; “Where do you and Drew go?”
Greg shrugged; “Home for visits, scuba diving, surfing, concerts, museums, tours, that kind of stuff…sometimes we actually do go to the same seminars. Anyway, that’s why I normally only take a few days when I take vacations. Plus I don‘t have to fly several states over to see my family...”
The Texan thought about that for a moment and then shook his head slowly. “I can’t imagine bein’ able to see my family after just half a day’s drive. My siblings would be showin’ up all the time and my parents would expect me back for every holiday.”
“From what I’ve heard of your family, I don’t think that would be too bad.” Greg paused with a bite of sausage halfway to his mouth when he noticed the look Nick was giving him. He grinned lightly; “Of course, they’re not my family.”
Nick smiled and nodded, then returned to his food. “Yeah, I’m sure its nuts when your family comes over too.” He glanced at the younger man as a somewhat frightening thought occurred to him. “They don’t drive out here often, do they?”
“No;” Greg shook his head and looked relieved. “They usually fly.” He smirked and knocked Nick’s elbow with his own when the Texan looked up in disdain. “But not that often and they always call before they show up.
“Papa and Nana just do it out of manners, but mom and dad ‘surprised’ me once and got a surprise themselves.” The willowy youth smiled embarrassedly and scratched his arm. “After that, they agreed to call first and I agreed to inform them if I was going to have a guy over while they were in town.”
Nick was caught between amusement, embarrassment on his lover’s behalf, and irritation at the Sanders’ inability to accept their son for himself. “They didn’t…catch you, did they?”
“Oh, no, nothing that awkward…thank god.” Greg grimaced slightly and then chucked weakly, nervously. “It was just obvious that he was more than a friend, you know? They weren‘t prepared for that…”
The brawny man frowned. “What happens when they visit now? I mean, am I supposed to-”
“You aren‘t supposed to do anything because of them,” Greg cut in seriously. “If you’re here or planning to stop by when they call to say they’re coming over, I’ll let them know. What they do after that is entirely up to them.” The blonde looked away as he sincerely added, “You aren‘t something I‘m going to hide.”
Nick smiled proudly and reached over to squeeze the younger man’s hand. Greg returned the smile and the squeeze before they returned to their food. They talked about their families and past vacations as they finished their meal.
Greg received a call from the lab just as they finished, so Nick decided to prove that he could operate the younger man’s dishwasher by himself while Greg took the call. The Texan smiled in triumph when he finally got the machine running.
Greg ended his call just as Nick entered the living room. He fought back a laugh when he saw the expression on the older man‘s face. “It isn’t that different from yours, you know.”
“I’ll never admit to it,” Nick answered simply. Greg did not bother stifling his laugh that time. “So what’s goin’ on at the lab?”
“One day tech is going to be out tomorrow and the other is on vacation for a couple more days, so the swing tech and I are going to split the shift.” Greg flopped onto the sofa and Nick took a seat beside him, stretching his am over the back of the blonde’s side. “I’m going to stay late tonight and he’s going to come in early tomorrow.”
Nick snorted. “Like you don’t do enough work for days already.”
Greg rolled his eyes. “And how often do you actually have days help out on a case by doing a daytime interviews instead of working overtime or off the clock?”
“Yeah, I guess it just comes with the territory.” Nick smiled and draped his arm over the younger man’s shoulders. “At least you’re gonna be used to the schedule when you become a CSI. I really hadn’t been expectin’ it to be so crazy when I started.”
Greg’s brows furrowed slightly. “Doesn’t Jennie work in ballistics? …And Will’s a detective; shouldn’t he know the kind of hours CSIs put in?”
Nick scratched the back of his neck with his free hand. “Yeah…after I made sort of a big deal about not bein’ a baby and needin’ their help with everything durin’ college, they decided to let me figure some things out on my own. I think they enjoyed watchin’ me adjust to the pace a little more than necessary though.”
“Sounds like a sibling thing,” Greg commented with a small shrug. “Will’s sister always used to alternate between trying to look out for him and trying to torment him…and usually me too by affiliation.”
“I don’t know if it was by affiliation only.” Nick smirked, “I think you just bring out both those traits in people.”
The younger man arched an eyebrow skeptically. “I’ll assume that’s a compliment towards my endearing charm and youthful playfulness.”
“You do that, babe.” Nick winked and then chuckled when the blonde elbowed him in the side. He sobered somewhat as he asked, “Do you want to go back to bed? You’re gonna have a long night.”
“Nah, that’s why God invented coffee beans.” Greg grinned as Nick chuckled and shook his head slightly. “Want to watch a movie or something…or are you tired?”
“Nah, a movie sounds good.” Nick smiled, realizing this would be the first real ‘date’ they’d gone on since they had breakfast out just after becoming a couple. “You wanna see somethin’ new or is there a good oldie playin’ somewhere?”
