Misfit

"Drew, we cant wait. Just in case something does happen, I want you to have made love to me. You gave me time and im sorry I am taking so long."

Quinton groaned as he bucked up to meet Matt half way.

"Mike, after last time I doubted you'd ever want me to." Drew sighed.

Matt shuddered and let out a loud cry of pleasure as Quinton stabbed his prostate.

"Im still scared, I hate that I can be so fuck fragile but I dont care if im ready or not. Drew I need this."

Quinton grinned and continued to aim at that spot as Matt came down on him.

"Mike, as much as I want to, I will not do that until you are ready and not scared."

Matt's toes curled as he dug his nails into Quinton's shoulder blades.
"I-I think I'm gonna come." He groaned.

"Drew please. What if I do die? The only person to actually touch me and follow through was m-my father and I-I want it to be y-you."

Quinton grinned as he snapped his hip forwards into Matt.
"Then come for me Mattie."

"Mike..." Drew sighed. "Okay." He couldn't say no to that.

"QUINTON!" All it took was that last stab at his prostate and he was pushed over the edge. He screamed as he came, his cum squirting down onto Quinton's chiseled chest.

Mike gave a shaky smile as he hugged Drew. He was so scared but he did it not because he want it, he needed it.

Quinton came soon after, shooting his load inside of Matt with a loud cry of his lovers name. He laid there for a moment before pulling out of Matt and then pulling Matt to his chest.

Drew hugged Mike closer.
"When?"

Matt nuzzled Quinton's neck.
"I...I love you... and no that is not just a heat of the moment thing. I'm pretty sure I love yo..."

"N-Now"
He wanted it now. He wanted to just have Drew hold him tomorrow and then he was gone.

Quinton pressed Matt closer and kissed the outer shell of his ear before whispering softly.
"I think I was in love with you the first time I saw you at the hospital, only now I can say it. I love you Matt."

"Are ya sure?" Drew looked into his husband's eyes.

Matt's heart swelled at those words. No one had ever said that to him other than his mother. And she sure as hell didn't mean it. She took it back real quick when she found out he was bi.

"Yes Drew, im very sure. I-I need this."
Mike stumbled over his words.

Quinton bit his lip and got up. He rummaged through a draw before pulling something out and siting back on the bed, pulling Matt into his arm.
He held out a shiny silver ring.
"This was my grand mothers. I was close to her and since she had no girl grand children when she died they gave it to me. My grand father gave her this a week after he told her he loved her, I am giving it you now with a promise. I promise to love you, and only you, and I will protect you and make sure you are taken care of."
The inside if the ring had 'promise' engraved in it.

"Mike, ya don't sound too sure..." Drew sighed. "You don't want this."

Matt's eyes filled with tears of joy but he refused to let them fall. He blinked them back as he took the ring.
"Thank you Quinton."

"I-I don im just s-scared."
He was scared of leaving.
He was scared of dying.
He was scared of Drew moving on.
He was scared Drew would let him go before he had the chance to come home.

Quinton kissed Matt's lips softy.
"What ever you have done in the past is the past and I want to be your future."

"It'll be okay Mike..." It had to be. "Just stay strong out there. Keep fighting. And know that Paige and I are back here waiting for you."

"I want you to be my future... I want to forget about my past..." Matt said softly.

Mike gulped and buried his head into Drew's chest. He was supposed to be strong but he just couldn't right now.

"Good because it doesn't matter where you've been, I still love you. Doesn't matter what you've done, Im still yours and this is now your home too.

Drew cooed sweet nothings in his husband's ear.
"It's gonna be alright Mikey..."

"Thank you. For everything. I'm going to go out and look for a job tomorrow. I don't want you to do everything."

Mike was crying. AGAIN. Like he was fit to be the man of the house, what a joke.

Quinton smiled.
"I don't mind, I like taking care of you but if you want a Job you can have one."
He nuzzled the top of Matt's head.

Drew was crying too. His teardrops soaked his husband's hair.

"Well if I can find anywhere to hire someone with a seventh grade education I will." MAtt joked.

Mike stood at the airport, his small duffle bag in his hand as he looked for his plane.

Quinton took Matt to go find a job since the younger man seemed to want one.

Drew refused to break down right here in front of everyone as he held Mike's hand tightly. He was this close to tears.

No where would hire Matt since he did not have a good education. The only place that would hire him was a club. They said he could work as a bartender. This just happened to be the same club Mike had worked at.

Mike gave the guy his luggage so he could store it before turning to Drew in his new white uniform. "Drew, I love you."
He glanced around at all the men saying goodbye to there wives and girlfriends, giving him disgusted looks.

Quinton was not sure if he liked this. He worried for Matt's safety at this place.

"I love you too." Drew's voice cracked as he hugged his husband.

As Matt walked in to start his shift, Quinton was right beside him. Matt noticed another man working at the bar, he was the mirror image of Quinton only slightly smaller.
"I'm guessing that's Quincy?" He chuckled.

Mike kissed Drew softly before boarding the plane they would take him far, far away from everything he knew and loved.

Quinton nodded as Quincy looked up and beamed at him. Quincy came over and pulled his brother into a hug before stepping back and looking him over.
"Damnit, you have a new element very time you come home." He pointed to the gun shot wound he knew was there.
Quinton rolled his eyes and waved him off, Quincy did not like this so what did he do? He flicked the wound only to have Quinton hiss and bat his hand away.
"Roll your eyes at me again when im being all nice." Quincy stuck his tongue out and Quinton pouted.
Quincy noticed Matt and extended a hand.
"Hi, Im Quincy McDaniels."

Drew waited until he got out to the car before breaking down in hysterics, bawling. And this time, there was no Mike to comfort him...

Matt frowned, he did not like Quincy hurting his lover. But he shook the hand nonetheless.
"Matt Brooks."

Mike went to the bathroom on the plane and curled into a corner. He held himself as he began to sob.

Quincy thought nothing of it. He smiled at Matt and rose a brow.
"Your cute and all. Why are ya with him?" He pointed to Quinton.
"He aint nothing but an old stick in the mud, I know he's cute an all, hell he looks like me but he is quiet and very anti sociable." He was only kidding to bother his brother, they were always like that.
Quinton frowned and looked away, muttering a quick 'Fuck you' as he flicked him off.