Just A Number..

Zac just noticed the ring on his finger.
"Hmm, you're married?" He asked softly

"I was when I was alive. I just wear it now for old times sake..I figured i'd take it off as soon as....we became official."

Zac smiled.
"You want to be official?" He bit his lip nervously as he awaited the answer.

"Sure I do.."
He reahced over and picked up a small silver band.
"Do you? Will you be my boyfriend?"

Zac beamed and nodded.
"Of course I will."

Quincy sliped it onto his index finger,m he already planned on giving him one for his ring finger but not yet.
On the inside of the ring the enitals "QM"

Zac smiled fondly at the band now on his finger, he couldn't stop grinning as he kissed Quincy sweetly.

"Your mine for now Zac." He whispered as he showered his face in kisses.

"Yours..." That sounded so nice. Zac beamed as Quincy kissed his face.

Kevin got Aaron to go get him some flowers while he knocked on the door.
"Okay you two, I dunno what your doing in there but just to make sure you guys ARE in their right?.....If your doing what I think your doing you have better use a condom!"

Zac's cheeks turned cherry red.
"Er momma we are both fully clothed! We have been talking like mature grown men!" He laughed lightly

Quincy was blushing too.
"Oh really? Are you laying ontop of him or cuddling him? Your being lovey aren't you? Lemme seee!"

"Motherrrr, none of your business." Zac chuckled, burying his head in Quincy's chest so his voice was muffled.

Quincy laughed.
"We atleast we have someone on our side. Well....two people actually, your memaw came to see me, said the same thing your momma did but he was less violent."

"He did? Damn, momma did you tell memaw?" He asked as he stood adn opened the door

Kevin glaring at the front door where Quinton stood.
"No baby I didn't...."
He watched as Quincy's clone stepped into the house.

"Okay momma..." Zac trailed off as he noticed Quinton. His eyes narrowed.

"Quincy!"
The man in question hopped up from the bed and gently pushed Zac behind him. "What in the fuck do you want?"
"I fucking figured you would have been smart enough to break it off with that kid. The hell id wrong with you? That's fucked up! He is fourteen Quincy that...your a fucking pedifile!"
"Shut up...."
He visibly shrank back.

Zac glared from behind his position behind Quincy.
"Fucking asshole..." He muttered under his breath and squeezed one of Quincy's hands.

"And you kid, you have no room to talk. Im sure stupid ass over here seems charming but he is a monster. Don't fall for his shit." Kevin growled, his arm around his child.
"And I dont know who the cripple his but back off."

Zac glared, fuming.
"HE is NOT a monster," He pointed to Quincy as he stepped out from behind his mother and Quincy so he was the closest to Quinton. "And HE is not a cripple." He pointed at his mother. "But YOU are an asshole and this fourteen year old will flip the fuck out if you don't shut up."

Quinton ignored him. He gently took Zac's head and pushed his back.
Quincy was in his face in only seconds.
"You got something to say you say it to me and you dont fucking put your hands on him or Kevin. Now you either hit me and we can fight or you get the fuck outta my house."
Kevin held Zac tightly as Quinton simply spat in Quincy's face.
It was on.

"Momma LET ME GO." Zac hissed as he glared at Quinton, struggling against his mother's surprisingly strong grip.

Kevin shook his head, pulling Zac into his lap and holding tightly.
Quinton rared back and punched his brother in the nose, right before Quincy came back with a boot to the stomach and an uppercut.

"C'mon momma! Please!" Zac begged watching the brothers fight intently.