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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,669
Reviews:
20
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Currently Reading:
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ch 3
Finally done, this chapter took forever
Sorry it took so long I’ve been working on my other story
Anyway thanks to everyone who reviewed, rated and read!
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The two days Matt Burns had spent with his daughter had to be worse than throwing yourself onto a pile of nails. Little Claire possessed the face of angel and had the mouth of a sailor, which was due to her mother’s influence no doubt.
“Daddy?”
“Hmm?”
“We need more cereal” The blonde cherub held up any empty box of Fruit Loops, shaking it for extra inference.
“We’ve got three other kinds, we don’t need any more. Just eat what I got.” Matt ran his fingers through his hair and sighed deeply; he could really use a cigarette.
“I don’t like those. I like these.” Claire clutched the box in her hand, giving her father her best pouty face, “can we go buy more?”
“No, I don’t feel like going out, so deal with it.” Claire threw the empty box at Matt and stormed off towards her bedroom. Matt could hear her mumble ‘stupid bastard’ under her breath, but didn’t feel like correcting her, it was partly true. Only a bastard would only see his daughter three times a year at most, and it was obvious that Claire resented him for it. He sighed again and pulled himself up off his couch and headed towards his daughter’s room in the back of his small home.
“Are we going to the store or not?”Matt leaned against the door way to Claire’s room, dangling a set of car keys in front of the girls face. Claire’s small face light up and race to get properly dressed.
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“We need these, and a few of those. Oh and these too.” Claire grabbed an arrangement of cookies and chips and tossed them into the half full Grocery cart. Matt rested his head on the handle bar as his daughter ran around gathering types of foods that the fireman had never even heard of. Matt released a deep yawn as he shut his eyes trying to find a moment of peace.
Claire could see her father start to drift off to sleep; he had stopped replying to her constant chatter. Not wanting to bother her dad, the girl headed towards the bathroom in the back of the store; she’d be back before Matt even woke up.
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Will scrunched his face up in disgust; never had he seen anything so gross. The sight was almost too much for the red-head but he couldn’t stop staring. He watched as the two teens groped each other through each other’s close. Will didn’t know if he should break the two apart, but he did know that practically having sex behind the produce section at Supermax had to be illegal.
Will was about to stop the ‘lovebirds’ when he felt a soft tug on his Supermax apron. He lowered his gaze to see a mass of blonde curls and a pair of bright blue eyes staring back at him.
“Can you help me?” The little girl with a cherub face spoke to him for the first time; the teen squatted down so he became eye level with the child.
“Sure sweetie, what do you need?”
“My stupid daddy is gone. I went to the potty and then came back, and he was gone!” Will could not believe that any parent would let such a young child venture off to the bathroom themselves.
“Sure I help you, let’s start from isle one, okay? So what does your daddy looks like?” Will took the little girls hand and started to walk towards isle one, leaving the two teens to their groping in peace.
“Hmm he looks tired. He has black hair.” The girl went quiet for a minute then gave Will a big smile, “He’s got blue eyes like mine. Mama said that’s the only thing I got from him.”
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“Claire, where the hell are you” Matt scanned the isle for his daughter. He franticly asked the people around if they had seen a little blonde child anywhere; none of them we helpful.
Matt saw a mass of blonde hair out of the corner of his eye, and he instantly turned around fully to see if it was Claire. No doubt that the blonde was his daughter, he relaxed a little, relief filling his body, that was until he saw her follow behind some strange man. The man held his daughters hand as they walked down another isle.
Matt went into attack mode. He chased after his daughter and the man at full speed. Matt tackled the man to the ground, successfully detaching the man from his daughter.
“Claire, are you okay?” Matt looked up at his daughter from his place atop the other man. He heard the man under him groan a little as Matt pressed the heel of his hand harder into the man’s shoulder blade. Claire was glaring at her father; if looks could kill, Matt would have been dead ten times over.
“Daddy get off Will now!” A look of confusion flooded the fireman’s face, “He was helping me find you, he works here.” For the first time he noticed the Supermax apron and the man’s fire like hair. Matt got off Wills back quickly offering his hand to the other man.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know.”
