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WHO Brian (

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WHAT Just two guys sharing time with each other. Nothing weird at all, no alien oddness whatsoever.
WHEN :iiam:
WHERE Brian's place.
WHY blame wankgate for something good for once.

Another day, another dollar, another evening spent at home. It was a familiar routine, recently being readjusted to the introduction of someone else in his life. That was new. More than new. It was exhilarating, even if Brian had no idea how it had happened. Whirlwind romances weren't his thing, but maybe he had never been looking in the right places. Rowan wasn't his perfect match or the kind of guy he dreamed about as a teen, but there was an undeniable attraction both in and out of the sheets. They just fit.

He'd only just returned home, but Rowan was already there. They'd given each other keys a while ago, just half a foot shy of actually moving in together, and Brian couldn't reasonably say he minded. Kept to himself pretty well, had a small circle of friends and a good reputation at work, but it was lonely at home more often than not. He was on the couch and removing his shoes when the smell hit him, revitalizing a tired mind ready to shut off for the night.

"Is that dinner already on the stove?" he called.

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Humans, Ruavu has found, are complicated creatures of habit and this made it far easier to integrate with them than the other races he's had to do the same with There had been some missteps in the beginning, but Brian didn't seem to think anything of it beyond being dorky and rather endearing, though after that Ruavu had done more studying to make sure it wouldn't be repeated in the future. As it was now though, everything was progressing perfectly. The compatibility resequencing was taking hold of Brian and the physical changes were only now just starting.

Rowan looked away from the food he was preparing and smiled despite being in a different room from his boyfriend. "Of course it is," he responded cheerfully and loud enough for Brian to hear him clearly. He had found that the hearing range was quite short and had to learn to effectively speak in the proper range so as to not cause any confusion. "I wouldn't want you to try cooking something yourself after a long day at work."

"To be honest with you," he said, groaning as he shifted back on the couch and considered staying right there for the rest of the night, "I was just planning on tossing something in the microwave." That was a lot easier than trying to cook and food was food. No matter how terrible or processed or unhealthy it was, Brian didn't exactly hold the highest standards for himself when he was just looking to cool off and relax.

After a moment of sitting and breathing, he pushed himself to his feet and pattered into the kitchen. There was a soft smile on his features when he saw Rowan there, marveling quietly how he had stumbled onto someone so amazing who actually cared about him back. It was all Brian could do to hold on to the gorgeous man for as long as he could. "What's on the menu?"

"That's what I'm here for," Rowan replied with a laugh in his voice as he checked the food. There was still a little bit before he had to do anything, so he had plenty of time to welcome Brian home properly. "Making sure you take care of yourself and feed yourself some real food from time to time."

When Brian came into the kitchen, Rowan was on him almost instantly, arm wrapping around him to pull him close while the other was tipping Brian's chin up so Rowan could kiss him, a long and gentle kiss to show how much he loved him. "Well, there were a couple things I'd think you like," he murmured gently into the kiss before he grinned slightly and tilted his head a fraction to the side. "Oh, you were talking about the food, weren't you?"

Caught up in the movement and the kiss, Brian merely laughed and kissed back. His own arms were brought up between them to rest, all held up nice and comfortable where Rowan had him. That food smelled delicious, but his body was getting other ideas just from the welcome home. It was a bit of a war, but it wasn't like he'd lose one to take the other. They had all night.

"I was," he said softly, pulling back enough to look into Rowan's eyes with a playfully hungry gaze. Snaking his hand up around the other's neck, he pulled them close and dove into another kiss. After nipping at his lip, he pulled back once more. "What did I ever do to deserve you, huh?"

While it was obvious that Rowan adored Brian, Ruavu was more conflicted on the human. He wasn't meant to fall in love with the one he had chosen for the sake of helping his people, but here he was, having fallen in love with Brian despite only picking him because he was the best possible choice as a potential mother for his future child.

The look Rowan gave Brian was one of desire and he eagerly returned the kiss until his lip was nipped at, Rowan turning amused and also slightly disappointed that it ended, but that didn't last for long. "Be wonderful. Perfect. Smart. Funny. Do I need to keep going, beautiful?" At each word, he gave a quick kiss as if to emphasize each thing he was saying to him. To him, all of it was true and he wanted Brian to know what he thought. "Or should I put my mouth to better use than that?"

There was a soft and amused chuckle for the words, small kisses back to match the rhythm until Rowan was done. Brian shook his head and stepped aside to turn them, head tilting to check on the food just to make sure it didn't burn. Burned food always smelled repulsive to him, it was a bit of a neurosis. Satisfied, he turned back to his boyfriend. He could have very well said all the same back to him and his ego soared at the confirmation that he was doing something right.

