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It's late, but Michael and David made some time to stop by after David's long shift at the hospital and help out with some late night orders.

Nothing beats a sweet moment while making some sweet treats!

It goes both ways

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

Tommy shouldn't feel this shook up after seeing David. The man was twenty years to the left in his past. He'd stopped thinking he'd ever see the other man again. It was the hope of a love sick teenage boy, besides LA is a huge town and he had no reason to believe David had ever returned to the city after college.

Last time he'd seen David he'd been a tall, lanky kid with intricate cornrows, he'd been awkward and sweet, and he'd had the warmest, friendliest smile Tommy had ever seen. He had a smile that made Tommy want to be nice for once in his pissed off rebellious teenage existence. That version of David Hale had been the sun at the center of seventeen year old Tommy's universe.

"You wanna talk about it?" Evan asked sweetly as he straddled Tommy's lap setting aside the book Tommy had been attempting to read for the past half hour. Tommy wants to, but he doesn't know if he can, or where to start. For so long David had been such a closely guarded secret, had been a part of his past that he hasn't shared for fear of damaging his memories of that perfect summer. But if anyone will listen without judgment, without tarnishing something so precious to the tapestry of his life it's Evan. His breath is shaky as he exhales, resting his hands on Evan's hips. Touching and being touched by Evan grounds him in the present.

"Do you remember telling me how Abby was your most trans-formative relationship until me?" Evan nodded continuing to hold Tommy gently with his strong arms draped over Tommy's shoulders in a loose hug. "David was my Abby." He watches as Evan's eyes click with understanding. The way his lips form an o. But there's no jealousy, no judgment. Just understanding. So Tommy keeps talking.

He starts at the beginning. How David had literally walked head first into Tommy, leaving him covered the sweet tea he'd just bought. How David had turned into a blushing stammering mess. How David hadn't been scared of Tommy because he didn't have any preconceived notions of Tommy. How he'd stuttered over his words insisting on replacing the sweet tea that Tommy had wounded up wearing over the front of his shirt.

This first story was inspired by I Got The Boy by Jenna Kramer.

Class Rings and Wedding Bands

If there is one person David thought he would never see again it was Tommy Kinard. He hasn't seen him in two and a half decades, not since they were two baby faced teenagers. But they aren't teenagers anymore, they are two adult grown men. Seeing Tommy in the backyard of Bobby and Athena's new house with his hand casually tucked into the back pocket of Buck's jeans is so unexpected that for a moment he's back in Arizona that summer his parents had sent him to spend time there with his grandparents before the start of his Senior year of high school.

He'd been so sure that he was going to spend the summer bored out of his mind or preparing for his last year of high school. But then he'd ran into Tommy on his way into the small drug store to pickup some stuff for his grandma and his entire world changed. Tommy was an army brat with a chip on his shoulder, one of those kids who moved around so often that they were never in one place long enough to make roots and was mad about it. But he had the prettiest blue eyes, a friendly smile, and massive hands that seemed to big for his lythe frame. It had only taken one afternoon for the two boys to become the best of friends.

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Since February is a season of love and Black History Month, why not celebrate some Black (Queer) Love with a Hen/Karen and Michael/David calendar?