#dancing sunsets

Hugh and Simon - 19 years old (During Age of Anarchy)

“She's heading up the building!” Simon yelled into his comm.

“I'm on your right, Warden!” Hugh called back.

Simon internally cringed, he’d gotten so used to the love names that the formality was pretty weird.

Pushing away the distracting feelings, Simon met Hugh and jumped, allowing Hugh to basically launch him into the air from his feet and onto the rooftop.

They had been training with that move for a while now. There weren’t many videos given that no one could afford a camera or internet, but the few videos they did see…

It looked freaking awesome.

Simon landed gracefully and Hugh came up from the other side. They finally had her cornered, “There's nowhere to go! Just put your hands up and we can do this easily without any more fighting.” Hugh said, using his ‘Captain Chromium’ voice. It was powerful, intimidating, and wasn't one to ignore. It was also incredibly sexy but Simon did his best to ignore the bubbly feeling in his stomach.

The girl raised her hands, looking between the two superheroes, “Ok! Ok. I'll take the simple route. No one will get hurt.”

The second she finished, she smiled and disappeared into a blue ball, which jumped into a nearby power line. Both Hugh and Simon launched forward, trying to grab her, but they were horribly late. They watched as a small light jumped from line to line, escaping them yet again.

The two stood stunned.

Simon was the first to speak, “Well… that was new.”

Hugh’s brows furred and he frowned, “You don’t say?” Simon turned around, “we better head back to the house. Our shift is almost done anyway, and it's impossible to catch up to her now.”

Hugh followed, slowly taking his eyes off the line, “I guess you're right.” He stalled when Simon did. His eyes darted to any possibility of attack but found nothing. Confused, he turned to Simon “there’s no stairway or ladder down,” Simon worried, Hugh scanned the rooftop again. There was not. It was only a few stories but one would think they would still take the right safety precautions. But then again, it was Galton, so neither was too surprised.

Simon reached for his comm, “I'll call someone from the team.” He tried the device a few times. He rolled his head back, done with the night, “Crap, I think mine's got short-circuited from the blast earlier.” Hugh tried his, finding it in the same state. He blew out some air, turned around and looked over the edge of the building, “I can jump, obviously, but what about you? Even if I carried you, the force would still hurt you.”

Simon shrugged, “You go and get Tamaya or Georgia to come and get me.” Hugh frowned, “But-, he sighed, “It's nearly night in Galton. I don't want to leave you alone.”

Simon raised an eyebrow and Hugh quickly continued, “I mean- I know you can take care of yourself but I just… don't like the thought of you in any danger.”

Simon rolled his eyes, but couldn't help the small smile from forming on his face, “How romantic. But I’d rather not spend the night on this rooftop.”

Hugh didn't have any response to that so he stepped off the ledge and plopped down on the floor, sighing in defeat. Simon understood that Hughw as not leaving, he got annoyed for a moment but the emotion was replaced with light guilt, Hugh just didn't want him to get hurt.

Sighing, Simon made his way over to him and sat down next to him, resting his head on his shoulder.

Neither knew really what to do so they just sat for a few minutes until Simon looked to his side to find something beautiful, “Look, babe, the sunset is setting.”

Hugh looked up to find the sun hitting the horizon, he smiled, “Yeah it's beautiful.” He paused for a moment and looked Simon dead in the eye, “Like you.”

Simon looked away and blushed, “Oh, shut up.” Hugh leaned over and kissed his cheek, making Simon nearly die of overheating. He could feel himself flickering a few times, it wasn't that he didn't like the affection, he loved it, but his body always reacted like this. He felt like a gushing pre-teen.

Simon may hate the reaction but Hugh loved the red face and stuttering words, he always knew he was being a good boyfriend when that happened. It was extremely adorable in his eyes.

After a couple of deep breaths to get his heart at a normal rate, Simon peaked at Hugh, who had gone back to watching the sunset. He closed his eyes, feeling the world around him. Just then Simon heard a faint melody. Then it got louder, until he was sure it was real. He got up, earning a slight whine from Hugh, and walked over to the edge of the rooftop. He saw that one of the clubs had opened for the night.

Then Simon had a fantastic idea.

He went back over to Hugh and held out a hand, which he took immediately, pulling him up. Question filled Hugh's eyes, “what are-,” he silenced himself immediately because Simon pressed they’re bodied together, and now it was Hugh’s turn for his teen brain to short-circuit. Simon then placed one hand on Hugh's shoulder and took the other, grabbing Hugh's hand, and held it out to the side.

“Are we going to dance or what?” Simon said, trying to seem more confident in his romantic abilities than he actually was.

Hugh blinked a few times before finding his voice, “y-yeah.” Hugh took his free hand and wrapped it around Simon's waist, pulling him impossibly closer. Simon used this to bury his face in his boyfriend's shoulder, trying to hide the redness of his face.

They swayed, to slow for the music but that didn't matter. What they had was perfect as is.

Simon had never said these words to Hugh since they got together. Yes, they said it as friends but it was in a different context. Simon had been hesitating because Hugh might not be on that level, which was fine, but…

He didn't have much of a good reason not to. So now here, alone, encased in his boyfriend’s warmth, Simon went for it.

“Hugh, I love you.”

There. He said it. For the first time in a romantic way.

Hugh stalled. Oh shit.

Simon had stopped with him, suddenly filled with regret, “I'm sorry, I thought… um,” he began to feel like he was going to throw up, surprised he was still visible, “Hugh, I-”

Just then Hugh pulled them into a deep kiss. It lasted a while, the sweet taste of the other's mouth, so addicting in the best ways.

Hugh pulled away first, but before Simon's anxiety could take over again he said the best possible thing, “Oh Simon, babe, I love you too.”

Simon leaned up and kissed him again. Those words, he'd been waiting for them so long.

Hugh didn't know what else to say, they loved each other beyond words, so he took Simon’s hand again and led them into another dance.

The sunset faded into the night as they danced, but it was no longer a worry, they had the light in each other. Always.

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I hope you liked it😇❤