Greg had stood and started heading to his room to find clothes as Nick spoke, but he turned to aim a beaming grin at his boyfriend upon hearing the query. “You liked The Uninvited?” The blonde arched an eyebrow when Nick nodded; “I didn’t think you’d actually watched most of it…”
“Granted, I was distracted,” the Texan wagged his eyebrows once and them smiled again, “But I liked what I saw of it, and I definitely like how engrossed you get when you talk about ‘em.”
“There’s a couple of good ones playing at the Art House,” Greg suggested with a small shrug and a slight smile.
“Sounds good;” Nick smiled and stood. His smile turned suggestive as he approached Greg and planted his hands on the younger man’s hips. “As much as I hate seein’ you get dressed right now...”
“Well, I think the other movie goers would appreciate that…in fact, I‘m pretty sure there are public indecency laws that say we have to.” The slender chemist replied before giving the older man a quick kiss from which Nick was reluctant to release him. Greg unconsciously slid his hands over the Texan’s sides as he spoke again. “Come on, let’s get dressed.”
With a little more willpower than he felt should have been necessary, Nick managed to release Greg and follow him to the bedroom. The Texan briefly wondered if he should wear something nicer than his usual garb. A quick glance at Greg showed the younger man pulling on jeans and a red t-shirt with some band logo Nick had never heard of, so he decided to wear something comfortable as well.
Nick grinned as he pulled on his A&M sweatshirt while Greg pulled a running jacket out of his closet. The younger man turned and arched an eyebrow at the Texan; “What‘s that look for?”
“Nothin’…just, I’ve never taken anyone out that I wasn’t tryin’ to impress before.” Nick answered honestly, sure that Greg wouldn‘t take it the wrong way. “It’s nice.”
“You’ve tried to impress all of them?” Greg asked, sounding genuinely curious and surprised.
“The ones that I’ve taken on an actual date, yeah.” Nick amended before adding, “Not the party hookups and flings.” He watched the younger man’s face closely to see if the subject bothered him, but Greg simply nodded as though Nick were explaining football strategies during a game.
It seemed that was all Greg needed to hear on the subject; he grabbed his keys and headed for the door. He spoke cheerfully over his shoulder as he moved. “My car or your truck? …And are you in the mood for mystery, romance, horror, or a comedy?”
“My truck,” Nick answered with a smile as he left with the slighter man. “I don’t even want to know which stations you have programmed in your car. We‘ll figure out what‘s good once we get there.”
“Works for me,” Greg answered with an easy smile. “But I guarantee you, my stations are better than yours,” the blonde added as they entered the elevator.
The drive to the theater was all comfortable conversation, light banter, and easy laughter. Neither man noticed the pair of pretty women who were trying to catch their attention as they browsed the posters in the lobby. Nick, however, did notice the way the young man at the concession booth looked Greg over as the blonde continued telling Nick all about some old Hollywood actress from the film they’d selected.
The Texan threw an arm around Greg’s waist and pulled the younger man closer to his side until they were hip to hip. The blonde smiled, leaned in, and just kept talking. When the employee with the wandering eyes noticed their position, Nick shot him a warning glance, which the other man seemed to heed.
Greg chuckled quietly as they walked away. “I guess that was your ‘alpha male mode’ that Drew mentioned. I see what he meant…it is pretty hot.” He poked his boyfriend in the side and smirked, “But did you actually think that guy was a threat?”
“Of course not,” Nick answered with a smirk of his own. “It isn’t like that…I guess I just - Would you be pissed if I said I just like to make it clear when I stake my claim?”
Rather than looking bothered in the slightest, Greg laughed. “Oh man, I’m going to end up with a fetish if you keep talking like that.”
The Texan rolled his eyes and smiled as they picked seats near the back by a silent unanimous decision. “Don’t even go there, babe. After the things I’ve seen on this job, I don’t do fetishes.”
“Oh, that’s just ‘cause you haven’t come across your fetish yet,” Greg answered, lowering his voice even though the house lights had yet to dim. He still managed to soften his tone as he added, “You didn’t even think twice about ‘staking your claim’ right in the lobby.”
Nick paused at that. “You’re right, I didn’t. I didn’t think at all.”
“Well that’s not necessarily a bad thing,” Greg commented. He offered Nick a patient smile when the older man looked less than pleased.
The blonde shrugged lightly, “Not always anyway. If we were at work, yeah…or your sister’s wedding, but why is that such a bad thing here? It‘s dark and its not exactly a hot spot.”
Nick was still surprised that he had let his guard slip like that, and he planned to pay more attention to his surroundings before letting himself get caught up in the moment with Greg again. For the time being, however, he knew Greg was right and he wanted to meet him halfway regardless. “Yeah,” the Texan answered with a smile before dropping an arm around the blonde‘s shoulders, “I guess your right about that.”
“Hey, sometimes this place gets crowded…sort of.” Greg looked around and notice that there were only five other people in the theater with them. Then he grinned at Nick, “At least it’s private...and you never get people interrupting the movie here.”
The Texan smirked and shifted closer to the younger man. “Private with no interruptions sounds nice.”
Greg grinned and lowered his voice to a whisper as another couple entered the box office to look for seats. “I thought we were going to try actually watching the movie this time.”
