[littl3chocobo]

he expected a blow not a kiss and when he was freed from it he was given kindness enough to make him feel ashamed. "i am thirty just turned it over the summer, i am a homosexual, and i lied about my mama. she was a whore back east. i am my mama's son though"

[Honey]

His brow wrinkled slightly and his head cocked to the side as he looked down to the one that was shorter than him while his hand still rested against the soft cheek. "Half of that don't matter, I'm tha same age given a handful of months and we've gone and covered that yew aren't the only one as such in this 'ouse."

[littl3chocobo]

"brady, you are a good and foolish man. i am nothin' but a no-good drifter who takes advantage of strangers, there ain't nothing worth having in me and yet you keep me," this time when he kissed it was in the french way though he kept it short and put his head to the boney shoulder, "why?"

[Honey]

He did not have anything to say that wouldn't really ruin the moment, and taking the boy's chin between his fingers he turned it up from his shoulder to look at him for a moment before leaning in to return the intimate kiss the boy used on him. Pulling away only enough for their lips to disconnect, he stared into the brown eyes that reminded him so much of the rich earth, and as he looked into the eyes he searched for the truth in those eyes and he could only think of the boy telling him the truth. With more chaste he kissed him again.

[littl3chocobo]

the first kiss was clumsy and unexperienced but he preferred it to the other and unflinchingly stared back into cornflower blues, "take me upstairs brady."

[Honey]

He was confused for a split moment where he tried to figure out what it was the boy wanted, but when he realized it he knew exactly what was expected of him. The hand fell away from the thin chin as his other hand rose to take a hold of the boy underneath his legs and bracing against his back as he swept him up into his arms as best he could manage, and once Gabriel was in his arms he was not as heavy as he thought he'd be, but he still was, and with the boy in his arms he carried him off towards the stairs to be taken to the creaky bed.

[littl3chocobo]

he shrugged, "nah, today it is fair, you did more than your fair share yesterday so i am evening it out now."

[Honey]

"Hush about it'all bein' fair 'nless you want me ta do all the work before ya can even get to it." His threat was an empty one, and the farmer knew it, and he hoped the boy could see it to as he chuckled along with the sizzle of the pan as he cracked the eggs.

[littl3chocobo]

lightly he smiled and went to the place he was slowly starting to think of as his and waited for the farmer to make them breakfast

[Honey]

The eggs did not take long to cook, and slipping them onto a pair of mismatched plates he'd been using since the boy arrived, and putting at each of their settings he went to find a pair of forks. "I take it you are feeling much better today then? Since you have been so busy around here."

[littl3chocobo]

he nodded assuredly, "yep, got a good night's rest. you seem pretty spry yourself though, have good dreams?"

[Honey]

He gave a shrug with a crooked smile, "I suppose ya could say that, though I don't reckon I remember, just woke up in a good mood." Handing over the fork he took his own seat and pierced the center of an egg to let the golden center flow free. "Sometimes ya just feel like a day is goin' ta be good."

[littl3chocobo]

this time he only offered a nod before eating his egg, when they were done he washed off the plates and headed for the door

[Honey]

The day was a hot one, the sun overhead burned and burned on, no sign of a cloud in any direction that offered any break from the merciless rays, and instead he called Gabriel back to the house so they could take a short break. "Go get something to drink from inside," he demanded of the boy as he stepped underneath the shade of the porch and waved the boy over, "Dun want to push it too hard when it is hot like today."

[littl3chocobo]

he was quick to fetch two glasses and fill them to the top before going back out where the other was waiting and made to stand next to him, "maybe the clouds are all tuckered out"

[Honey]

"No, thay're lazy fuckers is what thay are," Brady said gruffly as he thanked the boy and accepted one of the two glasses, making no hesitation before downing about half of the glass, "pardon my poor language."