Crowded into the old Pinto that he'd given Kenny, their bags were packed and loaded into the boot and back seat, with barely enough room for the two young men in the front. Correy was cramped, his tall and lanky body shoved forcefully into that small bucket seat. "Glad it's not a long drive," he grinned as he popped another potato chip into his mouth.
"I'm glad we're going back," he commented as he took his eyes from the road to watch Kenny as he drove. "Humph's not getting any younger and I'm tired of being angry at Jon and them. It was stupid, really. I overreacted to their texts, I guess. The whole thing just weirded me out." Correy shrugged and then smiled more as the portal came closer and closer. "Almost there!"
If Correy was folded up into the car, then Kenny was bent like a pretzel. As much as he loved the fact that Correy had given him the Pinto, it had taken a while to get used to driving with his knees approaching ear height. He glanced across at Correy with a faint grin, appreciating the oddness that had kept them in Ireland longer than they had originally been intending to stay. "And it had nothin' t'do with bein' molly-coddled by six women, ah?" he teased cheerfully, setting the car into neutral just as they crossed the portal barrier. Experience had taught him that cars had a tendency to do weird things if they were in gear crossing the Nexus. Like the engine falling out, or the windscreen turning into water.
"If you mean getting my *ss pinched six times a day," Correy added with a grin. "Think I've got a permanent mark now," he playfully grumped. His eyes went wide with wonder as they glided through the portal, it never ceased to amaze him that they could do such things. And when they were on the other side, Correy leaned back as much as he could. "And I'm sure that they've been missing you, at school. Carol has the hots for you," Correy teased his boyfriend playfully.
"Carol can swivel," Kenny snorted, smoothly setting the car back into gear as he turned onto the main road toward the city. "Where're we headin'" The Grove, or the dorm?" He smirked at the mention of the mark on Correy's backside - between his mother and his five sisters, it was a wonder Correy had survived the year at all. It had been even worse during the month Kaylee had visited with them.
Correy gave his *ss an absent minded rub. The past year had been fun, for the most part. Though he complained loudly and often about the pinches and teases, Correy wouldn't have changed it for the world. Kendrick's family lived in what seemed to Correy a simpler place and time. Their love for each other was stronger than King and Country. It had been nice to be a part of that. Not that his own family wasn't strong and that they didn't love each other. There was just far less drama in Kendrick's family. Even with five girls and a very dominant mother. And when Kaylee was there" Correy was out of the world happy. Happier than he'd been in a very long time.
"Let's go on up to the Grove," he nodded slowly. "Let them see that I'm alive, safe and back in town." Correy reached for Kenny's hand and brought his head down to brush his lips across Kenny's knuckles. "If that's ok?"
"'Course it is." The hand he kissed twisted to tweak his nose fondly. "Droppin' in on Caroline, or the big house?" was the next question, and a pertinent one. Were they going to bounce in on Humphrey, and possibly Jon, Vicki, and Emily, or were they going to crash in on Caroline, Richmond, and Jack in the last days of her second pregnancy' "Besides, you've a year of news t'catch up on, and that isn't going to happen unless you ambush one of them."
"Hmmm." It was a good question, though he was smiling widely for having his nose tweaked. Though Kenny still wasn't quite so comfortable with public displays of affection, he seemed to be a bit more relaxed about it. "Well, I think Caroline would be the best bet. I don't think that Victoria likes me much." He chuckled then and folded his hand into Kenny's. "Can't imagine why."
"Aye, well, see it from her side, love," Kenny pointed out mildly, taking the turning that would lead them to the Grove. "You're the other woman." He smirked once again, enjoying teasing Correy for all he was worth. "Shame I didn't get to see your get up for her baby shower last year. Then you really were another woman!"
Correy burst out with a loud laugh. The memory of his Driving Miss Daisy costume for the party had him shaking his head with amusement. "I guess so. But I'm really not. What Jon and I had was great, but things happened and we've both moved on. She can't expect me not to still love him. He's my cousin, for Chrissakes. We grew up together. So she should just get used to it and get over it."
