What Will Be (Chibs and Juice)

8

Note:
bràmair is boyfriend in Scottish Gaelic. 

Juan yawned and stretched out against the soft bed. He didn't even remember going to bed last night but he guessed he must have. He rolled over to curl back up and savor a few more moments of comfortable until his bladder would beckon him up. However upon rolling he realized he wasn't in bed alone. For a brief moment he started to panic, and then he remembered. Chibbie, Fillip, his boyfriend lay beside him. His boyfriend. His brain started to spin, surely that had been a dream.
Fillip turned over and looked at Juan with a smile. "Morning lovey" he rubbed his hand over his arm. "Whas in tha head? Hmm?"
Juan smiled his biggest smile. "Morning Chibbie. It was real." He whispered.
"Wha was real?"
His face flushed, remembering their talk. He spilled his heart, told him what he wanted, what he needed. He made an agreement with Chibs.
"Oh. Tha. Ye regret what we talked about?"
Juan smiled and shook his head no. "I'm happy. I'm glad it was real."
"Aye? Good then. I woulda been sad if yed said ye regretted bein my bràmair."
"Oh... (he had no idea what Fillip just called him, but it sounded sweet coming from his mouth.) No regret." Juan sighed. He wanted to snuggle into him, but now his bladder was aching. "I gotta pee. Be right back."
"Be right here."
Juan shuffled back into the room, he smiled when he saw Fillip laying there. One arm above his head, a knee raised, laying casually as if what they were doing was completely normal. Juice couldn't comprehend it. He smiled anyway and went back to the bed.
"Oi lad. Must've dozed back off. Ye startled me." Fillip yawned, stretching his long limbs, he tangled himself around Juan and pulled him down against him.
"I didn't mean too." Juan giggled, nestling against the warmth of the body beneath him.
They lay in a comfortable silence for several minutes just enjoying the moment together. After a while Fillip broke the silence. "Ye ready for brekkie?"
"Yeah. I don't wanna move though."

"Yer gonna have to move lad. My bladders gonna burst, if I don't stop ignorin it."

Juan rolled so his chin rested on the others chest and he pouted.

"Oi. Startin already are ye? Poke that lip back in."
He rolled over, rolling the other man off of him with a sigh.
"Fiiiine. What's for breakfast? We didn't go to the store."

"Oh yeah. Damn. Well how about some pancakes at the diner across the way? Then we can head into town and make it back in time to have lunch here."

"Um. We don't have any other clothes either huh? Skipping a shower."

"Yeah, but I do have tooth brushes in my pack. That sort of shite is there. Wanna go grab that off the kitchen table for me?"

Juan nodded and trotted down the hall to retrieve the pack, he was glad Fillip had thought to pack those things for them. He grabbed the pack and hurried back to Fillip.
Fillip was lacing his boots on the edge of the bed when Juan came back in. "Here ya go." He handed him the pack. Fillip took it, pulling out two tooth brushes and a tube of paste and deodorant.
"Let's go get our teeth brushed huh. Here's ye one. I only got this one deodorant, but ye can use it first and we will get some more when we go out."

"Kay." Juan put on the deodorant and then added some paste to his toothbrush and started brushing. He caught himself watching Fillip in the mirror, how he was doing it. He wanted to do it just like him. That's weird, he thought to himself, shaking his head. He finished up brushing, and placed his in the holder on the sink next to where Fillip had placed his seconds earlier.

"Ye ready? Get yer shoes on, my stomach is rumbling."

Juan sat on the bed and laced his boots on, when he was satisfied he stood and met Fillip at the bedroom door.

"Oh Juan. Just one more thing." Fillip turned to look at him, and placed one hand on his shoulder.

"What's that Chibbie?" Juan tilted his head looking confused.

Fillip moved his hand from Juan's shoulder to his chin, placing his other hand behind his neck. Slowly he pulled him towards him, his own heart beating out of his chest as their lips connected for the first time. It was slow, and sweet, no harsh raw passion, or probing tongues. Soft lips against rough stubble, moving slowly together, savoring the moment. It was over too soon, but it was exactly what they needed.
Juan wobbled back a little, of balance from the kiss. Fillip held him, waiting for him to right himself.
"Ye okay lad?" He chuckled?

Juan blushes and nodded. "Yes. Do it again. To make sure." He grinned.

"Greedy lad. Ye can have all ye want." He kissed him again, a little more intensely this time. Holding him firmer, their lips met harder. This time Juan expected it, reacting faster, his tongue darting out to try and enter the other mans. Fillip teased at first denying entrance, then allowing it. The heat behind it increased, hands gripping shirts and waistlines, bodies being pulled in closer. Fillip broke the kiss despite his desire to keep going. He rested his forehead against Juan's.
"Aye, we'd better get going. I'll be a grump if I don't get some food in me."

Juan nodded, taking Fillips hand and following him to the garage.

"So after breakfast, ye still wanna go to the toy store? We gotta get groceries for the next two days and ye need some clothes."

"Just wherever you want to go. I don't want to be a bother Chibbie. It can wait if it needs to."

"Woah. I didn't say that... Buckle up... I just ask in case ye weren't ready for that. I know ye were questioning the little part. We can go and see what happens. If ye don't see anything, it's no big deal. Alright. I have no plans, except spending time with ye."

Juan smiled big. He was excited, he didn't know what he'd find, if he would at all. He didn't know if he'd be little enough for toys, or just clingy enough for Chibs to take care of on occasion. Either way he was glad Chibs was willing to learn with him. He also wanted to explore the other parts of this, his lips were tingling from the kisses, and he wanted more of them.

They pulled into the diner down the street from the house. Fillip had his hand on the door to open it, when he felt Juan pull on his arm.
"What is it lovey?"
It was sloppy and he almost missed, he was nervous and incalculated, but the intent was clear. Juan's lips crashed against his roughly, Fillip could feel the trembling from his body as he tried to remain calm. After a few awkward seconds it worked its way into a smooth kiss, before they pulled away. Juan's face was as red as the car, and he looked at the floor, gripping the door handle.
"Sorry. I just wanted to do that again." He mumbled.

"Aye ye numpty. I told ye, ye can have as many as ye want." He pressed his lips to his temple. "Let's go get us some food."
The got out of the car and went inside.