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“Ah Mr. Burns, we meet again, but not under pleasant circumstances.” Will rubbed at his shoulder as he spoke; he was sure to have a bruise later. Will wanted to laugh as he saw Claire give Matt a good kick to the shin and angrily walked over to him.
“Are you okay?”
“Yea I’ll be fine sweetie.” Will ruffled the small girl’s blonde curls. Claire gave him a big smile and then looked over at her father.
“Now apologize right, daddy. Will is my friend and now he’s injured and he’ll never wanna talk to me and then...” Claire’s words began to get jumbled together as she started to cry.
“I’m sure Will’s not mad at ya.” He’s sure as hell is pissed at me, Matt thought bitterly as he looked over towards Will. To the fireman’s utter surprise, the teen’s face showed no ill will towards him.
“Look I’m so sorry, I just panicked. Parental instincts, ya’ know.”
“It’s okay, well almost, my shoulder hurts but I’ll get over it. It’s all good thou, at least little Claire’s back with her dad.” Will shrugged his shoulders, which just further irritated his inflamed shoulder.
“So I can see you again?”Claire’s tear streaked face looked up at Will, and he knew there was no way he could ever say no to face like that
“Sure anytime you’d like sweetie,” Will fished his pen and note pad from his apron and quickly jotted down his phone number, “Here, call me and we’ll hang out okay!” Claire smiled up at Will and hurried over to the buggy that held all there goodies.
“You don’t have to do that, she’ll call ya all the time and bug the living crap out of ya” For the first time Matt saw the teen smile up at him.
“Nah I like kids, she’s really sweet.”
“Sweet?” That was a surprise; his daughter was anything but sweet. An idea struck somewhere in Matt’s mind, “How would you like to babysit her? I need to have someone watch her Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays when I work the late shift. I’ll pay whatever ya’ want, I’ve been through at least five babysitters and none have lasted more than a day.
“Well, I could always use the extra money. When would you like me to start?”
Matt gave the teen a grin, “is tomorrow too soon?”
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Fweh another chapter down
R AND R greatly appreciated!
Sorry it took so long I’ve been working on my other story
Anyway thanks to everyone who reviewed, rated and read!
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The two days Matt Burns had spent with his daughter had to be worse than throwing yourself onto a pile of nails. Little Claire possessed the face of angel and had the mouth of a sailor, which was due to her mother’s influence no doubt.
“Daddy?”
“Hmm?”
“We need more cereal” The blonde cherub held up any empty box of Fruit Loops, shaking it for extra inference.
“We’ve got three other kinds, we don’t need any more. Just eat what I got.” Matt ran his fingers through his hair and sighed deeply; he could really use a cigarette.
“I don’t like those. I like these.” Claire clutched the box in her hand, giving her father her best pouty face, “can we go buy more?”
“No, I don’t feel like going out, so deal with it.” Claire threw the empty box at Matt and stormed off towards her bedroom. Matt could hear her mumble ‘stupid bastard’ under her breath, but didn’t feel like correcting her, it was partly true. Only a bastard would only see his daughter three times a year at most, and it was obvious that Claire resented him for it. He sighed again and pulled himself up off his couch and headed towards his daughter’s room in the back of his small home.
“Are we going to the store or not?”Matt leaned against the door way to Claire’s room, dangling a set of car keys in front of the girls face. Claire’s small face light up and race to get properly dressed.
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“We need these, and a few of those. Oh and these too.” Claire grabbed an arrangement of cookies and chips and tossed them into the half full Grocery cart. Matt rested his head on the handle bar as his daughter ran around gathering types of foods that the fireman had never even heard of. Matt released a deep yawn as he shut his eyes trying to find a moment of peace.
Claire could see her father start to drift off to sleep; he had stopped replying to her constant chatter. Not wanting to bother her dad, the girl headed towards the bathroom in the back of the store; she’d be back before Matt even woke up.
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Will scrunched his face up in disgust; never had he seen anything so gross. The sight was almost too much for the red-head but he couldn’t stop staring. He watched as the two teens groped each other through each other’s close. Will didn’t know if he should break the two apart, but he did know that practically having sex behind the produce section at Supermax had to be illegal.