"Not everyone's as comfortable in themselves as they seem, love," Kenny said thoughtfully. "Whatever it is, 'tis her problem, not yours. Maybe she's relaxed a wee bit since popping out the lass." He shrugged, glancing at Correy sideways. "Given any more thought to what we were talkin' about a while back?"
It was true; whatever the problem Victoria had with Correy, it was hers alone. Though it did prick at him just a bit that there was someone out there who wasn't a fan. Though, he surmised in his head, there had to be one in every crowd. The subject was changed and Correy was drawing a blank. "What were we talking about?" They had talked about a lot of things and Correy did have a good night's sleep the night before.
"Gettin' a place together that's prop'ly ours," his lover provided the lost information. It was all very well them sharing each other's dorm rooms on a regular basis, but they'd been together over a year now. The next step was living together properly, and then ....maybe something else would happen. Kenny might seem reserved and overly cautious, but he didn't want to rush into anything that would make them both miserable in time.
"Oh, yeah." Correy nodded. "Of course I want us to get a place of our own," he smiled again and squeezed Kenny's hand. "But I don't want it to be on the family grounds. I love my family, but I don't want to be up each other's *sses all day either." Correy leaned back against the door and considered Kenny thoughtfully. "Saw some houses on the way in. A nice little ranch with four bedrooms, two and a half bathrrooms and a kitchen so big that we could get lost in it." He described the home that he envisioned them in. "Talk to a broker once we're settled back into school?"
"Once you're settled back in school," Kenny chuckled. "Fully trained nurse now, remember" I'm the one wearin' the sexy panties in this relationship for the next year." He laughed, patting Correy's knee affectionately. "But aye, we can talk to someone about gettin' a place. You expectin' to grow a womb, wantin' so many bedrooms?"
Correy's smile grew proud when reminded that Kenny had graduated and was now a licensed nurse. "You always did wear the sexy panties," he waggled his brows with a chuckle. "You never know what might happen, or who might drop by. So a guest room or two and maybe a hobby room or man cave. Possibilities are endless." No, Correy had no intention of having children. His cousins were having plenty enough.
"My bank account isn't," Kenny pointed out gently, and with that came the implication that he wasn't going to let Correy pay for everything. He wanted a home that was as much his as it was his lover's, and that meant them finding something he could afford to pay for in his own right.
"I'm glad we're going back," he commented as he took his eyes from the road to watch Kenny as he drove. "Humph's not getting any younger and I'm tired of being angry at Jon and them. It was stupid, really. I overreacted to their texts, I guess. The whole thing just weirded me out." Correy shrugged and then smiled more as the portal came closer and closer. "Almost there!"
If Correy was folded up into the car, then Kenny was bent like a pretzel. As much as he loved the fact that Correy had given him the Pinto, it had taken a while to get used to driving with his knees approaching ear height. He glanced across at Correy with a faint grin, appreciating the oddness that had kept them in Ireland longer than they had originally been intending to stay. "And it had nothin' t'do with bein' molly-coddled by six women, ah?" he teased cheerfully, setting the car into neutral just as they crossed the portal barrier. Experience had taught him that cars had a tendency to do weird things if they were in gear crossing the Nexus. Like the engine falling out, or the windscreen turning into water.
"If you mean getting my *ss pinched six times a day," Correy added with a grin. "Think I've got a permanent mark now," he playfully grumped. His eyes went wide with wonder as they glided through the portal, it never ceased to amaze him that they could do such things. And when they were on the other side, Correy leaned back as much as he could. "And I'm sure that they've been missing you, at school. Carol has the hots for you," Correy teased his boyfriend playfully.
"Carol can swivel," Kenny snorted, smoothly setting the car back into gear as he turned onto the main road toward the city. "Where're we headin'" The Grove, or the dorm?" He smirked at the mention of the mark on Correy's backside - between his mother and his five sisters, it was a wonder Correy had survived the year at all. It had been even worse during the month Kaylee had visited with them.
Correy gave his *ss an absent minded rub. The past year had been fun, for the most part. Though he complained loudly and often about the pinches and teases, Correy wouldn't have changed it for the world. Kendrick's family lived in what seemed to Correy a simpler place and time. Their love for each other was stronger than King and Country. It had been nice to be a part of that. Not that his own family wasn't strong and that they didn't love each other. There was just far less drama in Kendrick's family. Even with five girls and a very dominant mother. And when Kaylee was there" Correy was out of the world happy. Happier than he'd been in a very long time.
