Black Waves

When They Land

The plane lands and Emerson picks up the men up. Remington is pale and his hands are shaking, but Andy holds it, rubbing his knuckles. Remington smiles at his lover and kisses his cheek.

"I love you," he whispers to the dark haired man. 

"I love too baby love." 

Emerson drops the men off at Remington's house, telling them he will visit later after his girlfriend goes to work. The men relax into the house and sits on the couch. Remington still feels bad vibes from when he was attacked and sighs, looking down. 

"What's wrong my love?"

"Are you sure you want to sell your house? I really like yours." Remington plays with his fingers and looks down.

"What makes you say that? I just figured I'd sell mine so you can keep yours. Are you second guessing?"

"I...I like your house better. And I don't like remembering getting my stomach beat in with a bat."

Andy gulps and nods. "Would you rather sell yours?"

Remington nods and puts his head on Andy's shoulder. "Can we take a nap? I'm so fucking tired. I forgot the time difference."

Andy scoops the man up and carries him to his bedroom, both falling asleep rather quickly. 

Four hours later, Emerson calls Remington, waking him up. He lets his brother know he is on the way. Remington wakes his fiancé up and they both freshen up. 

Emerson comes inside and hugs his brother tightly. 

"It's been too fucking long Remi," he says. He lets go of Remington and hugs Andy as well. "Thank you so fucking much for taking care of him. I'm glad he found somebody that is in his corner."

Andy smiles and Remington shows his brother his ring. "Isn't it fucking beautiful? I'm still shocked."

Emerson laughs and looks at the ring. "Do you guys have a date yet?"

Remington smiles, "I'd like to in about six months. Maybe around October when the leaves are falling and it'll look so beautiful by water. But I want to make up with Sebby before then..."

Emerson frowns and sighs. "He's hurt Remi. I know he misses you but he feels like you were taken from us. I see both sides. And it has been harder making music."

Remington looks down and sighs. "I miss him so fucking much.  But I need for him to respect my relationship. It's been hard not talking to him. But I want him to be okay with Andy."

Emerson nods. "Maybe you should invite him over and talk it out? It'll get heated quick. He's been drinking every day."

Remington frowns. "He shouldn't be doing this shit."