Will was about to stop the ‘lovebirds’ when he felt a soft tug on his Supermax apron. He lowered his gaze to see a mass of blonde curls and a pair of bright blue eyes staring back at him.
“Can you help me?” The little girl with a cherub face spoke to him for the first time; the teen squatted down so he became eye level with the child.
“Sure sweetie, what do you need?”
“My stupid daddy is gone. I went to the potty and then came back, and he was gone!” Will could not believe that any parent would let such a young child venture off to the bathroom themselves.
“Sure I help you, let’s start from isle one, okay? So what does your daddy looks like?” Will took the little girls hand and started to walk towards isle one, leaving the two teens to their groping in peace.
“Hmm he looks tired. He has black hair.” The girl went quiet for a minute then gave Will a big smile, “He’s got blue eyes like mine. Mama said that’s the only thing I got from him.”
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“Claire, where the hell are you” Matt scanned the isle for his daughter. He franticly asked the people around if they had seen a little blonde child anywhere; none of them we helpful.
Matt saw a mass of blonde hair out of the corner of his eye, and he instantly turned around fully to see if it was Claire. No doubt that the blonde was his daughter, he relaxed a little, relief filling his body, that was until he saw her follow behind some strange man. The man held his daughters hand as they walked down another isle.
Matt went into attack mode. He chased after his daughter and the man at full speed. Matt tackled the man to the ground, successfully detaching the man from his daughter.
“Claire, are you okay?” Matt looked up at his daughter from his place atop the other man. He heard the man under him groan a little as Matt pressed the heel of his hand harder into the man’s shoulder blade. Claire was glaring at her father; if looks could kill, Matt would have been dead ten times over.
“Daddy get off Will now!” A look of confusion flooded the fireman’s face, “He was helping me find you, he works here.” For the first time he noticed the Supermax apron and the man’s fire like hair. Matt got off Wills back quickly offering his hand to the other man.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know.”
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“Ah Mr. Burns, we meet again, but not under pleasant circumstances.” Will rubbed at his shoulder as he spoke; he was sure to have a bruise later. Will wanted to laugh as he saw Claire give Matt a good kick to the shin and angrily walked over to him.
“Are you okay?”
“Yea I’ll be fine sweetie.” Will ruffled the small girl’s blonde curls. Claire gave him a big smile and then looked over at her father.
“Now apologize right, daddy. Will is my friend and now he’s injured and he’ll never wanna talk to me and then...” Claire’s words began to get jumbled together as she started to cry.
“I’m sure Will’s not mad at ya.” He’s sure as hell is pissed at me, Matt thought bitterly as he looked over towards Will. To the fireman’s utter surprise, the teen’s face showed no ill will towards him.
“Look I’m so sorry, I just panicked. Parental instincts, ya’ know.”
“It’s okay, well almost, my shoulder hurts but I’ll get over it. It’s all good thou, at least little Claire’s back with her dad.” Will shrugged his shoulders, which just further irritated his inflamed shoulder.
“So I can see you again?”Claire’s tear streaked face looked up at Will, and he knew there was no way he could ever say no to face like that
“Sure anytime you’d like sweetie,” Will fished his pen and note pad from his apron and quickly jotted down his phone number, “Here, call me and we’ll hang out okay!” Claire smiled up at Will and hurried over to the buggy that held all there goodies.
“You don’t have to do that, she’ll call ya all the time and bug the living crap out of ya” For the first time Matt saw the teen smile up at him.
“Nah I like kids, she’s really sweet.”
“Sweet?” That was a surprise; his daughter was anything but sweet. An idea struck somewhere in Matt’s mind, “How would you like to babysit her? I need to have someone watch her Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays when I work the late shift. I’ll pay whatever ya’ want, I’ve been through at least five babysitters and none have lasted more than a day.
“Well, I could always use the extra money. When would you like me to start?”
Matt gave the teen a grin, “is tomorrow too soon?”
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R AND R greatly appreciated!