"Let's go on up to the Grove," he nodded slowly. "Let them see that I'm alive, safe and back in town." Correy reached for Kenny's hand and brought his head down to brush his lips across Kenny's knuckles. "If that's ok?"
"'Course it is." The hand he kissed twisted to tweak his nose fondly. "Droppin' in on Caroline, or the big house?" was the next question, and a pertinent one. Were they going to bounce in on Humphrey, and possibly Jon, Vicki, and Emily, or were they going to crash in on Caroline, Richmond, and Jack in the last days of her second pregnancy' "Besides, you've a year of news t'catch up on, and that isn't going to happen unless you ambush one of them."
"Hmmm." It was a good question, though he was smiling widely for having his nose tweaked. Though Kenny still wasn't quite so comfortable with public displays of affection, he seemed to be a bit more relaxed about it. "Well, I think Caroline would be the best bet. I don't think that Victoria likes me much." He chuckled then and folded his hand into Kenny's. "Can't imagine why."
"Aye, well, see it from her side, love," Kenny pointed out mildly, taking the turning that would lead them to the Grove. "You're the other woman." He smirked once again, enjoying teasing Correy for all he was worth. "Shame I didn't get to see your get up for her baby shower last year. Then you really were another woman!"
Correy burst out with a loud laugh. The memory of his Driving Miss Daisy costume for the party had him shaking his head with amusement. "I guess so. But I'm really not. What Jon and I had was great, but things happened and we've both moved on. She can't expect me not to still love him. He's my cousin, for Chrissakes. We grew up together. So she should just get used to it and get over it."
"Not everyone's as comfortable in themselves as they seem, love," Kenny said thoughtfully. "Whatever it is, 'tis her problem, not yours. Maybe she's relaxed a wee bit since popping out the lass." He shrugged, glancing at Correy sideways. "Given any more thought to what we were talkin' about a while back?"
It was true; whatever the problem Victoria had with Correy, it was hers alone. Though it did prick at him just a bit that there was someone out there who wasn't a fan. Though, he surmised in his head, there had to be one in every crowd. The subject was changed and Correy was drawing a blank. "What were we talking about?" They had talked about a lot of things and Correy did have a good night's sleep the night before.
"Gettin' a place together that's prop'ly ours," his lover provided the lost information. It was all very well them sharing each other's dorm rooms on a regular basis, but they'd been together over a year now. The next step was living together properly, and then ....maybe something else would happen. Kenny might seem reserved and overly cautious, but he didn't want to rush into anything that would make them both miserable in time.
"Oh, yeah." Correy nodded. "Of course I want us to get a place of our own," he smiled again and squeezed Kenny's hand. "But I don't want it to be on the family grounds. I love my family, but I don't want to be up each other's *sses all day either." Correy leaned back against the door and considered Kenny thoughtfully. "Saw some houses on the way in. A nice little ranch with four bedrooms, two and a half bathrrooms and a kitchen so big that we could get lost in it." He described the home that he envisioned them in. "Talk to a broker once we're settled back into school?"
"Once you're settled back in school," Kenny chuckled. "Fully trained nurse now, remember" I'm the one wearin' the sexy panties in this relationship for the next year." He laughed, patting Correy's knee affectionately. "But aye, we can talk to someone about gettin' a place. You expectin' to grow a womb, wantin' so many bedrooms?"
Correy's smile grew proud when reminded that Kenny had graduated and was now a licensed nurse. "You always did wear the sexy panties," he waggled his brows with a chuckle. "You never know what might happen, or who might drop by. So a guest room or two and maybe a hobby room or man cave. Possibilities are endless." No, Correy had no intention of having children. His cousins were having plenty enough.
"My bank account isn't," Kenny pointed out gently, and with that came the implication that he wasn't going to let Correy pay for everything. He wanted a home that was as much his as it was his lover's, and that meant them finding something he could afford to pay for in his own right.