Nick‘s smirk softened into a grin and his eyes smoldered. The arm around Greg‘s shoulders tightened and the Texan’s other hand traced the younger man‘s smooth jaw. “The movie hasn’t started yet, doll.”
The blonde smiled and moved with the gentle pressure of Nick’s hands. They met halfway in a deep, quiet kiss that spoke of a blend of passion and comfort of which the Texan was unaccustomed. He quickly decided it felt better than any of the lust-fueled exchanges he had experienced with the women he had been with before. Nick was completely lost in the blissful feeling of kissing his lover when a voice rudely interrupted the moment.
“Fucking fags…that’s disgusting!”
Nick’s eyes snapped open and his head immediately turned to face the man who had hissed out the cruel words. His right hand automatically fell to his hip while his right arm held Greg to his side. The Texan was too shocked and enraged to speak for the moment.
The couple that had just entered the theater was standing in the row ahead of them, likely looking for a seat in the back much as Nick and Greg had. The man was staring at the couple with an expression more befitting one who had stumbled across and act of cannibalism or flag burning rather than a simple kiss. The woman beside him stared at though she had never witnessed such an act of perversion; you would have though she caught Nick kissing a twelve year old.
Before the angry Texan could find his voice, a notably female voice shouted. “Sit down, you asshole!”
Nick and the man both turned their heads toward the interjection. Three young women were sitting toward the middle of the theater, looking very repulsed. One of the women -not the one who had already spoken- added, “Yeah, we were enjoying the show!”
The third young woman groaned and smiled apologetically to Nick and Greg while the original speaker laughed and nodded her agreement. “That was hot!”
“That’s sick!” The man stated loudly before turning back to Nick and Greg. “These f-”
He was interrupted again, this time by an angry male voice. “Shut the hell up already!”
All eyes turned to the front of the theater, where a disgruntled middle-aged couple was seated. “We didn’t pay to hear your bitching! Just sit somewhere else, man! The movie’s gonna start soon!”
The angry man practically recoiled. “I don’t want to sit anywhere near these freaks!”
“Then leave!” offered one of the young women.
“We paid to see this movie!” The man answered, sounding as though he felt they were being unfairly ostracized.
“So did we,” Greg quipped from Nick’s side.
The Texan tightened his hold and watched the angry man before him, his expression almost daring the man to try something. “Just sit on the other side,” Nick’s tone was decidedly alpha as he finally ground out a response. His logical mind finally caught up and he added, somewhat threateningly, “…Or do we need to bring the manager into this?”
“That’s a good idea, Ronin,” the woman who came with the angry man spoke for the first time, with a haughty voice. “I’m not comfortable here…let’s see if we can get our tickets changed to a more tasteful showing.”
Nick glared and the three young women in the theatre quietly cheered and applauded as the couple left.
“Thank you;” Greg called softly to the women, clearly not wanting to disturb the couple up front more than necessary.
“No problem,” one called back as the woman beside her nodded and the third added; “That guy was a jerk.”
Everyone settled and a few college age guys slipped in as the lights dimmed in the theater. Greg turned to Nick and whispered, “You okay?”
“Yeah,” the Texan huffed out the word and felt Greg sigh and sag a little beside him.
“Do you still want to watch the movie?” The young man spoke quietly and levelly. Nick hated it.
“Yes.” He rubbed the blonde’s shoulder and then left his arm draped across the back of Greg’s seat. “It was bound to happen sooner or later, right doll? It wasn‘t too bad either…didn‘t start a fight or anything.” He smiled lightly when Greg leaned his head on his shoulder.
“Yeah,” the muddle-haired youth agreed and Nick felt him relax against him. “Plus, no one else seemed to care.”
“Guess it takes all kinds,” Nick agreed. He kissed Greg‘s temple and lowered his voice further; “Sorry babe.”
Greg chuckled softly and gently squeezed the brawny man’s thigh just above his knee. “No need to be sorry, kjære. The whole strong-silent-type thing was kind of hot, to tell the truth. I don‘t think I mind having a protective boyfriend.”
“Good,” Nick replied with a small smile.
Nick enjoyed the film. Moreover, he enjoyed having Greg nestled against him, murmuring little comments about the film or facts about the actors.
Contrary to what his fling-filled past suggested, Nick actually enjoyed taking a girl (or now, Greg) out and spending time together like this. He had always wanted someone he could truly share his life with and who would want to share his or hers with him. Ironically, that had always been one of the main reasons why his ‘relationships’ remained short-lived in the past.
Nick had tried to chalk that up as another drawback of his job before. He was beginning to think differently.
The Texan returned Greg’s smile when the lights turned up again after the film was over. He kept an eye out as they left the theater, his arm still firmly draped over Greg‘s slender shoulders. Aside from a few stares and one sneering usher, no one paid them any mind.
“You look happy.” Greg commented -sounding and looking as though he felt very much the same- as they drove back to his apartment.
Nick smiled and casually dropped a hand on Greg’s thigh. “This is nice.”
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