Still, it wouldn't hurt to banter back. "If I were perfect, we'd be somewhere much nicer than a downtown one-bedroom apartment right now," he said indulgently. He shifted to kiss under Rowan's jaw and murmured into it, "But I won't argue the beautiful. That'd be an insult to my parents right there."

Thankfully for Brian, Rowan knew all of his likes and dislikes and had made something that would take a bit of time to still cook. There was no need to worry about the state of the food, but Rowan let him look for his own comfort instead of trying to get him to believe him. From what he could see, humans needed to check for themselves before they were comforted and even then, they might not relax. That depended on the person studied.

He let out a soft huff of laughter at the banter and just pulled him back close, wanting to keep Brian close so he didn't get distracted from what Rowan was trying to do. "I don't see how your home says you're not perfect. I like it and I love the man that lives in it," he says before making a content little noise at the kiss. It was definitely nice when Brian got into this without too much urging on his part. "And we wouldn't want to insult your parents, especially when it's a fact that you're absolutely stunning."

It was a lot about state of mind. When he was tired, Brian didn't want to deal with anything that would make the night miserable or difficult to deal with and would rather nip any complications in the bud. Other times it was just an annoyance and something of a compulsion to check. Humans definitely had an obsession over their own self-interest, but that wasn't always a bad thing.

"Perfection usually lives in high-rises and expensive condos and drives a ferrari or hires people to drive for them," he said whimsically. His body was relaxing into the hold and the comfort, leaning into Rowan as he was wanting to do. It was just the two of them and they had the entire night ahead. "Great genes. Great in jeans. Sure that's not what brought you to the yard?"

There was an actual laugh now at what Brian was saying. Humans and their thoughts on perfection were more material than what Ruavu's kind had. Not that Ruavu minded all that much on the differing thoughts. After all, he was just here to have a child with him, so the only thing that needed to be perfect were his genes, which on all accounts were, but as with all things human, it had become more complicated.

"I think you're perfect without all of that," Rowan responded with a smile as he held him close and rubbed his back gently in a comforting manner. It was easy enough to know how to soothe Brian without any difficulty and that was one of the trick Rowan had learned early on in their relationship. "Great out of jeans too. And I'm sure that wasn't the case."

The laugh was confusing, but acceptable. Rowan had an odd sense of humor that was hard to track at times, but it never truly bothered Brian. It wasn't harmful, just different trains of thought than Brian ever had hope of following. Sometimes he wondered what it was like in that brain of Rowan's, but others he simply liked being around it while inside of his own head. It was cluttered enough already without worrying about what was inside of someone else's.

Brian hummed at first, then grunted when he could feel the fabric of his shirt catching every now and then. "That reminds me," he said. "After dinner, mind doing me a favor? My back has been super dry lately and I wanted to get some lotion on it to try and smooth it out. I'll pay you back."

Brian was never going to be able to figure out Rowan just because they were so alien to each other. It was a good thing that he had accepted this fact or otherwise it would have made things that much more difficult for Ruavu to dig his claws into Brian and start turning him into what he needed. Maybe once he was changed, Rowan might make more sense, but for now, he was to be a mystery.

At the grunt, Rowan stopped and looked down at where he was rubbing and then slipped his hand under his shirt to confirm what his boyfriend was saying. He had to keep himself from gasping in surprise when he felt the rough skin under his fingers. The transformation was beginning properly. It'd only be a matter of time before he would be ready. Rowan couldn't help but be excited, though he channeled it in a way so that Brian wouldn't notice anything as off. "Pay me back? Now why would I say no when you promise me good things? Of course I'll help you with your back."

As long as they continued to get along, their actual understanding of each other wasn't so important. Coexistence was key to any relationship and Brian was incredibly grateful for how well he meshed with Rowan despite any odd misunderstandings they had. It helped that he didn't see a boyfriend as a challenge so much as a privilege and wanting to cherish Rowan just for how good he was to Brian.

His shoulders rolled at the hand on his back, a bit of discomfort near overridden by the touch of his boyfriend. It was probably pretty gross back there, and Rowan wasn't even batting an eye. His hands felt good even directly on the cracked and odd skin, and he sighed quietly for it. "Thank you. I have no idea what's causing it, but I'd rather take care of it myself if I can."

Well, they were definitely pros at coexisting considering they were one step away from outright moving in with each other. For Rowan, that made it that much easier to turn Brian into what he needed and watch to make sure that everything was proceeding properly. If they weren't so close, it would have taken longer for Brian's so-called skin condition to be brought up and now Rowan could watch as the human turned into they hybrid perfect for having his child.

It was anything but gross for Ruavu, enjoying the touch of proper skin for once with this human and he rubbed his fingers over the patch in slow circles, giving it attention and trying to make Brian more comfortable with the change there without making obvious as to what he was doing. "No matter what it is, I'll help you with it, okay? First, we should probably take care of dinner before we get too distracted."

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