FIC: The Family Comes To Visit

[paulacas]

Title: The Family Comes To Visit
Author: Paula H
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Chris/Steve
Rating: FRA
Summary: Prompt – What do you mean we have fairies in the car? Loved this prompt, but had to take my dad in for an outpatient procedure, so thought I’d catch up on my writing. Comment posted by cyphersushi answered by havenward then elebridith. So here is my little contribution to the sandbox.

Disclaimer: I don't own them. They belong only to themselves. This is a figment of my imagination and a work of fiction. I'm not making any money. Any goofs are mine. 

 

 

 

Chris jerked awake when the pilot announced they were starting their descent into LAX. 

Steve grumbled against his neck at his living pillow’s movement, but settled quickly. 

Chris smiled indulgently as he pressed his lips to the tanned forehead. 

“Time to wake up, darlin’. We’re almost home.” 

An irritated growl was the only reply as the singer refused to let go of his sleep. 

Chris sighed tiredly. Their tour of England had been great. The fans’ reception had touched the men deeply. Touring the English countryside by train and time alone with Steve had been additional treats for him. 

The downside had been the brutal schedule. Between their acoustic shows and shows with the full band in London, he and Steve were running on fumes. Exhaustion and sleep deprivation had become their new best friends. 

“Steve!” Chris hissed in his ear and jostled him a little harder. 

“What?! Don’t be an ass, Christian. I wanna sleep.” 

The plane shuddered as the wheels met the tarmac. 

“We’re landin’, grouch, so wake your tight little ass up. I ain’t carryin’ ya through the airport along with all our stuff.” Chris growled. 

“Oh--sorry.” He buried his face in Chris’ neck for a quick snuggle and hidden kiss before sitting up. 

While waiting to clear customs the men leaned heavily on each other, struggling not to doze off. 

They watch the customs officers keenly as they handled their guitars and searched their bags. Both rechecked the instruments for damage before closing the cases. 

Chris watch bemused Steve’s eyes roam the building as though watching something flying through the air. 

Chris grabbed the first cab, shoved Steve inside and loaded their gear in the trunk. He started to flop onto the seat when Steve admonished him in a stage whisper, 

“Watch where you sit!” 

Confused, Chris looked at the seat. Seeing nothing, he started to sit again when Steve grabbed his arm, causing him to fall across the other man’s lap. 

Chris leered up at the singer as the cab pulled into traffic. 

“You could wait ‘til we get home, darlin’.” He reached for the blond. 

Steve slapped his hands away. 

“You almost sat on them.” 

“What?” 

“They were in the guitar cases.” 

“What?!” 

“It’s okay now. They’re sitting in the back window so you won’t sit on them.” 

Thinking his lover was having fun at his expense, Chris’ temper started to simmer. His own exhaustion had his crankiness meter on 10, but knowing Steve was just as tired, he was really trying not to snap. 

Rubbing his face he took several deep breaths and let them out slow. 

“Who’s sitting in the back window?” 

“The fairies.” Steve grinned widely. 

Chris blinked several times, heard the driver snicker, a patented Kane glare had his attention back on the road. 

“Fairies?” He dropped his voice to a soothing tone he used on his sister’s kids. “What do you mean we have fairies in the car?” 

Steve was leaning against the door smiling at the deck in the back window. 

“They like us. Said we’re shiny. They hitched a ride so they could visit their family.” His tone was besotted. 

Chris felt like thumping his head against the window. 

“British fairies think we’re shiny so they hitched a ride to America?” He rubbed his temples. 

A chuckle from the front turned his glare up a notch. 

He’d just drawn a breath to give the driver the sharp side of his tongue when the cab pulled into their driveway. 

Chris hauled their duffels and guitars to the door while Steve continued to watch the air. Leaving everything by the door, he went outside and pulled Steve inside. 

Uncooperative and bitching about wanting to visit with the fairies, he fought against Chris stripping his clothes off and shoving him into bed. Shaking his head at the blond’s antics, Chris gave a sigh of relief when sleep claimed him as soon as his body hit the bed. 

“First time you ever bitched at me for shuckin’ ya outta your clothes, Carlson.” He drawled fondly at the body on the bed. 

A quick tour of the house had him silently thanking Jensen for stocking the fridge and having the cleaning service in before they got back. 

Satisfied things were in order he grabbed a quick shower before crawling in behind Steve. 

He was just at the place in between when he heard a sound. Pulling Steve closer, he opened his eyes slowly. 

All around the room were tiny winged people of all shapes and colorations. He caught snippets of sentences. 

“Shiny.” 

“Pretty.” 

“So good together.” 

“Can we keep them?” 

A female with dark red hair and dressed in goth style clothing waved a pale hand. Silence fell. Steve snuggled closer as Chris’ arms tightened. 

“No need to fear…” She paused as though tasting her words, “…Kane. We mean no harm to you and yours.” She motioned to Steve. 

“We just wanted to say ‘Thank you’ for allowing us to visit.” 

Cool fingers touched his forehead. As he slipped further into sleep, his last thought was… 

**We really did have fairies in the car.**

 

Comments

[havenward.livejournal.com]

:giggles: luffs it!

[yanzadracan.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I forgot all about the Twitter conversation about Loomy & Elphie until I got home from hospital and saw you and Elebridith's stories. So I thought the cousins should come visit...LOL

[honeyjojames.livejournal.com]

*giggles madly* Sooo awesome! I love that Steve just acts like it's totally normal! ♥

Hope your dad is okay!

[elebridith]

*giggles and loves* Great! Steve thinks it's totally normal. *lol* And even faeries think those two are pretty together. Good taste, little ones!

Hope your dad's okay! *hugs*

[yanzadracan.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I forgot about Loomy & Elphie until I read yours, then went to find Havenward's. Anything can be normal even if it's weird.

Dad just had a colonoscopy (sp). Everything came out ok...I know bad pun.

[badfalcon.livejournal.com]

*giggles and LOVES*

[yanzadracan.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Talk about accidentally bumbling into a sandbox...LOL

[deluweil.livejournal.com]

LOL This was so awesome!!!

[yanzadracan.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Havenward & elebridth started this whole fairy AU with Loomy & Elphie that lives in their guitar cases, and takes care of their guitars. I thought some of their family should visit. *snicker*

[deluweil.livejournal.com]

*giggles* I'm glad you decided to go with your intinct *g*