#silver racket

...

Sure enough, Shark was parked in front of the large television, watching a particularly violent-looking anime. He looked and smiled when he saw his boyfriend. 

"Now, I do need to get myself on the road," Dennis said as Sinbad took his own spot on the couch. "The drive there takes longer than I care to say, and I'd like to be there by morning. I trust the two of you will watch the house while I am away?" 

The two nodded. 

"Be careful on the road, Dad," Shark said before briefly directing his attention

Dennis waved his hand dismissively. "Oh, don't you worry about your old man. See you in the morning!"

...

The first few moments after he left, there was silence and watching the show. At one point, Sinbad sidled up to Shark. 

"Hey, Shark," Sinbad said to break an awkward silence, "any of your relatives heavy sleepers?" 

"Um, let me think..." Shark muted the TV, just as an important character was getting killed off. "My grandparents are. And Bill and Lolly snore." 

The brunette then felt a rough tongue slide against his cheek. He couldn't help but shudder at the sensation, in a pleasant way. 

"Wanna help me make my overnight stay fun?" Shark nodded. He turned his head and joined his lips with the redhead's. 

The TV show was forgotten in favor of making out and pawing at each other. Neither of them really noticed Sinbad got pushed onto his back. 

By the time that was noticed, both of them rolled onto the floor. The two of them started giggling, despite the apparent pain Sinbad might've been in. Their fun times came to a halt, however, when Shark's father walked back into the room. 

"Forgot some papers," Denis said to the two younger men on the floor. "Strange, could've sworn Mister Rotter would be on top...Well, see you tomorrow!" 

Shark and Sinbad lay there, still stunned by Dennis' entry. Waiting until he left again, they then broke out into laughter. 

-early the next morning-

"Now, don't you get all sulky, dear. No one said rehab was a dream ride," Dennis said as he led his soon-to-be ex-wife to the front door. 

Silver grumbled something presumably negative and foul, and wandered up the large stairs once they were inside. 

"I suppose I should wake the kids up and tell them the announcements." Dennis motioned for Silver to stand where she was, and took the suitcase she was holding into another room. 

Said awakening of their two children was easy at first. Lolly, though cranky, was up and ready within a few minutes. 

Shark was a bit of a different story. The couch in the room he and Sinbad were in now sat empty. Dennis in fact had to look for them, following the smell of tobacco and occasional discarded clothing article. 

By the time he found the source of the smell, Dennis' arms were full of dirty clothes, much to his displeasure. He shook a hand free and turned the doorknob, preparing himself for the potentially high amount of nudity. 

...

"Er-hem!" Shark and Sinbad were sleeping away when they heard Dennis make himself known. "I do hate to interrupt your snuggle time following your monkey business, but Shark's mother has arrived from rehabilitation." 

Sinbad willed himself to get out of bed, revealing his unclothed glory. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. 

"So did you give her the divorce papers? How'd she take it?" The conversation was interrupted by loud wailing, something being thrown against the wall, and angry declarations that Dennis was an asshole. 

"Not well, I take it," Shark said to Sinbad, while still in bed. He then turned to Dennis and asked, "So who's gonna live where once this is all done with?" 

His father shrugged. "Well, I suppose that bridge shall be crossed upon reaching it. Though, there is a nice house somewhere in town I've had my eye on..." 

"Not in the swamp, right? That place is nastier than shit." Sinbad appeared to speak from experience. 

"Heck, no! I believe it's closer to the theater. It's closer in town, so no need to go so far for the stores." 

The wailing grew louder, as did the vicious insults. Dennis sighed, and shook his head. 

"I suppose now I have to go tell your sister. You've already known for some time now, but her...I can't imagine how she will react." 

-Monday morning-

The house was quiet when Sinbad got back. The white truck was gone, implying its owner had gone to work already. The redhead poked his head into the other room, seeing nothing out of place. 

In fact, that was what bothered him. If Goodwin were truly planning to add onto the house, there were sure to be plans or notes or something. 

Wandering in, Sinbad admired himself at the mirror in the room before snooping. The clothing drawer yielded nothing of importance, and neither did the nightstand. 

Something that did catch Sinbad's interest was an opened box of condoms. Only about half of the box remained unused. 

Under the bed, Sinbad noticed what looked like a pair of sky-print boxer shorts. Goodwin wasn't one to stuff his dirty laundry underneath anything. 

It wasn't even Goodwin's underwear at all. The tag on the inside read "Amy". 

Reading the name reminded Sinbad to go visit his friend sometime in the coming days. He then realized what it meant to find an article of her clothing in Goodwin's room. 

Coming to the possibility that "making plans for a nursery" was in fact an excuse to do something else entirely, the redhead could only say the two words on his mind: 

"...Holy shit." A smug, wicked grin then crossed his face. He put the shorts back where he found them, and made his way to his own room.