A special Family (Hamilton Foster Care au)

John

The first time John realised he was Gay was when he was eleven. His eyes lingered on a boy a second too long and his father noticed that. When he looked at his father he saw the blood boiling inside his father. He remembers that day when they got home.

He didn't even have a chance to run when his father pulled the belt off his pants and threw him to the floor. John learnt that whenever he saw a boy he liked he wouldn't dare look in his eyes, he would just walk past with his eyes attached to the ground.

He was the first and only son of Henry Laurens and he will be straight and give him many grandchildren that will provide a good legacy.

The abuse continued until he was sixteen. His father tried to... Teach him to not be gay. He just couldn't get why his son would like Guys... He didn't have the power to fight back. He closed himself off and didn't trust anyone.

If someone was kind to him that meant he had a different reason behind it. Never trust anyone. They will hurt him and tell his father who would hurt him again.

But one day his father made one mistake. The belt swung too high and hit his face. A woman recognized the mark and called the cops. They arrived in the middle of the next day and came in without a warning and caught his father in the middle of the act.

His father was arrested and a court case was happening. He had to be a witness. They all saw the years of abuse and marks on his back. His father went to prison. He had nowhere to go. He was thrown into the system. He already knew that he wouldn't find a forever home...

The first house he landed in was a family of four. Extreme Catholics and as soon as they saw him look at a boy he was out only a small bag of his belongings were thrown at him. His worker picked him up the next day

The second house was just an old lady who forgot many things and sometimes he wasn't allowed inside because she thought he was a stranger. They took him away because she died a few months after taking him in.

The third house was purely awful. It was too full and loud. He was a servant to all the biological children and he only lasted three weeks before running away. When they managed to find him they promised him that the next house was the right one.

He remembered that one very well... The fourth house. He was Standing in front of a tall white house with a red roof and a giant garden filled with fruit trees. His social worker dropped him off and rushed off to pick up another child. He walked up to the house and knocked. He had to do it and the family was meant to take him in.

A man opened. He was tall and very well built with kind and warm Brown eyes.  He smiled at John brightly and moved to the side. "Come in." He said.

The man was kind. He fed John for the first time in weeks. "When will I meet the others?" John asked the man. The man looked at him. "It's just us for now..." He said.

The man's name is George, John learned that day. He was afraid of the man. He was giant and could break him in half if he wanted to. He couldn't step out of line if he wanted to stay alive in this house.

Except he did step out of line. Because of course, he did. When they went to the store a week later. He let his eyes linger on a boy a bit too long and George noticed. He remembered the second his heart stopped. He knew what would happen next, the words 'we will talk at home' would fly his way and when they did he would be ready to run. George opened his mouth.

"He is a bit young for you... Only fourteen. He does have an older brother who is seventeen tho." He said as he looked at the pasta on the shelf. "Thin or thick spaghetti?" He asked.

"What?" John said. It's the only thing that he was able to say. The man... Wasn't going to hit him? He looked at the man's face. There wasn't any anger or disappointment there.

George looked at him "do you like thick noodles or thin ones?" He asked. John shook his head. "N-no no..." He began. "You don't care that I'm gay?" He asked his voice shaking slightly.

George smiled and put both boxes down into the cart. "Of course not son..." He said he offered John a hug which for once. He accepted with ease. He felt safe in George's hug. He actually felt like he might have a place where he will belong.

They continued to shop and soon George was walking past the female products he grabbed two boxes. "Are those for your wife-" George shook his head. "-fiance-" the shaking continued. "-girlfriend-" George laughed and continued to shake. "Daughter or friend?" John asked.

George smiled. "They are for me." He said. John looked confused. Why would George need a box of Pads and- the realisation hit him in the face like a tone of bricks? "You're trans?" He asked slightly shocked. He never met anyone older than 30 that's trans.

George smiled and nodded. "Hope that's not a problem." He said. John quickly shook his head. George belongs to the community too... He would be safe in his home. "Are you gay or... Something."

George smiled as he put the shopping bags in the car. "Pansexual and trans." He smiled and messed John's hair up. "Do you understand why your worker said this will be your forever home?" He nodded happily. Maybe this time he will be loved and cared for. Maybe this one time.

When they made it home George asked for his help to unpack the things. There weren't many things to unpack as it was just for the two of them. John looked up at the man.

He could see it now. He had a softer jaw and no beard whatsoever. His skin was smooth and his hands smaller than any man's he saw. "Can I go rest upstairs?" He asked and George nodded.

He ran upstairs and closed the door. This could workout. He would be safe and George doesn't mind if he loves boys.

He sat on the bed with a happy look on his face. A home did sound good.