New Drabbles

[ben_michael]

“Hey, have you seen that pumpkin I put on the dining room table?” Hunter asked, walking into the kitchen in a clown costume, with a red wig that would put Debbie to shame.

“What?” Michael replied, moving away from the stove.

“Duh…the pumpkin I’m taking to the party tonight”

“No idea pal” Ben replied

“What does it look like?” Michael asked

Raised eyebrows and a look that said it all from Hunter was all he got in response.

“Hey, what are you cooking, it smells good” he asked, walking towards Michael

“Ummm…..pumpkin soup, want some?”

“You cooked my fucking pumpkin!”

 

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Hunter sneaked out of his room at midnight. He couldn’t believe how windy and stormy it was and he knew the yard would be full of leaves tomorrow. He grabbed the box of fake spiders from their hiding place and opened it, amazed at how real and spooky they looked. He tiptoed upstairs and crept quietly into his father’s bedroom and strategically placed them around their bed, a small smile on his lips as he left their room.

Two loud screams woke him followed by an even louder “Hunter!!!!!!” and he knew his punishment would be more than raking leaves.

 

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Hunter glanced at the clock. Midnight! He thought his fathers would be home by now. He had the house to himself and was enjoying the peace and quiet. It was windy and cold outside, he could hear the leaves blowing around and was glad to be inside. The moonlight was throwing spooky shadows over the walls and he shivered burying himself deeper under the bed clothes.

He turned his eyes back to the TV as a loud scream reverberated around the room. He sat bolt upright, shaking, and told himself he just had to fucking stop watching old home movies.

 

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Hunter opened his English assignment and groaned. Write a short story including the words spooky, scream, midnight, windy, leaves. Yeah right! It would be easier to rewrite the Declaration of Independence. Glancing at the clock he knew his father’s would be home soon, asking if he had finished his homework.

 As if on cue, they walked in, hand in hand, laughing and he felt a warm fuzzy feeling from the love that shone from them.

“Hey pal, how’s the homework going?”

“It’s not!”

They smiled at him and he felt immediately included in that love.

“Let’s see if we can help.”

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Ben held Michael tightly. Michael hated thunderstorms. He let out a scream as a bolt of lightening lit up the sky, sending leaves battering against the window from the windy night. It was midnight and he knew they wouldn’t be getting much sleep.

He ran his fingers down his face before leaning in and kissing him softly.

“It’s ok baby” he whispered

“I’m sorry I’m such a sook”

“I wouldn’t have you any other way”

He pushed Michael slowly onto his back, his hands gently exploring his body. He knew the best way to take Michael’s mind off the weather.

 

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Michael glanced at his watch. Midnight!. He was later than he told Ben he would be. He sped up, wanting to be in the warmth of their home, snuggled up in his husband’s strong arms. The windy weather was sending leaves dropping from the trees and he brushed them off while watching the spooky shadows dance over the pavement.

He opened the door and let out a scream when he saw Ben standing in the darkness.

He woke up with a start, drenched in sweat. It was a dream. Ben was gone. He laid down and cried himself to sleep.

Comments

[folkedforlife.livejournal.com]

hey viv i love your drabbles! but i dont understand the last one. Why was Ben gone?

[foreverbm.livejournal.com]

Thanks Liz, I'm glad you enjoyed them. You can find all the rest and of course my long fics on my other journal.
That last one was written in the future, I write them for a Insane Journal drabble community and we get given a challenge each week and the one for all of those were using the words..spooky, midnight, windy, leaves and scream.
My mind works in strange ways sometimes and that one with Ben gone just came to me, must have been having a sad day when I wrote it I think. The thought of Ben dead terrifies me, but I have written a death fic also, set 10 years in the future after Michael loses him.
I try to keep them happy and loving because that is what people like, but as I said, these dark thoughts come to me every now and then.
I got a hard time for writing it, but in a good way, and it made a lot of people sad.
I get into Michaels head so much when I write, its a good place to be most of the time..lol...
Its great to see you here.